Han Mo led her three little kids to the crowded lunch buffet, where they lined up with stainless steel plates to get their food.
An Yu had just finished a meeting and turned on the live broadcast to see how the twins were playing and whether they were adapting to being on the show.
As a result, when I opened the live broadcast room, I saw this scene.
She almost didn't recognize her two precious sons.
Looked at it again and again carefully.
That's Han Mo, right? Aren't those two kids twins?!
Why would Han Mo take her children to that small, dirty restaurant to eat self-service lunch boxes?
Is she mentally ill?
How could the twins have eaten those things?
An Yu was instantly furious and had the urge to call the director and go pick up the child himself.
Isn't it torture to follow Han Mo to participate in this crappy variety show?!
Let’s take a look at the barrage in the live broadcast room:
"It's over, it's over. Han Mo is dead this time. How dare she take the director's daughter out for a box lunch?"
"There won't be Han Mo next time, so please take a closer look!"
An Yu snorted softly.
Is the director's daughter as valuable as his son, An's?
Next time?
I think I should stop recording this time!
I was just about to call my secretary to book a plane ticket for me.
An Yu saw on the screen that Han Mo lowered her head and patiently asked San Xiao what he wanted to eat.
"Do you want to eat this? Scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
An Shengqing's eyes sparkled, and she looked very happy as she answered:
"Eat! I want some tomatoes!"
Han Mo held the spoon again and asked, "Do you want to eat this braised pork?"
The twins nodded, but An Shengxu still frowned and said, "I don't want the fat one!"
An auntie passing by saw Han Mo taking care of three children alone and started talking to her with an auntie smile on her face.
"This young mother is really capable, taking care of three kids by herself!"
"They're all so pretty! The kid is so pretty! The mom is pretty too! The whole family is pretty! So nice!"
A man passing by whispered to the old lady, "That's a celebrity! He's recording a show!"
"Oh! Are you recording a show? This family is really rare."
None of the three children objected, and even An Shengxu just glared at the aunt opposite.
I continued to follow Han Mo to choose dishes.
An Yu was very surprised.
The name "Mom" is taboo for her twin sons.
They actually...acquiesced?
Perhaps the two children really longed for maternal love in their hearts, but they just endured it with great difficulty until they were five years old.
How many five-year-olds can a person be? Where is the child's mother?
Seeing that the two children were in good spirits, An Yu put down the phone call he was about to make to his secretary.
It's good to let your children get away from home and relax.
If Han Mo could make them happy... maybe...
The four of them filled their meals and sat at one table.
Han Mo went to serve hot soup to the three children.
"Thanks."
The children expressed their sincere gratitude. If it weren't for Han Mo, all three of them would have been freezing.
Now they have enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, and Han Mo takes good care of them.
Besides them, there were many other mothers who brought their children to eat in the restaurant.
This scene gave the twins the illusion that they were being taken out for dinner by their mother.
An Shengxu was a little bothered by the fact that the aunt just now said that Han Mo was their mother.
But because I was recording a program, I didn't say anything.
While I was in a daze, Han Mo reached out and wiped my mouth with a tissue.
An Shengxu came back to his senses and looked at Han Mo.
Han Mo is really beautiful, and she said very gently at this moment:
"Take a bite~Wipe it~"
An Shengxu took the tissue and wiped his mouth.
Then she pouted and kept silent.
After lunch, four groups of guests arrived at the meeting point, where the village chief had been waiting for a long time.
"Guests, please take out your change. The program team needs to count it!"
As a result, only Han Mo could still afford 48 yuan, while the other three guests had almost nothing left.
The village chief then announced, "This time, the order in which we choose houses will be determined by the amount of change left over from lunch!"
Except for Han Mo, several other groups of guests complained.
Qi Mubai grumbled quietly to Lin Yizhi next to him:
"How could this happen? Han Mo guessed it right twice in a row. Is that possible? Is it reasonable? Do you think she knew about it beforehand?"
"Anyway, I can't guess. We both spent a hundred yuan on pickled cabbage and pork, a Northeastern hot pot, and braised pork slices."
"That's it, it's not even enough. Who would have thought that the remaining money would be the key? If I had known earlier, we would have just had a small pie."
"If the production team is like this, there will be no fun. Isn't this bullying~"
Especially Han Yifei, in order to fit the theme, she tried to buy more.
I spent 100 yuan to buy a lot of snacks from Northeast China, but I couldn't finish them and couldn't even carry them all.
The two men brought food, several large bags, and wore military coats weighing several kilograms.
Zhen Baozhu felt disheveled and exhausted, and had not eaten a good lunch at all, and was almost not full.
Han Yifei felt that she had never encountered such a disastrous incident since she joined the show.
If you guess wrong once, you won’t guess right even if you guess twice.
On the contrary, Han Mo seemed to be able to see the script and made the right judgment every time.
Seeing their goddess being repeatedly defeated, many netizens started to post comments like:
"What kind of rotten luck is Han Biao? She guessed candied haws and then lunch? Did she bribe the production team to know the routine in advance?"
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