Chapter 59 Chapter 59 Little cotton shirt.
There was only a picture on the postcard, without a single word written on it.
At first glance, it looks like a group photo, but in fact it is two disposable photos that have been glued together.
Jiang Cheng clearly remembered that day, it was his birthday. Birthdays were never an important day for him, and that day should have been spent in an ordinary way, until she conjured up a birthday cake like a magic trick. There was no high-end restaurant, no beautiful atmosphere, the "poor girl" celebrated his birthday at the moment of nightfall. She was always jumping around, singing birthday songs loudly on the busy street, borrowing a light from a passerby, and when she lit the candle, Ji Ning said, make a wish.
Under her enthusiastic urging, Jiang Cheng closed his eyes to the candlelight. For the first time, he made an unrealistic wish, hoping that time would stay at that moment forever.
Before I could even open my eyes, the tip of my nose was smeared with sweet cream and the corners of my lips were soft.
Immediately, two crisp shutter sounds were heard.
That was the first time Ji Ning kissed him, and also the last time they met.
She pulled away cruelly, and in a way, the time in her memory stayed forever at that moment, which could be regarded as the fulfillment of her birthday wish.
Jiang Cheng has never seen these two photos.
I never thought that she would treasure the photos.
【Ahhhhhhh kiss scene, is this something I can watch? 】
[The rice smells so good, I eat it like crazy! ]
[The first photo shows surprise, the second photo shows blushing, so sweet! It really is true, what's wrong with me bumping into her! ]
【Zhubao "tick-tick-tick": Mom and Dad, where am I? 】
[A few months later, Zhubao said again: Daddy and Mommy, I'm born! ]
[Wuwuwuwuwuwu, I have waited for such a long time and finally today, I declare that we will celebrate the Chinese New Year in a 'century-long' way! 】
[This is the charm of one-shot photos, especially when you look at them many years later, they feel so ceremonial.]
[Especially since President Jiang and Ning Ning had forgotten about the existence of this photo, it suddenly appeared before their eyes.]
Before that, the guests just ate some melons from time to time to have fun.
But now, seeing with one's own eyes the power of this postcard, one is stunned, then laughs. When the brother and sister exchange glances, their eyes are almost sending out sparks, their gossipy souls are burning, staring straight at the protagonist of the postcard.
Based on previous experience, everyone guessed that Mr. Jiang's reaction would be reserved and restrained, and they were unable to analyze the reason, so they turned their eyes steadily to Ji Ning.
Jiang Cheng also looked at her.
For a long time, Ji Ning thought that the "pupil earthquake" mentioned on the Internet was just an exaggerated metaphor.
But at this moment, her pupils and eyes were actually shaking!
The night scene in these two photos is very beautiful.
Logically, without fill light, the image would appear dim, but surprisingly, the image was very clear.
Ji Ning thought of many possibilities about what happened back then. To her, these labels, such as willful, doing whatever she wants, and playing around, were not offensive. She did it on purpose to anger her family and she really wanted a child. After knowing her false persona, Ji Ning felt more justified. After all, her character had always been to care about her own happiness and never consider others.
But now, my thoughts were confused. She lied here and there, so how could she even trick others into kissing her?
The first reaction came out -
I was never a love-brained person!!!
Then she immediately overturned this idea in her heart.
No, it’s probably photoshopped!
The guests have already started to make a noise, and Ding Muyun tells Zhuzhu that her parents didn't bring her because she wasn't born at that time.
The photographer moved the camera closer to capture everyone's expressions. Director Tao was grinning from ear to ear, the other staff members looked "surprised", and the cashier who had just defended the brand held his head high with a look of pride.
Ji Ning moved closer and looked at the two photos.
At that moment, his eyelids drooped slightly, his eyes looked at her tenderly, and even though he was surprised, he still responded. It was a very natural and intimate kiss.
Suddenly, it was like a buried ruin with faint dust floating in the wind.
Strange emotions surged into my heart, and in a very brief moment, the emotions disappeared completely.
"What's going on?" Tong Zhile said, "Ningning! You're kissing me when you're not familiar with me!"
Ji Ning: ...
It’s terrible, and she was the one who took the initiative!
"Isn't this just a group photo?" Ji Ning started talking nonsense. "It's normal. Everyone takes photos like this. There's always some fancy tricks when taking photos."
"Baby," Jiang Cheng said to Zhu Zhu, "Not everyone takes pictures like this. Don't follow suit."
Ji Ning's eyelids twitched.
Meeting the baby's clear and innocent eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly and she gave a dry laugh.
[That is, how to teach a child badly? Baby, don’t listen to your mother’s nonsense. ]
[Boss Jiang has found the place, hahahahahaha. ]
[Save a life, we can see with our naked eyes that Ning Ning is panicking!!!]
[It was a public execution with toes digging the ground. Last time it was woof woof woof, this time it was a kissing scene. Can the production crew be nicer to our Ningning? (doge)]
[She is anxious, she is anxious! ]
When something happens, the first thing you should do is not to panic.
Ji Ning calmed herself down as quickly as possible, stopped talking nonsense, and made up something sensible.
"You're not surprised by anything. This is a game of truth or dare." Ji Ning said, "I play this game with my friends. The loser has to take a kissing photo and leave it at the time post office."
"I happened to have something suitable, so I took the photo."
Tong Zhiqi said "Oh" meaningfully.
I just happened to have a suitable mouth at hand.
"It's not a romantic story, just a childish game."
"Think about it, why didn't I even register my contact address and phone number? I didn't plan to receive a reply many years later."
"I think everyone should understand what I mean by that?"
It was like a series of caws flying past her head. She finished speaking with gritted teeth and pulled the corners of her mouth.
Ji Ning looked guilty.
No one would believe such a lie as a great adventure, right? They should believe it...
Jiang Cheng: ...
I hope someone can believe it, I just don’t.
The eldest lady's face is the most important.
For the sake of her screen image, Jiang Cheng cooperated.
After this incident, Ji Ning felt like she had just run a marathon and was almost exhausted.
"Miss Ji, if it's convenient, please leave a contact address." said the cashier.
Ji Ning's eyes were dull.
"I'll do it." Jiang Cheng said.
President Jiang knows all her current contact information.
Checkout continued, and Zhuzhu went to the postcard writing room with her mother.
The cashier's voice came from behind.
"Sir, do you need to advance the time that the postcards were originally scheduled to be sent out at the post office?"
Ji Ning pulled Zhu Zhu and quickened her pace.
In the short term, she didn't want to hear the words "Time Post Office" again!
…
The postcard writing room is a small compartment in the time post office.
This relatively independent and quiet space allows everyone to think carefully about how to communicate with their future selves.
When his father came back, little Zhuzhu went to close the curtain.
Ji Ning held her chin with one hand, twirled a pen with the other, and stared at the newly bought postcard.
"What are you writing?"
The space was cramped, and when she felt the warm breath coming from behind her, she immediately sat up straight and held her back very straight.
"I'm just writing randomly. I can't even make sense of the conversation with the past, let alone the future."
Ji Ning turned around.
She noticed that he was looking at her and was silent for a long time. When he spoke again, he was quite cautious.
"Photos..." he asked, "Why hide them?"
Ji Ning said seriously: "Isn't it obvious that I forgot?"
Amnesia is her shield.
After she finished speaking, Ji Ning turned around and waved to Zhu Zhu: "Baby, come here quickly. What do you want to draw?"
[What did you two talk about again? Quietly (very angry.jpg)]
[The situation is becoming clearer and clearer, here comes the sweet CP! ]
They also bought postcards for Zhuzhu.
Little Dumpling felt the joy of crazy shopping. There were a bunch of postcards in the shopping basket. After paying the bill, she lined them up in the cubicle of the writing room, not wanting to miss a single one.
Ji Ning teaches Zhu Zhu how to write her own name.
The full name is difficult to write, so the baby wrote his nickname. His chubby little hands held the pencil, but he couldn't control the pen steadily. He wrote his own name according to his mother's handwriting.
When sending postcards to family and friends, you should sign your name at the bottom to show your sincerity.
As for the main content of the postcard, the baby drew it.
She had a great time in the snowy ridge, with snowflakes everywhere, little snowmen, pine trees covered with frost, cool reindeers... so many happy memories that she couldn't wait to share with everyone.
The postcard with a picture of blueberry candied haws was sent to my grandma.
The old lion is holding the little lion's skin by the scruff of its neck. This painting is for grandpa.
Sister Fang Fang likes to eat braised pork ribs, so she drew two pieces of fragrant pork ribs on the postcard.
Also garnish with green onions.
The round gold coin chocolate, Sister Siran asked her for it...
"There are no real gold coin chocolates?"
Little Zhuzhu is a little shy.
She pointed to her round belly and said, "It's right here!"
"Draw it on a postcard so Si Ran can keep it forever." Ji Ning looked down at the contact information on her phone. "Baby, draw it first. I'll ask her for an address."
Some people always say that there is no need to take such a young child out for a trip because memories are fleeting and the four-year-old Zhuzhu may have forgotten where he went when he was three years old.
But at this moment, when Zhuzhu used his childish brushstrokes to paint what he saw and gained during the trip on the postcard, sharing the tiny bits of happiness, the meaning of travel suddenly appeared before his eyes.
Many years later, Zhuzhu could no longer remember the scenic spots he visited in Xueling.
But she will remember that afternoon when her parents accompanied her in writing postcards.
These postcards are not written to the future Zhuzhu.
小團子可以在當下立即給朋友和家人們寄去，不受時間郵局規則的束縛，這只是普通的紀念品，卻因為寶寶滿滿的心意，變得極其珍貴。
“等一下，我要先備注好。”紀凝用鉛筆在明信片上做簡單标記，“這個寄給雲碧度假村給寶寶送牛奶的阿姨、這個寄給南望院度假村動物農場的豪豬先生、這個寄給豪豬先生的鄰居——”
“小羊……”竹竹歪頭。
江乘笑了笑：“小羊女士。”
【豪豬先生、小羊女士……感覺整個人都柔軟了，太溫暖了，真好。】
【哈哈哈哈哈不多時，動物農場裏的小動物們，将人手收到一封來自遠方的明信片。】
【馴鹿：為什麽我沒有？就因為我搶光了你的鹿草嗎！】
【好好笑，真的不考慮給三陽開泰房門口的小花小草也寄去慰問嗎？】
【我記得之前扒過，說紀凝應該是亞亭集團的千金，還挺錘的。】
【我記得當時還是姥姥姥爺去南城把寶寶接回來的吧……連豪豬都收到寶寶的明信片了，姥姥姥爺呢？】
【刺猬：忍很久了，原來真的沒人為我發聲。】
紀凝繼續埋頭寫字。
江乘看着她的側臉。
回憶在腦海中翻湧，定格之後，停留在平凡美好的這一刻。
表露身份之後，他始終沒有挑明自己的心意。
怕被拒絕得更狠，幹脆就自欺欺人。
表面上的幸福，難道不是幸福的一種嗎？
在這檔以情感修複為主旨展開的綜藝節目裏，江乘只是個空降來賓，很多時候都作為路人，充當游戲環節裏湊數的角色。
實際上，如果要在修複親密關系的主題上較真，他可能還不及三歲的竹竹小朋友。
江乘在親密關系上的段位，網友們是分析過的。
俗稱小學雞。
這段時間以來，江乘不趕路，始終捂着耳朵維持現狀。
原以為一切将這樣繼續下去，直到剛才，他看見那兩張照片。
首先，她為什麽要藏照片？
當時的照片，她沒有毫不猶豫地丢掉。
不留地址，也不留手機號碼，但只要帶着身份證去時間郵局，就能打開這封明信片。
當年的紀凝，并不知道自己将會遭遇車禍失憶。
她用如此迂回的方式，留下了照片。
不舍得将合照處理……
這難道——
還、不、愛、嗎？
其次，在看見照片時，她有轉瞬即逝的失神。
希望別人相信真心話大冒險的鬼話，是為了維持她的熒幕形象。
而他自己不信，內心雀躍，是希望藉由照片，讓她回憶起那些甜蜜的時光。
也許別人并沒有注意到她細微變化的表情，但江乘看見了。
怔然的那一刻，她在想什麽？
是想起了那些時光，哪怕只是一個瞬間嗎？
“江乘。”紀凝擡眼，指着明信片上的鉛筆字，“寫錯字了，你去幫我買一塊橡皮。”
“馬上。”
她看見江總離開的時候，神采飛揚。
“寶寶，你爸怎麽了？”
“開心哇！”
紀凝：？
江總的背影，意氣風發——
她想起來了。
要不她怎麽不使喚別人，光使喚他呢？！
……
影後一家的小隔間裏，向星晖将明信片放在桌上。
“你的字比較漂亮，你來寫。”丁暮芸說。
“那我就寫了。”向星晖握着筆，“心願清單，寄給二十年後的我們。”
寫在明信片上的心願清單，這同樣是洲洲之前從未見識過的。
他坐在椅子上，看着向星晖灑脫的字跡在卡片上飛揚，目不轉睛。
“二十年後會發生什麽？到時候，我們應該已經六十歲了。”
“暮芸終于舍得放下事業，答應和我一起環游世界。走過每一個城市，我們都要嘗一嘗當地熱門的小吃。六十歲的年紀，半退圈的狀态，不需要再控制飲食和身材，同時牙口還算好，吃什麽都香。”
“洲洲大學畢業了，也不知道有沒有繼續深造。但不管是繼續念書，還是開始工作，爸爸媽媽都會支持你。”
“當然，如果洲洲和爸爸一樣，年紀輕輕就遇到自己真心喜歡的女孩，準備早早步入婚姻的殿堂，我也不會反對。”
丁暮芸推了他一把：“孩子還小，你說什麽呢。”
“事實嘛。”向星晖笑道。
在節目中，他們從劍拔弩張，到逐漸願意信任理解彼此，走過了漫長的心路。
其實并不是節目組為他們安排了量身定做的修複關系環節，實際上，打心底裏，他們本身就是不願意放棄這段婚姻的。
也好在沒有放棄，他們攜手走到了今天。
走向未來。
網友們總說，丁暮芸是個擰巴的人，在鏡頭前假裝随性自在，實則既要又要。
在這段婚姻裏，向星晖挑不出毛病，反倒是她，總是不夠堅定。
甚至當洲洲來到他們家，她還是不夠堅定。
但孩子有什麽錯呢？
丁暮芸伸手，就像向星晖那樣，搭住洲洲的肩膀。
孩子有些僵硬，剛要擡起半邊肩膀，忽地動作頓住。
丁暮芸的唇角還帶着笑意，餘光裏注意到洲洲怨恨的神情。
她還以為自己看錯了，微微一愣。
向星晖用力捏住洲洲的半邊肩膀，使了使勁。
他的神色變得嚴厲，直到洲洲垂下腦袋。
“你幹什麽啊！”丁暮芸猛一下拍走向星晖的手。
她還沒有做好當媽媽的準備。
都沒來得及過度，直接邁開大步子，變成五歲小孩的母親。
愛是退讓，也是包容。
一開始，丁暮芸勉強着自己，慢慢地，她認為作為媽媽，應該是有一套公式的。
“松開，孩子疼了。”丁暮芸氣憤道。
向星晖松開了手。
也許是感受到被保護，又或者是丁暮芸的高聲吓到洲洲，他的嘴角往下彎了一下。
随即，他的目光望向那張明信片。
小小男子漢，就連落淚，都在咬着嘴唇隐忍。
直到下一刻，丁暮芸輕輕摟住他。
“好了好了，哭什麽呢？”
小孩兒在養母的懷裏擡起頭。
他的淚水，被她用紙巾輕輕擦去，動作優雅而緩慢。
影後一家完成這封明信片，一起将它投進時間郵局外的信箱裏。
洲洲一個人落在後邊。
沒過多久，他看見向星晖轉身。
在鏡頭拍攝盲區，向星晖的聲音壓得很低。
“想被送回大伯家，還是留下來？”
“你自己選。”
丁暮芸注意到丈夫和洲洲慢下腳步，好奇地回頭。
轉身時，她看見向星晖和煦的笑臉。
而洲洲，亦步亦趨地，緩慢地走上前來。
他的聲音非常輕，像是蚊子咬，語氣無助：“媽媽……”
丁暮芸一怔，錯愕地牽起他的手。
“在呢。”她應了一聲。
……
網友們的眼睛就是尺。
他們敏銳地發現，離開時間郵局後，很多嘉賓的狀态，都起了微妙變化。
洲洲大部分時候，與丁暮芸待在一起。看不出來他是否還排斥養母，但至少，孩子跨出了艱難的一步，向她靠近。丁暮芸在學習當媽媽的過程中，找到了合适的模板，照着紀凝的做法，向小朋友示好。
向星晖很欣慰，總是用溫和的目光，望着他們的互動，嘴角的弧度越來越深，笑容更加多了。
童之樂收到一份小禮物，那是章彥希送給她的橡皮擦。
網友們早就注意到，很多時候，刺頭妹妹的尖銳不過是虛張聲勢，其實她就像個小女孩，打開這盒橡皮擦時動作很小，輕輕觸碰，生怕将它們弄髒。
“一盒橡皮而已，寶貝成什麽樣了。”童之奇說，“你要是喜歡，我多給你買幾盒。”
童之奇真又回了郵局一趟，不過妹妹緊緊追随。
說是追随，還不如稱之為“追殺”，她在後邊嚷嚷着，讓他別浪費這個錢。
又不是每天要寫鉛筆字的小學生，買這麽多橡皮，哪裏能擦得完？
望着兄妹倆打鬧的樣子，紀凝樂出聲。
她提着時間郵局裏精美的包裝紙袋，拿出剛才竹竹挑選的鋼筆。
“竹竹，你忘記配墨水啦！”
“墨水……”
紀凝對她說，鋼筆可和鉛筆不同，不是削一下就能寫的。
得配上墨水，才能寫出流暢的字。
小團子鼓着腮幫子“噗噗”兩下：“就像烏賊噴墨！”
紀凝發現自己真是低估了寶寶。
她還知道烏賊一肚子的墨水呢！
為了鼓勵崽崽早日擺脫小文盲的身份，紀凝讓她向烏賊看齊。
有朝一日，她也有擁有一肚子墨水的！
【烏賊：萬萬沒想到，這節目還有我的戲份呢。】
【小動物們都排排隊，總有一天會被我們寶寶一家cue到的，一個都不能少。】
【你們都在說，嘉賓們跟剛才不一樣了，但我怎麽覺得，就數江總的變化最明顯呢？】
江乘的情緒起伏，确實是最大的一個。
像是什麽面不改色、面無表情、毫無波瀾之內的慣常形容，至少在當下，對他不适用。
在網友們沒有注意到的角落，人機再次進化，完成真正意義上的自我攻略。
就像開屏的孔雀，江總心情愉悅，連步伐都很輕快。
[Indeed, Teacher Xia still has something. After this visit, many guests have gotten rid of their half-dead state.]
【Whether it was the paper airplane, meditation, spa, or the time post office, everything was well arranged. After flying the paper airplane, everyone smiled a little more. After meditation and spa, we relieved our fatigue. Plus, after sending postcards at the time post office, not to mention the guests, even I felt relaxed.】
[I am looking forward to tomorrow's trip to the amusement park even more! 】
Before returning to the resort, the guests sent three representatives to negotiate with the director team.
"Director Tao, is today a spiritual journey?"
"The tasks throughout the day are a process of spiritual cleansing. The setting of each project is closely linked to each other."
Director Tao appreciated it very much and nodded with a smile.
"It's almost dark now--" Tong Zhiqi continued laying the mat.
Director Tao smiled: "Hmm?"
"No one wants to wash vegetables and dishes after cleansing their mind!" Ji Ning cooperated well.
“If I have to go home and cook, today’s spiritual journey will be in vain!” said Tong Zhile.
The other guests immediately nodded their heads.
Seeing that this was an obvious pit, Director Tao actually stepped into it and kept complaining.
The guest representatives won a great victory.
Teacher Xia followed the program's procedures throughout the whole process. In the later stages, except for occasional interviews in the post-interview segment to output some professional theoretical knowledge, she basically had no role. She made preparations to go to the amusement park tomorrow, arranged the order of the attractions reasonably, and after completing the simple work at hand, she waited for the meal.
Teacher Xia has recorded some programs before.
For example, I have been a guest in the observation room of a divorce variety show, and recorded a podcast to explore psychological topics, but this time, it was my first time to be a flying guest and follow everyone around.
You know what, recording the show was quite interesting.
After dinner, they took the bus back home. They were already so far away from the resort without realizing it. The ride was so bumpy that she asked the driver, and he said he would take a long time.
The atmosphere in the carriage was great, and Teacher Xia took out the paper airplanes he had collected in the morning.
At that time, she asked the guests to write down their stress and worries anonymously on paper airplanes.
Now, Teacher Xia unfolds the paper airplane.
Teacher Xia asked the guests to help come up with solutions for each problem on the paper airplane.
[What about the sister who was asked by the leader to gather and fly paper airplanes after overtime? There is a sequel to this game. I hope your boss didn’t see it.]
[I can't see it, the leader is busy working overtime. 】
[Laughing at me, the leader doesn't work overtime, he just orders the slaves to work overtime (with tears and hatred)]
"This paper plane says--"
“It’s hard to please everyone.”
It is impossible to satisfy everyone. The source of this pressure may come from work or life.
No one tried to guess who the paper plane belonged to. On the way back, everyone gave sincere and warm advice.
"Who cares what others say? Just keep your dissatisfaction to yourself."
"Create everyone!"
Tong Zhiqi: ...
If you are a fan of Chuangfei, I will be out of work.
One after another, Teacher Xia unfolded pieces of cardboard.
When her eyes fell on a painting, she looked puzzled.
After analyzing for a long time, Teacher Xia smiled.
"There are a lot of tables, chairs, and benches, and a little man."
"This is a picture drawn by one of the children. It wants to express whether the uneven tables and chairs are a source of security."
This is obviously a painting by Zhuzhu.
After hearing Teacher Xia's explanation, Ji Ning and Jiang Cheng were both worried.
Little Zhuzhu's head was shaking like a toad.
"What does Zhuzhu want to express?" Ji asked nervously.
Jiang Cheng was considering whether to arrange a child psychologist in advance.
Their eyes fell on Zhuzhu's chubby little face.
"What's your problem?"
The little dumpling hung his head and expressed his great worries at this stage.
"Why can't I play under the small table and chair?"
"?"
"Baby, the dust is huge!"
[Hahahaha this is so real! Which kid doesn't want to explore under tables, chairs and benches?]
[Last time I searched all the rooms in the house but couldn't find the goose girl. Later I found a little butt sticking out under the bed. When I pulled her little feet out, I was so disappointed.]
[Grandpa and grandma: Let the kids play! Clean the whole house, hurry up.]
…
The fourth day of the program was about to end, and Ding Muyun had already spoken before the bus stopped at the resort.
"Is the room repaired?"
The actress is quite talkative.
The program was recorded for four days in such cold weather, and she, her husband and children lived in the small shabby house for three whole days.
[Really, I can't stand it anymore. A poor night's rest will directly affect the recording of the next day's program, especially since the actress said before that her sleep quality is average.]
[Can’t stand it +1! ]
[Persisting in the harsh environment for a day or two is already a sign of respect for the program crew as a triple-Award-winning actress, but do the program crew take the actress's family seriously? ]
Ding Muyun has always been dedicated to her work, but at this moment she had a sullen face, and she had already reached the limit of her tolerance.
The couple's accompanying PD hurried to comfort them, and Director Tao's mind was also working quickly.
The air pressure in the carriage dropped, and the driver did not dare to stop even when the bus passed by the dilapidated cabin.
At this time, the actress' family, along with other guests, were sent to a luxurious cabin.
Ding Muyun said that she must try to move in today.
The little guy had been curled up in the quilt and sleeping for several days. The child at least called her "Mom", so she had to do something for him.
"We'll discuss this slowly," said Director Tao. "Let's take it easy. Slow things down and things will turn out well."
Ji Ning asked Zhu Zhu in a low voice: "Are you hungry?"
Xiaotuanzi didn't eat much for dinner.
There were exquisite little cakes on the counter of the coffee bar in the Time Post Office. Ji Ning bought a few for her at that time. She ate so much that her stomach was full and she couldn't eat any more for dinner.
At dinner, the baby only ate a few mouthfuls of rice and vegetables.
I heard that just holding on would not work as it would cause food accumulation, so Ji Ning didn't force herself.
But I can’t let the baby go hungry. Raising a child is too difficult.
"I'm hungry!" Zhuzhu said in a baby voice, feeling her empty stomach.
"What to eat?" Ji Ning thought carefully. This was another big problem.
"How about fried eggs?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"I want to do it too!" The baby immediately became his father's little tail.
They went into the kitchen together.
It was just a fried egg, but the father and daughter were very happy and asked a lot of questions.
Zhang Yanxi and Xiang Xinghui asked for one each and kept saying thank you for the trouble.
In the kitchen, Jiang Cheng picked up his daughter.
The baby stretched out his chubby little arm, poked the display screen, and turned on the range hood.
[Stretching out a little arm and flying in the air, just like Astro Boy! ]
[I still remember when my baby first participated in the show, he felt so strange even being picked up. Now he can be kissed, hugged and lifted up every day. It’s great! ]
[If you don't understand, please ask. Can anyone tell me what Astro Boy is? ]
【Sigh, it is the tears of the times again.】
Frying a poached egg also requires skills.
Jiang Cheng followed the recipe he had learned step by step, and also passed on his skills to his son.
The first step is to determine whether the eggs are fresh.
"If the yolk spreads, it's not fresh anymore," Zhuzhu said. "It's not a good egg."
Jiang Cheng almost forgot that the baby is better at cooking than him.
Cold oil was put into the pot and the sound of the range hood started, but it was not noisy. The sound of discussion outside the kitchen could be heard from time to time.
"Besides the simple--ahem, plain cabin, we have four rooms left here."
"One room for President Jiang, one room for the siblings, one room for Ji Ning and Zhu Zhu, and one room for Yan Xi..."
Ding Muyun said: "That is to say, as long as we free up a room, we can move in."
"That's right in theory," the staff member was still considering, "but the question is, who can vacate the room?"
Little Dumpling poked his head out of the kitchen: "My dad!"
Mr. Jiang:!
The little cotton-padded jacket suddenly stopped leaking air.
Little Dumpling ran back from the kitchen door.
The photographer captured a close-up of Jiang Cheng's slender and bony fingers.
Two "dong dong" sounds, the eggs are being knocked.
The sound of discussion was heard again.
"Is Mr. Jiang moving to the daughter's room?"
"Ningning, your room should be quite empty, can you let him sleep on the floor?"
With a "bang", the eggs fell into the pot, and Mr. Jiang was very happy.
Little Tuanzi generously suggested: "My dad can live with Uncle Movie King."
After he finished speaking, the baby stared at the egg yolk slowly spreading in the pot: "Dad, this is a big bad egg!"
Jiang Cheng: ...
The same to you!