Chapter 477: All Finished
The twelve groups of guests left one by one with their accompanying cameramen and assistants. Kang's mother lingered at the end, holding a three-year-old baby in one hand and a two-year-old baby in the other.
Di Guoliang was tall and strong to begin with, and with his cotton-padded clothes on in winter, he looked like a bear coming out of the mountains to look for food, which was particularly intimidating.
Who could believe that he was just a 13-year-old boy with an immature mind and a half-baked mind? !
From the moment the pairing was confirmed, Kang's mother was a little dazed.
The pairing of the twelve groups of guests was also broadcast live, with each parent coming forward to draw the number tags corresponding to their children from the box.
With a one in six chance, she could draw Di Guoliang who looks difficult to discipline!
She, all the viewers watching the live broadcast, and the vast majority of the staff, all had enough trust and blind admiration for An Zhixia and never doubted the unfairness of the ball grab.
Little did they know that the box was a magic prop with a mechanism that could be operated at will; it was a true "black box operation".
These twelve little guests were selected from many children by An Zhixia after personally studying their information, and were also paired up based on each other's family situations.
While ensuring the healthy development of children's body and mind, it also allows the other family to get along. Of course, variety shows must also be considered.
"Mom, why don't we leave? I'm starving," Di Guoliang said. He has a loud voice, and it's like he's yelling when he opens his mouth.
Mother Zhong was so frightened that she trembled and nodded quickly: "Let's go, let's go." As she said that, she led the child and walked hurriedly in front. Her heart was beating fast, and she didn't know how to explain to her husband when she got home.
Shanghai is more than 1,400 kilometers away from Kyoto, but there are many stations along the way and it takes twenty-six or twenty-seven hours to get there.
Mother Zhong first took the child back to the guesthouse of Tomorrow Culture Company and packed her luggage, which consisted of only some diapers and clothes for the child, and then the food she had prepared early in the morning.
Di Guoliang took it, put on his bag and carried the bag, and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm strong, I'll help you!"
Zhong's mother smiled and took him to the bus station.
Because she brought her child, she asked the company to buy her a seat ticket and a standing ticket. Although the prices were the same, there were many people going to Shanghai, so she had to rely on connections and spend some money to get a seat ticket.
But she was unwilling to spend two more dollars.
With Di Guoliang, a strong kid, leading the way, she got on the bus and found a seat easily.
Mother Zhong said apologetically, "The production team took care of the three of us and got us a seat. I can only trouble you to find a seat at the front of the carriage."
Di Guoliang waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, Mom, I'm not tired. I can just stand here. If I get tired, I can sit on the floor. I can even crawl under the seat to sleep at night!"
Zhong's mother's expression was stiff. She wanted to spend less time with him, but why didn't he have any tact? If Zhong Kangle was here, he would have left quietly, right?
"Mom, I'm so hungry," Di Guoliang's thundering voice sounded in my ears again.
The two children clung to Kang Meixin, glancing over with their big eyes from time to time. Once they saw Di Guoliang, they were so scared that their lips turned up, and they no longer had the arrogance they used to boss their brother around.
People around also looked over.
After everyone settled down, they looked around to see who was around, after all, they would be staying for more than ten or twenty hours.
Furthermore, Di Guoliang's appearance was too intimidating, and his voice was so loud that he quickly became the focus of the entire carriage.
And everyone is particularly passionate about eating.
The two little guys were also crying out for hunger and were very impatient.
Mother Zhong put the two children on their seats and began to rummage through her bag, stuffing a biscuit into each of their bags.
"I don't want to eat the biscuits," the little boy threw the biscuits to the ground, making everyone feel heartbroken.
The little girl also hummed: "I want to eat the braised pork, the kind that you buy on the bus and top it with rice!"
Three-year-olds can already clearly express what they want.
Needless to say, they had tasted it when they came by car, and they were missing it now.
Di Guoliang also nodded and looked at her with eager eyes: "Mom, I want to eat too. Two servings are not enough. I can eat five servings!"
The three children's noise made her feel overwhelmed.
This is not about eating, it's clearly about eating money and eating her flesh!
One meal is enough for two small kids to have two meals, but doesn’t we still have Di Guoliang?
She could only comfort the two little ones, "Chuanchuan, Yangyang, Mommy doesn't have much money left in her pocket. I'll buy each of you a fried dough twist later, okay?
I’ll make braised pork for you when I get home!”
"No, what you cook is not as delicious as the one on the train! I want to eat it, otherwise I will tell Dad that all your money was spent by your eldest son!" Pei Guangchuan hugged his chest and hummed.
"Yes, I will testify for my brother!" Pei Xueyang nodded angrily.
Zhong's mother had no choice but to whisper to Di Guoliang, "Guoliang, I don't have much money, so I can only buy one. You're older now, so give some to your brothers and sisters."
Here, here are the cakes, eggs, and steamed buns I bought. Eat some first, and I’ll make them when we get home.”
The smile on Di Guoliang's face disappeared, which made Zhong's mother tremble with fear.
He took the bag from her hand and sat on it, blocking the aisle completely.
Mother Zhong served the two little ancestors, while Di Guoliang buried his head in eating.
The audience saw that he kept eating without stopping, and finished all the food prepared by Zhong's mother!
There were eight eggs, six strips of dried meat, six large steamed buns, six pancakes, and a small jar of pickled vegetables! This should be enough food for several meals, right?
Not to mention the audience, even the passengers nearby were staring with their eyes wide open in shock.
No wonder he is so strong and sturdy. Not an ordinary family can afford to support him!
After feeding the two children, Zhong's mother made a cup of milk powder for each of them. Since the photographer and assistant were there, she didn't want to be too obvious, so she made a cup of light brown sugar water for Di Guoliang.
After gulping down the whole jar, Di Guoliang burped and said, "It feels good!"
Mrs. Zhong was about to take the bag to eat her own meal, but she found that the bag was empty.
She looked pale and asked Di Guoliang: "Guoliang, where is the rice inside?"
"Have you finished eating?" He asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Mom, didn't you prepare it for me?"
"You ate all this?" She couldn't help but raise her voice to the point of almost losing it.
Di Guoliang scratched his head embarrassedly, "My mother also praised me for my good appetite."
Is this a compliment?!
Mother Zhong took a deep breath and said, "Guoliang, this is the meal I prepared for you for the day. We won't be in Shanghai until tomorrow afternoon."
You've finished eating, what shall we eat?"
(End of this chapter)
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