Chapter 474: Fun, Right?
It turned out that when Di's mother came out of the toilet, she met the cleaning lady biting into a meat bun.
She looked at the buns, which had thin skin and rich fillings and were very delicious, and asked the cleaning lady where she bought them.
The cleaning lady smiled and said, "This is our working meal.
We were busy working early in the morning and finally had time to go to the restaurant on the seventh floor to get it.
We are so lucky today, because the 'Fake Daddy, Fake Mommy' show just started filming, and the restaurant chef steamed a lot of buns for the staff to carry."
Hearing this, Di's mother hurriedly took her own bag first, and was led by the staff all the way to the restaurant. When she arrived at the window for picking up steamed buns, she smiled and said, "Hello, Master. I'm from the 'Fake Daddy, Fake Mommy' program team. I'm here to pick up steamed buns. Please fill my bag for me."
Di's father was diligent and brave during his lifetime, and he made many contributions, so he was promoted quickly. He only kept five yuan a month for reserve, and mailed the rest of his salary, bonuses and subsidies back home to Di's mother.
Di's mother managed all the farm and household chores, and even with the children she could earn 7 or 8 centimeters, so she didn't need to spend money on food. She used the money she saved to build a very grand house, and also bought a lot of furniture and electrical appliances.
After Di's father died, the Di family received a large pension.
After the economy eased, she simply raised a lot of poultry and livestock at home, and stopped working hard in the fields. Therefore, there were not many traces of time on Di's mother's face, and the calluses on her hands became thinner. In addition, she was a straightforward and clean person, so the chefs really mistook her for a staff member.
Of course there are enough buns.
After Di's mother got the buns, she quickly found her son. The two of them hid in the stairwell and each of them held one bun and ate it with garlic cloves like hamsters. They also drank spinach and egg drop soup. It was so delicious!
After eating until their bellies were full, the mother and son divided the remaining buns equally and went their separate ways.
Little did they know that their every move was captured by surveillance cameras.
An Zhixia happened to be patrolling backstage. After seeing this, she chuckled and directed the staff to edit the film.
The accidental events, coupled with pleasant music, amusing text and a combination of fast forward, slow forward and reverse playback, are extremely magical.
If it were released in later times, it would definitely be a collection of emoticons!
This also opens a new door for technicians.
They began to try fancy editing, and since then the programs have become lively and playful, and more variety show-like.
When Zhong Kangle was eating the third bun, Di's mother stopped him from eating any more. "I see you don't usually eat so much, don't stuff yourself. If you like it, I'll heat it up for you when you get home."
She had already filled a jar with water, sprinkled a pinch of brown sugar into it, and handed it over.
Zhong Kangle picked it up and gulped it down, then pushed the remaining half back.
Mother Di smiled and said, "My child, I am a person who doesn't take being bullied and I am very protective of my shortcomings. You are my son, and I will definitely treat you well.
Just ask for whatever you want or any suggestions you have.
Although my mother is not well educated and cannot read, she listens to the radio every day and never misses a day's news, LB, and various programs that educate children.
I’m very open-minded!”
Zhong Kangle is a loner by nature and doesn't like to talk. He is also in the voice changing period, making him even more reluctant to speak.
He opened his mouth and hummed in a muffled voice.
Mother Di smiled and didn't care. She kept muttering, "Let's have a pancake with pickles tonight. I made the pickles myself. They are especially salty, fragrant and crispy..."
Zhong Kangle was not annoyed. Instead, he looked at her and listened attentively. From time to time, he pursed his lips, forced a faint smile, and nodded in response to her.
He felt that a nagging and worrying woman was what a mother should be like, but his mother only left this kind of warmth to her later children.
Perhaps her marriage to her father was simply a result of helplessness due to reality, or perhaps her father was too accommodating and tolerant towards her mother, indulging her willfulness and fostering her selfishness.
It was already evening when they got off the bus.
Di Mu's eldest brother came to pick them up in the team's ox cart.
The photographer and the assistant pretended to seek refuge with colleagues and relatives who had settled in Shedong Village and took a ride with them.
"Brother, this is your nephew Zhong Kangle," Mother Di jumped into the car, put her hands behind her back and hunched her neck as she introduced him. "Son, this is your great uncle."
Uncle Di's hand holding the luggage trembled violently, and he turned his head and leaned over to whisper with gritted teeth: "Little sister, what did you say?
Where did you get me such a big nephew?
How many times have I told you this?
Now is the new Xia China, the old society's practices are no longer popular.
Liangzi's father is gone, you have done your duty to the Di family by taking care of him for three to five years and raising him up. You can't say no to anyone you marry next time.
But you can't do anything stupid!
Looking at the child's age, you wouldn't have done that while Liangzi's father was still alive..."
"Bah, you really are my dear brother, don't you think well of me?" Mother Di was angry and amused, with a hint of shame and slight sadness.
"It's because your nephew was clamoring not to come back and went to play at someone else's house for two months.
I will bring the child back. After all, we are the ones who get the better deal.
With Liangzi's appetite, he can make people cry." Mother Di shook her head helplessly.
Uncle Di knows very well what his nephew is like.
Di Guoliang is as tall and big as his father. It is said that teenagers can make their fathers go bankrupt, and he is the worst among them.
His appetite is almost the same as that of a new recruit. He eats steamed buns by the basket, and rice and noodles in a basin!
If he is hungry during a meal, he will definitely be in a bad mood, and his expression can cure a child's crying.
"Liangzi, this is not a marriage at all, it's clearly bringing harm to someone else," Uncle Di also muttered guiltily, smiling at Zhong Kangle warmly and kindly.
"Fun, huh?"
"What fun!" Mother Di glared at Uncle Di, "Call him Lele! Our son means healthy and happy, not fun for fun!"
Zhong Kangle's face flushed, and he couldn't help but say, "Can you call me Kangle? I'm already thirteen years old..."
"What's wrong with being thirteen years old? Isn't he the apple of your eye? Just be happy!" Di's mother said with a smile.
Zhong Kangle stood there in a daze, then out of the corner of his eye he saw the photographer and assistant following him in the car, and his pounding heart instantly calmed down.
He lowered his eyelids and uttered an "oh".
Yes, his biological mother treated him coldly like a stranger, what else could he ask for?
Two hundred bucks would be enough to hire someone to play the role of loving mother and filial son for half a year, right?
Mother Di rubbed his head and said, "Silly boy, I'm not joking.
The fact that you can come to my house means that we have a mother-son relationship.
Isn’t there a saying that goes “Once a teacher, always a father”?
The same applies to us.
Even after the show is recorded, you are still my son and I am still your mother.
Isn't it nice for us to have a relative to rely on, a relationship with and love for each other, and to visit each other often?
No matter how much I say, it's useless. After spending some time with you, you'll know that my mother hates to play tricks."
(End of this chapter)
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