Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

"Brother, I'm leaving. We're going to eat at ten o'clock tomorrow afternoon on the plane. It's a pity that Brother Yue didn't come this time. It's just me, Brother Luan and the three of us."

After finishing speaking, Guo Qiling waved his hands and left the hotel room.

This made Qi Yuncheng think, did he just hook up with him to eat hot pot by talking about the Spring Festival Gala?
Good guy, there really isn't a good person who talks about cross talk.

Especially Dalin, he is actually better than anyone else, otherwise he would be able to mix the circle like a fish in water.

But once he left, Qi Yuncheng did pay attention to it. The Spring Festival Gala is a good platform. Although some programs have declined, its traffic cannot be surpassed.

It is impossible for any local station to do it.

But it is very difficult to go up.

Now whoever is invited, Xiao Xianrou can perform some embarrassing sketches. One can imagine how difficult the problems involved are.

The only way is to recreate the drum music and make it appear in the audience's field of vision.

All in all, it is enough to work hard on this aspect this year, but to put it bluntly, going to the Spring Festival Gala is nothing more than getting more people's attention.

It is best to be able to go up, and there is nothing wrong with not being able to go up.

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Yuncheng made some decisions in his mind, and then made a video chat with his family, and then went to sleep.

I slept until the next day, and after eating something in the morning, I had hot pot with Dalin and Dui Luan around ten o'clock.

The three of them ate lightly, did not drink, just ate.

After eating, Qi Yuncheng started to fly back, while the master and uncle were still dealing with the branch site, it wasn't that he didn't want to help.

The key doesn't help.

He doesn't understand these things, so it's enough for the old two to come forward and think about it.

So I arrived in Yanjing at four or five o'clock in the afternoon. When I went back to Yanjing, I bought some meat for my wife and I to make some red meat.

He doesn't like fatty meat very much, but his wife and daughter do.

"Dad, you're back."

As soon as he entered the door, the lovely girl gave a friendly shout, and then hugged her leg fiercely.

This little lead pendant is getting heavier and heavier.

Noodles and Jingjing also came over for the first time, bouncing around.

"Are you back? Douxiaoshe's filming is going well? How many more episodes are there?"

"There are still two issues."

"Quick enough, let me see what you bought."

Because of the "lead pendant" hanging on his leg, it was inconvenient for Qi Yuncheng to move around. Song Yi went to pick up what her husband had bought, and found that he bought meat and some delicious snacks.

"What are you going to do for dinner today? Do you want me to make it? I'm fine with some fried meat."

"Forget it, I'll do it, I'll make you a red pork belly."

"Yes, I haven't eaten this for a long time."

Song Yi hurriedly took the things and put them aside, turned her head to look at Xixi who was still hugging her father's legs, the older she got, the more dishonest she became, "It's fun, right? You won't let your father cook, so I'll do it cook for you."

Hearing her mother's voice, Xixi obediently let go of her legs and hands. She still knows how her mother cooks, and it's not very tasty.

Sometimes it is salty, sometimes it is light, every dish may be a surprise.

And at this time, Jingjing suddenly spoke, but because of excitement, he said too quickly, "Dad#￥%大西哒!"

"What do you mean this is?"

He is still a child over one year old, and sometimes he can hear clearly when he speaks slowly, but becomes ambiguous and bald when he speaks quickly.

But Xixi understood very well, and quickly explained, "My brother said that Dad bought a big watermelon."

"How did you understand that?"

"Xixi understood it as soon as she heard it."

"It seems that you have learned this baby language before, please speak slowly."

"Dad, buy, a big watermelon."

"That's right, I'll buy it for you later."

Qi Yun is content with his intentions. Although he is still young, he is subconsciously cultivating his clarity of speech, which can be regarded as training him.

But he turned his head to look around, and asked curiously, "Where's Mom?"

"Mom went back to find my dad. My dad is doing well at home. Mom can't see it, so I went to clean him up."

"That's it."

Qi Yuncheng was helpless, it seemed that his father-in-law was going to be in trouble.

But hurry up, let's cook first.

It's already time for dinner.

So in the kitchen, I cut vegetables neatly and packed some dishes, as I usually prepare a lot at home.

When it was tangent, Song Yi came over from time to time to take a look, obviously hungry, and wanted to see how far he could do it.

"Do you still remember when my wife arranged the kitchen for you? Do you think it's better to put the range hood here, put the dishes and chopsticks there, and install the faucet here, but they are all according to your preferences and style. .”

Qi Yuncheng looked at his beautiful daughter-in-law and complained.

In front of her husband, Song Yi still looked like a child, sticking out her tongue, "You don't care about me, it's not because you think my cooking is not delicious, how long will it be?"

"almost."

"Then your beautiful daughter-in-law will wait obediently with your two children."

Turning around and going back, Song Yi took his son and daughter and began to wait.

Soon after.

Fry a few vegetables and stew some soup.

After all the dishes were finished, Xixi and Song Yi looked at the maroon red and fragrant braised pork. They sat at the dining table without saying a word, holding each other with chopsticks. It was obvious that they liked eating very much. .

Only the baby son doesn't like to eat it.

"Father, Xixi is for you to eat."

After eating a few braised pork, Xixi suddenly picked up a piece of meat for her father, but Song Yi laughed while eating the meat, "Your father can't eat meat with fat, it's a waste of your heart."

"No, Xixi is not blind."

Feeling angry, Xixi used her chopsticks to pick up the meat again, thinking that she wanted to eat it herself, but suddenly bit the fat meat twice with her small mouth and ate it, leaving only a little lean meat in her father's bowl inside.

"Father, eat, you can eat, Xixi has taken care of it."

Looking at the lean meat on the white rice in the bowl, Qi Yuncheng didn't know how happy he was, "Why do I feel like I've become a child."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xixi took another piece from the plate, took two bites herself, and put it in Dad's bowl.

Back and forth, Qi Yuncheng had enough to eat four or five pieces of braised pork.

Even in the end, Qi Yun got used to it, and took the initiative to pick it up and hand it to the daughter's mouth. The daughter also poked her head out of the way and took two bites, biting off the fat.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Qi Yuncheng's mouth slightly raised, which was all too familiar.

Because when I first came to Deyun, I don’t like to eat fatty meat. Grandpa Zhang and the others also know, but sometimes cooking has to have fatty meat, such as pickled pork with pickled vegetables. Grandpa Zhang and the others use chopsticks to separate the fat and lean meat Meat separated.

Now the person who separates the fat from the lean is his daughter.

"Oh, Xixi really deserves to be my daughter."

Husband liked it, Song Yi's expression began to be weird, "Your daughter is fascinated by this, I even gnawed apples for you before, don't you praise me?"

"Can that be the same?"

"Why is it different? Didn't it just get the skin off for you?"

"The key point is that if you give me the apple peel, I can eat it. You have to eat it with your mouth."

"That also shows my love, doesn't it?"

The husband and wife were joking. At the same time, Song Yi, as a mother, did not forget to be respectful. She also bit the fat meat and passed it to her son. He would eat it without the fat meat.

"Sometimes I feel that Xixi engraved my model, and Jing Jing engraved yours. It stands to reason that Jing Jing should be like me."

"Who knows." Qi Yuncheng didn't care about this, he just watched the two children get well.

"Honey, come, I'll bite you."

For a moment Song Yi happily put the lean meat that had been bitten off the fat in her husband's bowl.

"No, no! This meal will be eaten by Xixi's father, and the next meal will be eaten by mother."

"Yes, this is still up for grabs." Qi Yuncheng smiled from ear to ear.

Song Yi had no choice but to say, "All right, all right, you love your father, and I love your father too, do you know that?"

"Then mom next time." Xixi said in a childish voice.

"You are looking forward to the next time Dad will cook braised pork for you again."

Song Yi didn't understand what this glutton was thinking, so he pointed it out immediately.

When the point was broken, Xixi stopped talking and began to distract her father by biting the fat.

As for Jingjing's stability at the dinner table, it's fortunate that he's not as stable as his sister, otherwise the two children in the family would not be enough.

"Don't tell me, once Mom is gone, I feel pretty good, no one cares about me anymore."

Song Yi secretly had fun while eating, but that's not the case. Although they have two children now, their mother is here, so they will treat them like children no matter what.

However, it was said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would be here, and the next second, Mom made a video call and came over.

"Come on, let me see what you cook? Yuncheng is back, right? Then I'm relieved, and I'm still worried that she will order takeaway for her children.

The oil and water of the takeaway is choking. "

"Takeaway is actually pretty good." Song Yi replied weakly while holding the phone.

"Not bad, give me less."

"Then you come back this time and bring me some fish cakes to eat."

"You're just greedy, don't talk about it, I asked your dad to buy something, why haven't you come back yet, I'll go and see."

Before he could say a few words, the video hung up.

Song's mother was busy with her own affairs, but Qi Yuncheng felt that the daughter-in-law and the whole family were interesting.

Happy day.

"Dad will definitely have a scolding meal, let's eat quickly."

Song Yi immediately speeded up the pace of eating. As soon as her mother speeded up, Xixi followed suit, as if she thought she could go out late for dinner.

"Dad, buy a big watermelon."

Suddenly he shouted respectfully.

"Understood, I will never forget, if you don't eat fat meat, then eat lean meat well."

After instructing his son, Qi Yuncheng and his family began to eat seriously.

But when I come back, I don’t just play with my wife and children.

Also performed for Lanlan.

It's a pity that she has late self-study tonight, so she can't come here, but the popularity of the small drum music session on the Internet is superimposed one after another.

They are all from Tianjin, and most of them are old gentlemen who like drum music. They know better than anyone what it means to have a child who can hold a special performance.

I'm afraid it will be lively to a certain extent that day.

It's even quite possible that some old gentlemen you don't know will come over.

Needless to say, the media has long been paying attention.

There is quite a feeling that Qi Yuncheng opened a commercial performance in Tianjin. Of course, the scale is not that big. The small theater can only seat 300 people, but the lively energy can reach that kind.

After all, behind Lanlan is also the big tree Deyun.

"It's been a few days. I don't know if this girl can do it."

After putting the two children to sleep at night, Qi Yuncheng looked at his mobile phone in the living room, and took the initiative to send messages and chat with his wife.

I learned from my wife that everything has been arranged.

The same goes for costumes and assistants.

This time the lineup is not low, Tao Yang, him and Mr. Zhang Yali.

With three people added together, it is impossible to worry about selling tickets.

Captivates audiences of all ages.

At the beginning of Dalin's opening, the master, uncle, and he also went to assist him in the performance, and they really praised him.

Now after this small special session, Zhou Gulan is probably going to be a little bit hotter.

See if she can stand the pressure herself.

Actors who have held a small special and those who have not held a small special are actually two concepts.

He has been around and knows that kind of mood change very well.

"Honey, are you still thinking about Lanlan? Don't worry, Lanlan is doing well. I told her then that I am very confident now."

After washing up in the evening, Song Yi cheerfully came over to her husband's side, then sat down on his lap generously, put her arms around his neck, and pressed against his body, wanting to make some special intimacy.

It hasn't been like this for a long time. After having a child at home, all kinds of troubles.

The daughter-in-law was sitting on his lap, Qi Yuncheng put his arms around her slender waist and said with a smile, "Then it seems that you, the mistress, have played a little role."

"What is a little bit, it has a great effect, okay?"

Song Yi said, and then kissed her husband on the face, and hugged her husband well after the kiss.

After being married for so long, I have always loved him so much.

My heart is always sweet.

As for the daughter-in-law's action, Qi Yuncheng was speechless, "Do you need to be so anxious to take advantage of yourself?"

"Why don't you worry, these two children, you don't know when they will wake up, especially Xixi, her sleepiness is too strange. She is clearly asleep, but there is a high probability that she will wake up later."

"It seems to be my fault." Qi Yuncheng knew the reason, because he was often busy, and he got home at eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock or even one o'clock after the performance.

Xixi also knew that she was home late, and she probably woke up instinctively because she wanted to see if her father was back.

If you wake up a lot, sometimes your body will have a memory.

"Honey, give me a kiss."

"Row."

How could Qi Yuncheng not like such a beautiful daughter-in-law sitting on his lap, and during the kiss, Xixi, who was sleeping, really woke up, and even she who was sleeping on the second floor went down the stairs to look.

At first glance, I just saw my parents kissing my mother.

She saw them, and they saw her, looking at each other without speaking.

After a few seconds of silence, Song Yi sat on top of her husband and couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong, girl?"

Without saying a word, she went back upstairs to her room with the sleepy Xixi.

The husband and wife couldn't understand what was going on, maybe they were sleepy and confused.

As a result, seven or eight seconds later, the little girl came down again, and there was a burst of crying when she came down.

"Xixi wants Dad to kiss!! Dad didn't kiss Xixi today!"

The child was crying, and Song Yi sat on her husband's lap greedily, not wanting to leave at all, "Can I still have this child? It took seven or eight seconds to react."

"I guess I thought the opening method was wrong just now, and I want to open it again."

Qi Yuncheng thought about it with a smile, but Song Yi didn't let him get up anyway, and used his own body weight to hold him down.

"I'll go and hug her, day by day, I like you so much, I'll be like this for a day or two."