The little stepmother is poor and crazy, the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper Fan

The next second, Xiao Yunsheng was seen taking out sunglasses, a hat, and a complete set of clothing from his small backpack to arm himself.

Fang Qingqing pretended to be weak while peeking at the child's actions. Seeing that he was so well prepared, she said:

"You don't have to worry too much about style. Our main focus is winning with talent."

The little girl pressed down the brim of her hat, covering most of her face, glanced at the photographer beside her, and said in a cold tone: "I still have a long time ahead."

Fang Qingqing: What do you mean?

The confused netizens looked confused, but luckily they had a smart reaction.

[The days to come are still long, and I don’t want the embarrassing things in my childhood to follow me for the rest of my life! 】

[Oh my god, even such a young child knows how to look good. Fang Qingqing, why don’t you know what face is? 】

[You have to beg for food from your mother even though you are shameless. Baby, he is so serious. I cried to death. 】

In the live broadcast, the other guests are either cooking beautifully in the kitchen, or they are already eating at the dining table with a smile on their face.

Only on Fang Qingqing's side, a masked hero sang with a voice without warmth:

"Wumeng Mountain is connected to the mountains outside the mountain, and the moonlight shines on Xiangshui Beach. Can anyone tell me, but the sky is calling you. You can cross a mountain and cross a river, and you will not feel lonely after walking through thousands of mountains and rivers..."

Fang Qingqing was stunned.

The aunt who opened the door was also stunned.

The cameraman was happy and started moving the camera. This is the most popular single recently. Who would have thought that a five-year-old child could sing this song.

After a while, the aunt's family came out, and the grandparents in the lead were so happy that they started to beat the music.

This is the best soundtrack for square dancing!

The barrages were refreshed in large numbers in a short period of time:

[Laughing to death, the singing is serious, yet so cute and pitiful. 】

[Son, how about you change your mother? 】

[I didn’t expect that the singing was so good. Who would have thought that a five-year-old child could sing with the momentum of a 50-year-old. 】

Fang Qingqing grinned as she looked at Xiao Yunsheng's hard performance. This child is really sensible. She knows that older people don't like to hear "dig and dig in a small garden", so she just comes to her age. of golden songs.

He is indeed a devil genius now and a devil villain in the future.

As Xiao Yunsheng sang, he saw more and more people around him. His beautiful eyes behind his sunglasses narrowed, and he saw that Fang Qingqing was already leaning against the corner and preparing to move away from her.

Hmph, want to run?

Do you want to embarrass him alone?

Think beautiful!

Xiao Yunsheng sang and walked to Fang Qingqing to the beat, and then held her big hand with his small hands.

Upon seeing this, the grandma of this family immediately understood. She also took Fang Qingqing's hand and began to move rhythmically back and forth.

"Everyone jump up!"

The director and director who were filming together didn't have to use their own brains at first glance. The material for filming came directly, so why not hurry up and build momentum to make the atmosphere more exciting.

Fang Qingqing twitched the corners of her mouth and squeezed the little hand tightly:

"You are so cruel."

The small breast dumplings were pressed and pressed in her hands:

"Little stepmother, we should share the blessings together, and we should lose the shame together!"

I have to say that Fang Qingqing is really good at finding family. This family has at least four generations living under one roof. There are eight or nine generations of people living in the large courtyard. They all came out now.

That's a lot of fun!

With her body stiffened, Xiao Yunsheng finally finished singing a song.

The old lady looked at Xiao Yunsheng's cute appearance, not to mention how happy she was. She came over and knelt down to hold Xiao Yunsheng in person, and called to Fang Qingqing: "Come on, you are hungry, come in and eat."

A square dance quickly brought everyone closer together.

Fang Qingqing also didn't expect that she was so lucky to knock on the door of a wealthy family.

In the traditional Chinese-style building, there is a large round table in the huge hall, and the sumptuous meals seem to have been arranged in advance.

As soon as it was served on the table, Fang Qingqing started to devour it after a few simple greetings.

I'm really hungry!

On the other hand, Xiao Yunsheng ate very elegantly. While eating, he had to deal with the host's problems at the same time.

Not only that, but they also had to pick up vegetables for Fang Qingqing when they were turning tables, sometimes chicken drumsticks, sometimes pork chops, sometimes vegetables, all of which were nutritionally balanced and nothing was left out.

The plate in front of Fang Qingqing was piled like a mountain.

The host was stunned.

"Baby, you should eat too. Don't just give it to your mother. Eat it yourself."

"My mother doesn't know the difference between grains and grains. I'm afraid she'll overeat."

The smile of the small-breasted dumpling is sweet and cute, which makes people feel soft in their hearts, but his words...

When the host heard what he said, at first glance when Fang Qingqing lowered her head to eat, she thought she was a poor woman with good looks but a weak IQ.

The old woman looked at her with pity.

"It's really pitiful. She's so beautiful, but it's a pity that her brain is broken at such a young age."

After saying that, he looked at his daughter-in-law and said, "Give this girl a bowl of soup. This is a woman's house. It's so pitiful."

"Hey!"

Her daughter-in-law even glanced at Fang Qingqing curiously. She didn't think she was out of mind when she knocked on the door just now.

Fang Qingqing was working hard on the meal. There were too many people talking at the table. After a few words of greeting at first, she became immersed in the meal and automatically blocked their conversation.

When she raised her head, she saw a table of people looking at her with sympathetic eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

"What do you mean?"

She turned her head and asked in a low voice Xiao Yunsheng, who was looking at her mischievously.

"It's okay, are you full?"

"Well, full!"

Fang Qingqing burped and thanked the hosts at the dinner table enthusiastically, "Thank you so much, otherwise we would have starved tonight."

"Poor child, if you come to my house without food in the future, it will not be easy for such a young child to take care of you. It is also dangerous for you to make a fire and cook with a pair of chopsticks."

Grandma looked at the two glamorous people in front of her kindly and distressedly and said.

"Okay, thank you grandma."

Fang Qingqing readily agreed, but she still felt that something was wrong with her words and her eyes.

Why is it difficult to take care of such a young child?

"Mom, is this child's mother a fool?" At the dinner table, the host's child also noticed something was wrong and asked his mother quietly.

The hostess quickly covered her mouth and whispered: "I'm not a fool, maybe I just don't have a good mind."

Fang Qingqing, who was licking leeks off her teeth, had a ferocious expression on her face and her eyes rolled up. When she heard this, she immediately managed her expression. When she wanted to explain, she met the child's sympathetic expression again.

Is it this feeling? It turns out that in their eyes, I am mentally retarded?

After she reacted, she lowered her head and looked at the person who caused all this, and saw that the latter had jumped off the chair, bowed her hands politely and thanked the people at the table:

"Thank you for taking me and my mother to eat. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will repay you when I have the opportunity in the future."

"Oh, what a good boy meeting a poor mother, poor baby."

The old lady couldn't help but get red-eyed when she saw that Xiao Yunsheng was so sensible, polite and attractive, yet she met a mother like Fang Qingqing.

Fang Qingqing was confused.

Just for a meal, she becomes a deadbeat mother?

No!

Misunderstandings that affect your image are rare.

"Grandma, no, I'm not lazy..."

"Mom, let's go, it's already too disturbing."

Before she could finish her words, her hand was grabbed by a pair of soft little hands, half pulling and half pulling her out of the door.