The fake daughter is so rebellious that she goes crazy and scolds you.

[Quack, quack, quack, let’s call you fans to discredit our true fans. Now we should advocate suffering. Wuhu, Wuhu, be happy. 】

[Black fan, why don't you be arrogant? Are you surprised by my sister's eloquence, and then you just fall under her pomegranate skirt? 】

"The official explanation is that if virtue is not worthy of his status, there will be disaster. The meaning is very simple. If a person's virtue is not worthy of his status, then this person will definitely have disaster."

"Why do some people succeed all their lives? Some people are successful in the first half of their lives and then go downhill in the second half of their lives. Some people are poor in the first half of their lives and become prosperous in the second half of their lives."

"It's because their moral bottom line is good and they won't be scumbags on the Internet like you."

"People who really do big things will not come to my live broadcast room because their time is precious."

Wen Yu rolled her eyes at the screen.

Then I glanced at the time and saw that it was almost time.

"Okay, you can pack up and leave. Xiaoba and the tattooed man will be back soon."

After Cui Xiaoli and his wife heard this, they started to pack their things.

As I was packing my things, I seemed to have thought of something.

"Miss Wen, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, are you hungry?"

Wen Yu pointed to the food on the table, "I bought those things from the morning market. Why don't you guys heat them up in the air fryer? They're delicious!"

Only then did Bai Zichen notice that there was food on the table.

He went straight forward and took some things and started to eat them, packing them away while he was eating them.

According to his father's wishes, this family will not come back in a short time.

So he had to pack all his things.

"No, I'm afraid you'll be hungry. If you're hungry, I can make you ribs and beans stewed."

Wen Yu originally had a full meal in the morning, but now she is not hungry at all.

But when I heard the pork ribs stewed with beans, my eyes lit up.

"Pork ribs stewed with beans? Mom, I want to eat it!"

Bai Zichen was chewing fried cakes at this time, jumped out and threw the packed things on the sofa.

Then he got up and walked to the kitchen, then shouted loudly outside.

"Mom, I will help you pick the beans, and I will also take out the meat."

"Go away, you little bastard, I won't cook it for you!" Cui Xiaoli finished scolding and looked at Wen Yu, "Miss Wen, do you want to eat it and have a taste of my cooking?"

Wen Yu also said generously, "Thank you, eldest sister, can you add a little pig to cover me?"

[Why are you so thick-skinned? I guess you can’t even drill through it with an electric drill. 】

[Don’t blame her, I’m a passerby. I feel that Wen Yu is generous and generous, a hundred times better than those dead green teas that are delicate and artificial. 】

[Yes, sister Yu is very lively and cute. I don’t know why those people want to criticize her. I don’t understand but I am shocked. 】

[I feel like the Northeastern eldest sister just wants to be polite, but I didn’t expect Wen Yu to actually go to the pole and ask for it, so shameless! 】

"Okay, okay, I'll do it now."

The contrast between Cui Xiaoli's before and after was a bit obvious, and Bai Zichen couldn't help but curl his lips.

"This is not the first time you disliked Sister Yu. You didn't let me study with her. She is such a fickle woman."

"What are you mumbling about, Bai Zichen!"

"It's nothing. Mom, I asked you, can you warm up the things that Sister Yu bought in the morning? My father and I are starving to death. We haven't eaten since we opened our eyes in the morning."

When Bai Zichen heard Cui Xiaoli's roar, he quickly shrank his neck and changed the subject.

Bai Zheng also packed his things at this time and asked.

"Ms. Wen, will it affect you if we are here? If so, we will leave as soon as Xiaoli prepares the meal."

"No, no, how can it be possible? They can only go out at night, but they can't go out now. Sister Xiaoli will prepare the meal later, and we will eat together."

"Speaking of which, I haven't eaten home-cooked food for a long time."

Wen Yu's heart: Of course she will, but can she say it out loud?

I just made so much money from you, now you use it and throw it away.

Is that still a person?

Isn’t that a scumbag?

[Can you show us how the Northeast lady cooks? I want to learn. 】

[The little pig is covered with quilt, and then there are pork slices and pot-wrapped pork, a mixture of sugar and oil, it’s delicious. (Slobber)】

[The Northeastern lunch box is also delicious. Does anyone understand me? It is really delicious, super delicious, and unparalleled in the universe! 】

[Sister Yu, these white-eyed wolves don’t care about you. Only I really love you. Have you been awake all night? Do you want to catch up on your sleep? 】

Wen Yu looked at the public screen of the live broadcast room and went in holding up her mobile phone.

"Sister, I want to show the fans in the live broadcast room how you cook, okay?"

"Okay, big sister, this is great, but what I did was average. I hope the babies in the live broadcast room can forgive me."

"In a while, aunt will make pot-wrapped pork for you, sliced ​​pork, stir-fried vegetables, three delicacies, pork ribs, stewed beans, and a piglet quilt! Don't blame me if you don't cook well."

Northeastern people seem to be born with their own familiarity, and they can naturally pick up the conversation after seeing a live broadcast.

There is no sense of surprise at all.

Wen Yu yawned while waving her hands.

Sleepy, so sleepy.

"I'll hold the phone for you. Do you want to take a rest?"

Bai Zichen looks rough and rough on the surface, but is actually very thoughtful.

Wen Yu nodded.

"Go and start the live broadcast. I'll ask them to go to your live broadcast room. I'll go and take a nap. I really can't bear it anymore."

Bai Zichen was stunned.

Ok? ? ?

He heard it right!

The live broadcast room was also excited.

[Fuck, fuck, Bai Zichen, your dad’s money is not in vain! 】

[This is such a blessing, why don’t you give it to me? I want this blessing too, brother! 】

[There must be at least one million people online in Sister Yu’s live broadcast room. If Bai Zichen knows how to operate, he will really make a fortune in the future! 】

[It still feels like there’s something fishy about it. Otherwise, why would such a big live broadcast room dump a novice who has nothing? 】

"What are you doing here in a daze? I'm trying to gain some fans for you by the way. There are over two million people in the live broadcast room now, and there should be more than [-] people there?"

Bai Zichen immediately clicked on his phone after hearing this.

My hands were shaking, after finally starting the live broadcast.

"By buying gifts, we should be able to connect to the mic. I read the rules before and said that this is allowed and the account will not be banned."

"Hurry up and stop the ink stains."

Bai Zichen nodded repeatedly, opened his phone and prepared to scan gifts.

But the embarrassing thing is that he only has less than one hundred yuan in his account.

The eyes looking at Wen Yu were full of grievance.

"Sister Yu, then, my account has no money, and my card has been frozen by my parents. I can't recharge it. I just swiped it all for you."

Wen Yu glanced at Bai Zichen with hatred.

Rolled his eyes.

I started to think of a way, "You are typing, don't talk on the public screen right now."

"Let Bai Zichen hold on. Wait until I see what he says. After he and I are connected to the microphone, you guys are talking."