Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

"........."

He was leaning on the bedside, leaning against a pillow. His face was pale, his lips had lost color, and he looked sickly.

I don't even have the energy to speak anymore.

She held her stomach, frowned, and held her breath.

The overwhelming pain in her abdomen and the twisting motion of an excavator made Leng Qingqing feel as if she was about to be picked up by Tai Nai in the next second.

She was holding a scalding hot water bottle on her lower abdomen. It was a scorching day outside and the air was unbearably hot, but she was breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Huo Yanheng stood at the head of the bed, looking at her with clear black eyes, showing a little worry.

Xie Xuan and the people from the program team filled the small room.

This situation inevitably reminds netizens of their previous desolate and outspoken appearance.

Comparing the two, I can't help but laugh.

"Who said you didn't need to take care of yourself before?"

"The fastest person to be slapped in the face in history!"

"Don't you have any medicine on hand? It looked really painful. She held her breath."

“It hurts even through the screen [horror]”

"He's usually so lively and energetic, but he fell down all of a sudden. It's so scary."

"Leng Qingqing: The only thing that can defeat me is dysmenorrhea."

"...Drink more hot water!"

Faced with a woman suffering from menstrual cramps, a room full of people were helpless and could only stand.

After all, no one expected such an unexpected situation.

After a moment, the director took a step forward: "Well, Qingqing, since you're not feeling well, you don't have to go to work today. Have a good rest. If you need anything, let the program team know at any time!"

Leng Qingqing raised her eyes, cast a weak glance over, and nodded with a little strength.

Then he closed his eyes and took a nap.

No one dared to disturb her rest and quietly exited, leaving only Huo Yanheng and Xie Xie.

Huo Yanheng climbed onto the bed, carefully pulled the corners of the quilt with his hands, and covered his lonely and exposed arms.

When I turned around, I found someone standing at the door.

He frowned slightly, staring silently at the boy who was much taller than him with his clear pupils.

His eyes seemed to be asking: Why don't you leave yet.

Xie Xie felt the displeasure from Xiao Douding, but he didn't take it to heart. His dark eyes fell on the figure on the bed, and after a few seconds he whispered: "Call me if you need anything, I'm in the yard."

"Oh." Huo Yanheng turned his head, his face a little cold.

If it weren't for the cameras, he wouldn't have even said an 'oh'.

It would be nice if dad was here. Huo Yanheng pursed his lips. It was the first time he had been out for so long. He missed his father very much.

However, thinking of seeing his father the day after tomorrow, Huo Yanheng temporarily buried the longing in his heart.

The most important thing now is to take good care of the patients.

Hearing the door closing behind him, Huo Yanheng quickly climbed out of bed, ran to the window, stood on tiptoes, and looked through the broken window lattice.

The tall and slender figure did not go far, but came to the center of the courtyard and chopped firewood.

Lu Panpan walked over and didn't know what he said to him. Xie Xie stopped and turned his head, squinted his eyes in the sunlight, and spoke.

"Didn't the hoe be repaired this morning?"

Lu Panpan clenched her hands nervously: "But I... don't know the way."

After thinking about it, he could only use Lu Chi as an excuse. Lu Panpan opened his eyes wide and showed a pleading look: "You...just take me there, otherwise I really can't find where the land is."

Xie Xie said nothing, his long black eyelashes drooping down to hide the expression in his eyes.

Two seconds later, he raised his eyelids slightly and glanced to the right.

Lu Panpan followed his eyes, and sure enough, it was in the direction of Leng Qingqing.

Out of a woman's intuition, Lu Panpan understood something instantly.

She suppressed the sourness in her heart and forced a smile: "I'm just going to work for a while. We'll be back in two hours. We can also buy some supplements for Sister Qingqing on the way. What do you think?"

When several people came back in the morning, Lu Panpan saw a small shop in the alley.

Her original intention was to test, but she didn't expect that Xie Xie actually agreed.

"Let's go." Xie Xie put down his axe, lifted up a basket and glanced at the chickens in the chicken coop who were pecking at each other. None of them had laid an egg.

The only two eggs in the house were already lying in the brown sugar water, left to be eaten indifferently.

Hearing his answer, Lu Panpan couldn't hide her disappointment, and her smile was a little bitter.

Isn't it obvious enough? Xie Xie was willing to send Leng Qingqing to the fields just to buy her food.

"System, what on earth is going on..."

However, the system never responded.

Xie Xie didn't communicate with Lu Panpan on the way, and when faced with her warm conversation, he seemed cold and indifferent, not wanting to talk to her.

Lu Panpan was finally defeated.

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"Leng Qingqing dares to be disrespectful to my aunt, and how dare you eat ice when your menstrual period is approaching!"

"Pick up aunt, please, pick up aunt!!"

"Similar to me, I just do it, hahahahahaha."

"Who hasn't eaten ice cream during their menstrual period when they were young? It's nothing [doge]"

"You're already a mother, and you haven't counted yet. [Pointing]"

"I think I'll learn a lesson next time. If it hurts you, no one else can do it for you."

"Although she is a mother, she still feels like a little girl. She may be well protected. I'm envious."

In a simple country room, the female celebrity was resting on a bed covered with mats, while fans in the live broadcast room pointed at the host.

Although he was lying there motionless and deserted, as if he had passed away.

But it does not affect the enthusiasm of fans and netizens at all.

Even if Leng Qingqing didn't move at all, it didn't stop them from firing barrages.

Some people are funny enough just lying there.

Wave after wave of cool breeze blew gently onto Leng Qingqing's body. The only electric fan stood in the far corner, standing on an old chair, with the lowest wind power.

Leng Qingqing slowly opened her eyes, her eyes a little confused.

Rubbing his eyes, he remembered that he was recording a program in Taohuayuan Village, City B.

The pain in her stomach was gone, and at the same time she found that her legs were so numb that they didn't feel like her own.

After struggling to move her body, she struggled to sit up and found that Huo Yanheng's hands were firmly holding her calves. He was lying in an upright position, facing one side and breathing evenly, sleeping soundly.

Leng Qingqing touched his forehead, his palms were sweaty, and the child was so hot that he was sweating all over.

She carefully opened Huo Yanheng's arms, dragged her numb legs out of bed, and pointed the electric fan in the direction of Huo Yanheng.

Huo Yanheng turned over on the bed and stretched his arms in a large shape.

He opened the door in a deserted manner, and there was no one in the yard, not even the camera crew.

In the chicken coop, a chicken was escaping from prison, flying high with fluttering wings and squawking "cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck."

"Where are the people?" Leng Qingqing subconsciously looked down at his watch, his wrist was empty.

Only then did she remember that the watch had been given to Xie Xie to make up for the favor.

I had no choice but to go back to the room and find my phone from under the pillow. The time was exactly 4:30 in the afternoon, which was not too late.

"Ding dong."

I received a WeChat message on my phone.

Leng Qingqing leaned against the head of the bed again, crossed her legs, put one hand behind her head, assumed a leisurely posture, and began to show off the watermelon brought from the square table in the yard.

The watermelon has been in the sun for a while and is no longer cool, leaving only crisp and sweet.

She took a bite of the watermelon, squinted her eyes because of the sweetness, and clicked on WeChat to see who had sent her the message.

Seeing such a leisurely and deserted scene, fans on the public screen in the live broadcast room spoke one after another: "Well, it seems that things are going well."

"This is just the time, sister, she started to show off the watermelon again. Is this watermelon so delicious?"

"So sweet, just like you. [doge]"

"I thought of a saying, the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten. I really don't know what to say to her."

"Sister, I'm really speechless [crying], who has such a lack of memory?"

"Let me explain from a local. Our local watermelon is very sweet and very cheap. Everyone is welcome to try it!"