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

Seeing that the Li family's father and son were each punched, the aunt finally couldn't stand anymore and quickly walked into the courtyard.

"This is my new wife, she's so pretty!"

Before coming, my aunt listened to a lecture from the program group.

The director of the program has said that whoever can make the new daughter-in-law look embarrassed will get more money!

In this world, no one wants to have trouble with money.

Besides, when it comes to having trouble with others, Zhang Aihua ranks first in the village, so she dares to rank second. Belonging is not a family and does not enter the same house.

The aunt has a strong figure and is dressed neatly. She looks like she is a good worker. When she saw Leng Qingqing's straight face, she stood there for a long time just like Li Qiang.

The deserted mask was taken off when the door was opened. It was the director's request not to face half of the face towards the audience.

The aunt was shocked for a moment, thinking that the stars in this city were different. But then, this amazing feeling was immediately covered up with contempt.

Even if she is a big star today, it is useless.

If she disobeys, there are ways to punish her.

The aunt had a bright smile like a chrysanthemum on her face, rubbed her hands and walked over. She naturally took the deserted hand and introduced her identity.

Seeing the aunt, the two men from the Li family naturally took a step back to make way for her.

The main battlefield was left to the aunt. Old Li clutched his stomach and ran away on the excuse that he still had to work in the fields. Li Qiang was killing chickens and bleeding them in the yard, and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two women. .

In such a short period of time, the aunt asked about Leng Qingqing's home address, how many people there were in the family, how much she earned per month, and how much the director paid for the show...

I just have to ask all the eighteen generations of my ancestors.

Even so, Leng Qingqing was still very polite, thus giving the aunt the illusion of being silly and sweet.

It seems that what others say about city people being stupid is true.

Lonely answered each question one by one.

"I grew up in the imperial capital."

"How many people are there in the family? It's a long story."

"A month? I didn't count it."

"The advertising fee for this show... Auntie, I can't say it. This kind of thing is too personal."

Auntie said in an encouraging tone: "Just give Auntie a general idea. Auntie promises you that you will never tell anyone."

As he said this, he raised his finger and swore to God. The two performed so completely that they even forgot that the camera was still filming.

Leng Qingqing showed a troubled expression and bit her lip, seeming to have had a difficult ideological struggle. Then he said: "Then...okay."

When Leng Qingqing said a rough number, the aunt's pupils in front of her instantly shrank, and her breathing stopped for a second.

"How many more?" The aunt stretched out her fingers blankly and counted them once. When it was not enough, she went back and counted again.

The aunt was hit by the star's dimensionality reduction, and her whole body became worse. It is very normal to have a hatred of the rich.

The aunt was stunned for a while, and then she reacted again. The look in her eyes changed obviously, like a wolf looking at a fat sheep.

But Leng Qingqing seemed unaware of this, and even took the initiative to get close to her aunt, saying that she looked very much like her deceased third aunt's cousin, her grandfather's daughter's sister.

After saying that, he squeezed out two drops of crocodile tears.

The aunt didn't speak for a while, and her smile froze for two seconds, feeling a little unlucky.

The aunt put this unpleasant incident behind her and took a deep breath: "Look, I forgot to tell you the real thing! You are not used to it when you are new here. Your mother-in-law feels sorry for you and is afraid that you will be tired from doing so much work. Yes, you asked me specifically to help you."

Leng Qingqing showed her grateful eyes: "Really? Auntie, that's really great. To be honest, I haven't done much work at home. My mother-in-law told me that I don't understand many things. It's great to have you here." ”

The aunt was so praised that she couldn't help but boast: "You little girls in the city have been spoiled since childhood and don't know how to do anything. Don't blame aunt for speaking harshly. You are like this. You are not like the useless people outside." Both."

He said coldly: "Yes, yes, compared with you, I am far behind."

"Ahem," the aunt glanced at her. The new daughter-in-law was still able to speak: "Tell me, if you don't know what job you're comfortable with, I'll teach you." After saying that, she rolled up her sleeves.

Leng Qingqing showed a pure smile like a lamb.

"I don't know how to chop wood, make a fire, or wash clothes. I don't know how to use this washboard, so I'll do it for you, aunt. By the way, there's also cooking. Since you're here, aunt, you might as well do it all. Wait. After the guests have finished their meal, remember to clear the table and clean the bowls. Remember to feed the chickens and ducks later, no need to say more about this, right?"

Leng Qingqing completely repeated what Zhang Aihua said to her before leaving.

Auntie was dumbfounded.

In front of her was the washboard thrown over by Leng Qing. As well as the tattered and tattered clothes of the whole family that Zhang Aihua collected from the house. The smell was so strong that even the dog had to take a detour.

There was also a mountain of firewood, and unwashed bowls from the morning meal were piled in a broken basin in the yard. The vegetable residue left on them attracted flies to fly around.

Leng Qingqing stretched out her index finger and tapped her forehead, frowning and adding the last point.

"By the way, there's more. After all this is done, remember to carry all the manure from the latrine to the vegetable garden and water it in the vegetable garden. My mother-in-law said it shouldn't be wasted. Okay, auntie, go ahead and do it first. Come to me after you've done it all. "

Leng Qingqing waved his hand, his tone casual as if he was swatting away disturbing flies.

My aunt's bad temper can no longer be suppressed. She has always been the only one who treats others. I didn't expect that a goose pecked her in the eye today!

What a new wife, she is clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing.

The aunt angrily acted like an elder.

"New daughter-in-law, I've done all the work, what are you doing!? Your mother-in-law assigned you a task, and you just perfunctory like this? This is the first time I've seen a daughter-in-law who is as lazy as you!"

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People in this village always pay attention to etiquette and filial piety. If a mountain of unfilial piety comes down, even the bastard child will have to lower his head.

The aunt is not worried at all, she can't cure this celebrity daughter-in-law from the city.

After all, the road she has traveled is more salty than the salt she has eaten.

In deserted silence.

The aunt thought she was scared, so she didn't say anything. She looked around angrily and pointed.

"You, as a wife, are not qualified at all. Don't forget that there are cameras watching here. When the time comes, broadcast all your looks to show your fans! Let them know that their idol is actually a lazy person. woman!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the staff around her cast condemning glances, as if just to respond.

The bald director looked stern, and had a premonition that it was time for him to appear.

Director's Rule No. 1.

When there is an irreconcilable conflict between a guest and an aboriginal person during the filming of the program, as the director, he has the responsibility and obligation to mediate between the two.

Of course, today, the main thing is to provide ‘psychological counseling’ to Leng Qingqing.

The director made a gesture to pause filming and walked into the center of the storm alone.

"Qingqing." The bald director's voice was human-like, gruff, a little irritable, and spoke very fast, as if he was about to hit someone if he disagreed.

Looking at him quietly. No need to speak, she already knew what the director was going to show next.

Sure enough, the bald director said: "As a junior, how can you leave all the work to your elders? As a new wife, you should take the initiative to shoulder the burden of housework and try to give your eldest sister some rest time, so that you can show your talent filial piety."

Leng Qingqing: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Director: "Do as I say." His eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, and his tone was very cold. At the same time, several tall, muscular, and round-waisted suspected staff members slowly walked out from behind the director, and the air was filled with an oppressive atmosphere.

The bald director's intention was almost made clear at this moment.

The aunt was a little confused now. She looked at the director, then at Leng Qingqing, and made a confused sound.

"I thought you were in the same group, but it turned out not to be the case."

Leng Qingqing showed a sly smile: "I originally thought we were in the same group."

The director grinned: "Since you are on the show, please believe in us. We are a community. Will we harm you? Work more and talk less. It will be good for you and me."

There is no one on the Internet who doesn't know Leng Qingqing's temperament. I believe that not to mention the entertainment industry, even the entire country of China will not be able to find anyone who can bully her.

If I could be in this show, Leng Qingqing, who was extremely arrogant in the eyes of netizens, was bullied by relatives in the village and had her back broken. Then, on the day when the program is broadcast, the program "Guest Star" will definitely shine.

Climb up by stepping on the pain of the guests.

This is exactly the insidiousness of Mr. Fu Minghua.

This is also where he solemnly handed over his instructions to the program director.

Without comparison, there is no shock.

The bald director kept these words in mind, hoping that with this show he would become famous in one fell swoop. The outrageous stimulation and reversal of bullying that netizens wanted could be achieved in one step.

No plot? It doesn't matter, we have another thing, it's called a script.

But neither Fu Minghua nor the director expected that Leng Qingqing would be more difficult than they imagined.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket. It turned out that from just now, the camera of the mobile phone had been facing everyone in a vague position.

"Really, that's not a coincidence. I accidentally took some fun things just now."

Leng Qingqing pressed the play button, and a familiar conversation was broadcast.

After hearing the first sentence, the aunt's face instantly turned ugly.

"Qingqing, why are you recording this..." The aunt forced a smile. No matter how stupid she was, she knew that no one except here could know about this, otherwise she would lose face.

With conversations flowing clearly and continuously from the phone.

The director's expression also froze.

"I was just joking with the guests." The bald director took a step back, raised his hands as if to surrender, and emphasized every word: "Since the guests don't like the program team's intervention, then you can discuss it, and the program team promises not to do it. Intervene again.”

Leng Qingqing squinted her eyes and looked at him. Then he nodded with satisfaction and put away his phone.

Several pairs of eyes were staring directly at the mobile phone she put in her pocket, as if they were about to pounce and snatch it away the next second.

The director actually had this idea, but considering Leng Qingqing's unpredictable character, it was inevitable that he didn't set up some "if you dare to come over, I will post it online" setting.

To be on the safe side, it is better to wait for an opportunity and steal the phone and smash it.

In this way, it will not affect the normal shooting and recording of the program.

The show was finally recorded normally, but the aunt was still a little dissatisfied with the bald director for failing to teach his new wife a lesson.

She frowned and said to Leng Qingqing: "Daughter-in-law, if you have anything to tell your mother-in-law, tell me. But you must not record it without saying a word like you did just now."

She smiled coldly, "Okay aunt, I was a little anxious just now." She held her aunt's hand cordially and staged a love show in front of the camera: "Aunt, I apologize to you for my behavior just now. , I will definitely correct it in the future and let’s get along well, okay?”

"Okay." The aunt said with a smile. Can she say no?

"But aunt..."

"what?"

"It's almost noon. My mother-in-law and the guests should be back soon. Aren't you going to go to work?"

"…………???"

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Leng Qingqing is not that crazy. He wants his aunt, a middle-aged man, to do all the work.

She only does the part she should do, and doesn't know how to do anything extra.

Unfortunately, her aunt was braver than her.

As for the housework of the Li family, my aunt doesn't want to do it at all.

"Your mother-in-law told you this, how can you let your aunt do it for you? If you want to be a good wife, you must be able to do all the housework in order to be able to support a family!"

Auntie's reasons are very reasonable.

Leng Qingqing thought about it and couldn't help but have a new direction. His eyes brightened and he said, "Oh, let Li Qiang do it."

The aunt's impassioned sermon was only halfway through when she was ruthlessly interrupted by a deserted look on her face.

But, "Li Qiang? How could Li Qiang do such a thing?!"

After realizing what Leng Qingqing said, Auntie let out a sharp blast.

Leng Qingqing frowned and asked, "Why can't Li Qiang stop doing this? He has hands and feet, and he is a good candidate for work. I don't think there is anyone in the whole family who is more suitable for work than him. That's settled." , I don’t like others to contradict me.”

Without saying a few words, Leng Qingqing once again revealed his true colors.

The aunt was stunned, where was the woman who just said that she wanted to get along well with her in the future?

Two women, one simply doesn't want to deal with the family's difficulties.

The other one is in a difficult situation.

My aunt called Li Qiang over angrily: "Qiangzi, come here! My aunt has something to ask you!"

She can't cure the daughter-in-law in the city, but Li Qiang can always cure her!

Here, men are king.

"You beast, you still dare to peck me."

Li Qiang squatted in front of the drain in the corner of the yard, holding a dead chicken with its neck cut off in his hand. He held a large porcelain bowl in his other hand to catch the chicken blood flowing out of the chicken's neck. bowl.

The chicken was difficult to catch and kill, and even pecked Li Qiang's arm.

Therefore, Li Qiang slashed it with a knife and almost cut its neck.

The chicken was already dead, and its two eyeballs were as white as death. There was only a thin layer of skin connecting the chicken's head and neck, and it broke with a gentle tug.

When he heard his aunt calling him, Li Qiang immediately raised his head and looked over. The fat man's face was stained with a few drops of blood, and his eyes were a bit angry and stern.

"Auntie, what's the matter?" the man asked gruffly.