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

The next day, the morning light was dim.

It was dawn, and when Huo Yanheng passed by the deserted room, he quickly glanced inside.

But unfortunately, the windows and doors were closed and nothing could be seen.

Within one door, the system seemed to be aware of something: "Leng Qingqing, wake up quickly, your son is here to see you!"

In his sleep, Leng Qingqing frowned, closed his eyes and murmured a few words incoherently, then turned over, pulled up the quilt and continued to sleep with his head covered.

Listen clearly to the system of swear words: "…………"

I kindly asked her to get up, but she actually scolded it!

Outside, Huo Yanheng stopped and stood in front of the door, seemingly intently staring at the patterns on the carved wooden door.

After standing for a few seconds, he gently moved away without making any sound.

Huo Yanheng opened the window on the first floor and pushed open the door. A gust of cold draft blew in, and his little face was a little pale from the wind.

The early morning mist shrouded the surroundings, and there was no one in the yard.

He fed King Jiji some rice and walked around the kitchen, seeming to remember something.

Huo Yanheng added some water and food to the chickens, ducks and geese, and finally moved to the cowshed.

A strange sound came over, as if someone was eating. The sound was very clear in the quiet morning. He hesitated and walked over to take a look.

The corner of the cowshed and the outside of the trough formed a tight angle, and two pieces of something with bright red skin and milky white flesh were scattered inside.

Huo Yanheng walked over, squatted down, reached out to fish out the thing, raised his hand and put it under the tip of his nose, and smelled it gently.

He smelled a faint, sweet and fruity aroma.

It's Apple.

With Huo Yanheng's intelligence, he quickly figured out who threw the apple into the cowshed.

The pulp of apples left overnight is oxidized, looks unsightly, and smells bad.

He threw a few pieces of apple into the trough and watched silently as the calf devoured it.

Huo Yanheng added some water to the trough, turned his head, blinked his black pupils slowly, and looked accurately at a certain room on the second floor.

Before going to bed last night, Leng Qingqing touched Huo Yanheng's plush head and said firmly: "Mom will get up early to cook for you tomorrow."

Huo Yanheng didn't know why she made breakfast for him, because she had never done such a thing before.

But he still said 'hmm', "...good night."

Just listen to her words.

For Huo Yanheng to believe that she can get up early, it is better to believe that a sow can climb a tree.

Sure enough, an hour after Huo Yanheng got up, the doors and windows of a room on the second floor were still closed, and the owner showed no sign of wanting to wake up.

He knew better than to trust her.

Although yesterday, Huo Yanheng's filming team made an appointment to get up early and vowed to capture the moment Huo Yanheng got up today.

But they were still one step late.

After everyone had washed up and rushed to Huo Yanheng's room with the camera, the bed was already empty.

Everyone looked at each other.

Does this child have morning sickness?

A male staff member in his thirties lamented: "My son is the same age as me. My son has to be called at least three times to go to school in the morning. Hengheng is not even called once. They are both children. Why is there such a big difference?"

Colleagues in the same group also said: "Oh, otherwise Hengheng is a perfect child. How lucky you are to have such a worry-free child."

Huo Yanheng didn't even set an alarm clock. He had his own biological clock and got up when the time was up. He was extremely self-disciplined and never stayed in bed.

The staff found Huo Yanheng in the kitchen.

The group watched Huo Yanheng skillfully step on the stool to fry eggs, toast and hot milk.

After making breakfast, he immediately washed the used kitchen utensils, wiped them clean with kitchen towels, made them spotless, and placed them back in their original places.

The little boy looked around with dark and moist eyes. Seeing that the kitchen was clean and tidy, just like before, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and slowly showed a look of relief on his face.

"It turns out that Hengheng has obsessive-compulsive disorder..."

This sentence flashed across the public screen of the empty live broadcast room.

If the bait is thrown into the lake, many fish will explode in the blink of an eye.

The number of barrages quickly increased, and the public screen became lively. Those who were awake and those who were not asleep wished each other good morning and good night.

"Good morning, it's another day full of energy!"

"I'm already on the subway. It takes two hours to commute one way. Who knows, it's so painful."

"I can't last a day at this crappy job."

"Hengheng is so well-behaved and diligent. Isn't Hengheng really my biological son?"

"Hengheng: It's all thanks to my mother."

#婷婷 wakes up early to cook for mom again#

There are no people on Weibo in the early morning. Most netizens surf during the day and go crazy late at night.

Despite this, the entry was quickly ranked first by fans and passers-by.

The comment area was full of praise for Huo Yanheng, with almost no negative comments or unfriendly remarks. Even fans of the Aili family, who are best at provoking fights, also praised Huo Yanheng for the first time.

All the words of praise were applied to a child, which even passersby found strange.

"It's a bit weird, let's run first."

"The comment section still looks normal."

"What's going on, Leng Qingqing bought a marketing campaign for Hengheng? It's really not possible!"

The sky was bright and the other guests were enjoying themselves in the live broadcast room.

There were two boiled eggs and a carton of milk in front of Shen Han.

After all, he was young, but he still couldn't help showing a disgusted expression: "Is this what you want to eat in the morning? I want to eat meat."

A completely commanding tone, without any discussion.

Ellie was peeling egg shells. She was startled when she heard this and said comfortingly: "Xiaohan, be obedient and you can eat meat at noon."

As he spoke, he put the smooth, peeled eggs into the gapped porcelain bowl in front of him.

"Eat both eggs. Be good."

Shen Han poked the egg with his chopsticks out of boredom, piercing the egg white in half and breaking the yolk into pieces.

"I want to eat goose," he murmured.

*

Leng Qingqing opened her eyes and saw the snow-white bed curtain above her head.

Bright sunlight came in through the window, and the cabinet near the window was outlined with a furry golden edge by the sunlight, making the whole room feel warm.

She sat up, her eyes clear, and she didn't look like she had just woken up.

Leng Qingqing stretched her arms, jumped off the bed, and walked out in high spirits.

The first thing I did when I opened the door was to shout towards the kitchen downstairs: "Son, is breakfast ready? I'm starving!"

In the kitchen, Huo Yanheng, who was carefully putting breakfast on the plate, stopped when he heard the sound.

A few complicated expressions slowly appeared on the young face.

Footsteps sounded on the stairs, and it was Leng Qingqing who went downstairs, stroking her flat belly.

This shout instantly attracted fans in the live broadcast room.

"You finally woke up!!!"

"Please take care of your son, he seems to be turning into a Chinese young master [serious face]"

"Leng Qingqing, do you remember what you said last night about getting up early to cook?!"

"Hengheng: My wretched mother finally got up."

"Hey, I've never seen a mother like this. She slept soundly and let her children cook."

"How about bringing up the baby in reverse? If you don't like it, don't watch it. Anyway, I like to watch it."

However, some netizens' concerns are very strange.

"Every time I see this face, I feel like I've been hit ten thousand times."

"I'm worse off wearing makeup than she is without makeup."

"I just looked in the mirror, um, it looks like a toad [crying loudly]."

"I want to reserve this face in my next life, Nuwa, did you hear that! [Crying]"

Huo Yanheng brought breakfast to the table and said in a low voice, "You got up earlier today than yesterday."

He had a glimmer of hope. After all, he just said what he said last night. How could he not remember it overnight.

However, Leng Qingqing picked up the chopsticks and ate an omelette in one bite, thinking while tasting it.

She said, "Yeah, maybe it's because I'm hungry."

"Why don't you eat it?" Leng Qingqing took a sip of milk and Huo Yanheng only took a small bite of the egg on the plate.

Huo Yanheng said succinctly: "I'm not in the mood."

Who is still in the mood to have breakfast after being deceived?

Leng Qingqing threatened him: "You have to eat breakfast no matter how moody you are. Your body is the capital of revolution. If you don't eat breakfast well, you will get stomach stones."

Seeing that the effect was not great, I tried to trick you: "My stomach will hurt very much, and I need an operation. The doctor will cut open your stomach and take out something like a stone."

She clenched her fist and showed it to him: "Mom has seen people with stomach stones take out stones as big as this!"

Leng Qingqing is very confident, even children are afraid of going to the doctor for injections.

Huo Yanheng is only five years old this year. Like all children of this age, he is very afraid of seeing a doctor, afraid of injections, and afraid of having his stomach cut open.

"..." Huo Yanheng held his breath and sat back down, eating breakfast like a chicken pecking at bread.

Leng Qingqing saw this and showed a successful smile.

A ruthless villain? Dark boss?

——Sorry, I took it hard.