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

Lu Panpan held the jade pendant and carefully put it into his pocket.

Since Xie Xie accidentally threw it away, it might be helpful for him to get to know Xie Xie.

After all, I have been here for so long that I haven’t even seen Xie Xie’s face.

What Lu Panpan didn't expect was that the two met so quickly.

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As usual in the evening, rooms are allocated based on task completion, but the guests all completed the tasks very well, so it was rock-paper-scissors.

"Ah, it's rock, paper, scissors again!!!" Jiang Shi covered his head, unable to bear the disturbance.

The director's rock-paper-scissors not only annoyed the guests, it even mentally polluted the children.

Only Lu Panpan found it novel.

"Hurry up, I'm so sleepy." Leng Qingqing gently pushed Huo Yanheng forward, and several children gathered around and shouted in unison: "Rock, paper, scissors!"

"Okay." The director straightened his collar: "Andy and Julie are out."

Julie's confused sapphire blue eyes looked at her right hand - what she handed out was a baggage.

Leng Qingqing and Huo Yanheng's residence did not change. Huo Yanheng walked back to her and said softly: "I like that cherry tree."

"If you like, we can plant one when we get home and plant it in the yard, where you can see it every morning when you open the window."

Leng Qingqing answered without thinking. It's all little things.

Huo Yanheng was thoughtful, then blinked after a few seconds, "Will dad agree?"

Leng Qingqing lowered her head in surprise: "If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that you have a father. Why should we ask his opinion on our matters?"

"What if dad doesn't agree?" Huo Yanheng was acting a bit stubborn at the moment. It wasn't that he was afraid of his dad, but because he rarely talked to his dad. His dad might not agree to such a thing for fun.

Although father and son rarely meet, Huo Yanheng still respects his father from the bottom of his heart.

Although he is young, he also knows who is the real master in the Huo family.

Unexpectedly, Leng Qingqing frowned and waved his hand: "If you don't agree, let him move out! If you don't agree, I'll replace him!"

Huo Yanheng's pupils trembled and he was directly shocked.

At the same time, in the high-level office of the Huo family in the imperial capital, a certain man fell silent again.

In the live broadcast room where Leng Qingqing was, the barrage exploded.

"The Queen speaks!!!"

"I'm so worried about my sister's husband's status in the family [Schadenfreude.jpg]."

"It's over. My old aunt has also become a fan. Is this the charm of her personality?"

"It seems that Teacher Leng's status in the family is this [thumb]."

"She has money, good looks, and such an outstanding son. None of this is her confidence."

"Envy, I don't know what to say other than envy."

Huo Yanheng's young mind was immersed in the huge shock just now. Lu Bai on the side grabbed Jiang Tianqiong's thigh, "Uncle, I want to live in a big house!"

The new owners of Residence No. 1 are Jiang Tianqiong and Jiang Shi.

Jiang Shi could finally live in a big house, but before he was happy for a few seconds, he felt an eager look from the side.

Xiao Lubai stared straight at... his father, as if he saw gold.

Then, he rushed towards his father, his enthusiasm was more personal than his own.

Lu Panpan apologized repeatedly, and Jiang Tianqiong acted generously: "It doesn't matter. Since you have just arrived, you may not be used to it here. Just live here. Jiang Shi and I can live anywhere, right Jiang Shi. "

After saying that, he lowered his head and cupped his son's head.

Jiang Shi burst into tears: How dare I speak...

Jiang Tianqiong gave up residence No. 1 to the Lu Panpan siblings. The latter were very happy and quickly thanked them.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang, everyone can come here for breakfast tomorrow. I will sit down and wait for everyone to come."

Faced with everyone's kindness, Lu Panpan naturally cannot accept it in vain.

江实眼眶红红的，他舔舔唇角，像只刚被揍了一顿的肥馋猫：“可是，我还想吃清清阿姨做的菜。”

The little fat man raised his head and grabbed the corner of Leng Qingqing's clothes with longing eyes: "Aunt Qingqing, when will you be able to fulfill your promise to me?"

Leng Qingqing pulled back the corner of her clothes and pointed out ruthlessly: "Jiang Shi, it's time for you to lose weight."

When Jiang heard the word 'lose weight', he felt like he was struck by lightning.

What he hates most besides working is losing weight.

When the soldiers heard this, Leng Qingqing had a profound and philosophical discussion with Jiang Tianqiong about his weight: "It doesn't matter whether the child is fat or not. The important thing is that obesity can cause a series of diseases. What's more, the child is still so young and has to grow." It’s harder to lose weight as you get older...it’s very simple, just control your diet a little and take your time.”

Jiang Tianqiong frowned. He was actually paying attention to what she said, but he just never had time to implement it.

"Okay." Glancing at his son who was almost fat as a ball, he said solemnly: "I will supervise him when I get back."

Jiang Shi had an expression on his face that said, "The sky is falling."

Early the next morning, everyone was sitting in the pavilion of Residence No. 1. Smoke curled up in the distance, and the early morning mist gradually dissipated.

As Lu Panpan said the night before, everyone came forward to prepare breakfast.

Andy ate the least and only drank a small bowl of white porridge. Danfengyan couldn't help but look into the deserted bowl: "It's so disgusting, you people who don't need to lose weight."

Because Leng Qingqing's cooking was so delicious, Andy gained four pounds in five days.

She has a physique that is prone to obesity. It has been difficult for her to maintain her figure over the years and go on catwalks. She didn't expect that she would fail after participating in a variety show.

The agent called Hedong Shiro all day long, "Don't eat the food cooked by Leng Qingqing. Look how fat you have become. Don't forget that you still have three magazines to shoot this month!"

After Leng Qingqing heard about this, he hurriedly cooked three bowls of porridge in front of her.

“Today’s guests’ full-day mission is to help the villagers in the village with work in exchange for food.”

The sun was getting higher and hotter, and the director just said a word and his mouth suddenly felt dry.

After finishing the scrawled introduction, he hurriedly ran to the shed on the side of the road.

"By the way, the guests need to find the villagers who help with the work on their own!" The director was lying under the shed, holding a bottle of Coke in his hand, and shouted to the guests in the field.

The guests dispersed like wild ducks and asked the villagers who were busy farming in the fields.

Summer is hot, and villagers only go to work in the fields from 5 a.m. to 8 or 9 a.m. and from 4 p.m. to 7 or 8 p.m., which are the times when the sun is not strong. Otherwise, the sun will be too harsh and they will suffer from heatstroke.

On the ridge of the field, Leng Qingqing held Huo Yanheng's hand, and within a few seconds both of them felt a layer of sticky sweat on their palms.

"Let's go over there and have a look."

Leng Qingqing had good eyesight and saw a black old man's figure ten meters away, carrying a hoe for farming.

"Quack quack—"

A familiar duck call sounded.

Leng Qingqing took a closer look and saw a duck, all black, walking to the head of the field with its head held high but crookedly, and lowered its head to drink the water in the ridge of the field.

This duck looks a bit familiar.

"It's you, haven't you left yet?" The old man turned around when he heard the voice and recognized at a glance that this was the girl who had helped him find ducks that day.

Leng Qingqing also recognized the old man, asked Huo Yanheng to call him grandpa, and then replied: "Yes, but I will leave the day after tomorrow, and tomorrow is the last day. By the way, old man, did Ellie give you any compensation for that duck before he left? ah?"

The old man doesn't remember Ellie, but he remembers his poor duck who died at the hands of a child.

After hearing her say this, he knew who she was talking about.

"Yeah, confiscated." The old man shook his head and used a hoe to divert the water in the field. He was watering the crops. There had been no rain for many days recently, so he had to water the crops every few days.

Leng Qingqing was confused: "Why not?"

The clear and cold water covered the old man's naked and dark insteps. The old man supported the hoe and looked into the distance: "How can I ask for this money? It's not just a duck."

"I rented out this land for a thousand yuan a year. I came here to water the land next to it and help him water it by the way."

As the old man spoke, he bent down to pick up the black cloth shoes on the ridge of the field, knocked the soil in the shoes on his knees, raised his head and pointed towards the field: "Look, he is here."

Leng Qingqing turned around to look, and his eyes immediately narrowed.

The young man stood not far away from her, with a tall figure, slightly narrowed pupils, and hook-shaped eyes. He seemed to be smiling. Who else could he be if he wasn't Xie Xie?

The truth is that enemies never get together.