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Yang Mi's voice was full of helplessness, and then she asked: "When are you leaving tomorrow?"

"I've booked a plane ticket back to the capital tomorrow afternoon, and I'm leaving from Mushroom House at 1 o'clock."

"Where's Yingbao?"

"I also left Mushroom House at 9 o'clock. The ones who didn't go were Magic City. They wanted to promote the new drama."

Yang Mi pondered for a while, and said: "Well, then, in the first half of tomorrow, when you watch the news together, you must call Ying Bao."

".……OK."

Tong Liya was confused for a moment, but subconsciously responded.

Can watching TV solve this kind of problem... Hanging up the phone, Tong Liya slowly fell asleep with doubts, while Yang Mi stared at the traffic outside in a daze with her arms around her shoulders, her beautiful face carried a trace of self-pity Sigh.

As a girl who grew up in the capital city, straightforward and pungent, arrogant and arrogant are the characters in her bones.

The other half in her fantasy basically listens to her at home, listens to the other party for major matters outside the family, and listens to her for small matters, and it is obvious that there are no major matters outside the family.

But now all this has changed, she got married accidentally, and four daughters married one husband.

It seems that everyone listens to her at home, and outside the family seems to listen to her when it comes to major and minor matters.

But she knew it was all superficial.

If the elder of the family really spoke, she would not object to anything, or she did not want to object.

She also thought about whether she should resolutely oppose it, but there is no way, her master is like a mystery with a whirlpool, directly involving her whole body, and she can't do it after thinking about it.

Under such circumstances, it seems that my master does not have any right to speak in the family, but everyone knows that the real master of the family can only be my master.

With a creak, the bathroom door opened.

Di Lieba came over and jumped beside Yang Mi, "Why do you still miss the master?"

"If you don't want to, you can't."

Yang Mi smiled wryly and turned her head, repeating what she heard.

"These two younger sisters are too worrying for me. If I go out with the master, I can abduct one of them. I, the second child of the Han family, really want to follow them a few times!"

As expected, Di Lieba exploded, she puffed up her face and was aggrieved, she almost didn't take action.

Yang Mi rolled her eyes, and said in a bad mood: "You can do it, just return the second son of the Han family. When you go out alone with the master in the future, if you don't provoke a few more at home, I will burn the incense!"

Fatty puffed his face, raised his neck as white as a swan, and said proudly: "I will definitely not let the master attract foxes again, I will tie it on the waistband of the master, and I will follow him wherever he goes. I follow the restroom."

"All right, all right, you're amazing, you're Fatty... just tie up the fairy rope that the master tied up!"

Yang Mi shook her head helplessly, and said again: "For a while...when you discuss things with the people at Mango Terrace, you go with me."

Di Lieba threw herself directly on the quilt, turned out: she was playing a game on her mobile phone, and muttered, "What am I going to do, I'm waiting here for you when you come back!"

Yang Mi slapped Di Lieba angrily, "Aren't you going to be the second son of the Han family? As the second sister, how can you not do anything, go and help me stand up and let me have more confidence. "

"You promised Mango Taiwan"

Di Lieba was taken aback, got up and hugged Yang Mi's body, with her delicate chin resting on her shoulder.

"Let's talk about it first. If it doesn't work, we can change it. Anyway... With the current popularity of "Life after Life", many TV stations are scrambling for the right to broadcast the first round."

Yang Mi smiled lightly, her tone was very loud.

Di Lieba curled her lips and said arrogantly: "That's not the credit of our master."

Yang Mi stared sideways, "Of course our master is very powerful, but who would negotiate the price without me? Do you only know how to eat Fatty?"

"That's what the master told me to eat, okay?"

Di Lieba glanced at Yang Mi's figure, then looked down at her own, puffing her mouth unhappily.

The master just let her eat, but didn't help her get better. He really cheated his wife.

Seeing Di Lieba's small movements, Yang Mi pursed her lips and smiled like a master.

She also never expected that when her master went out to play, he would directly make all the headlines.

As if overnight, that "mental patients have broad thinking, and mentally handicapped children are more happy"

His fourteen-character mantra has spread all over the Internet, occupying all the places for entertainment.

Under such circumstances, "Life after Life" produced by the family also began to rise.

From active publicity to no longer need large-scale publicity.

From taking the initiative to talk to TV stations, to being rushed to talk by major TV stations.

And all of this was accidentally brought by my master.

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In m.com, everyone spent their afternoons in the mushroom house in the yard.

Zhao Liying's foot was "injured"

Alright, so the task of the four 44-year-old girls is to sit in the yard and chop cabbage and pepper.

The lady's work of chopping vegetables, drying and chopping vegetables and pickling and chopping peppers is...Huang Bo, He Jiong's work.

Peng Peng showed off his firewood chopping skills as usual, and Huang Lei naturally started preparing dinner.

Han Changsheng, the old man, made a cup of Tujia white tea and lay down on the rocking chair beside him.

Drinking tea, blowing warm wind, leisurely and leisurely, very happy.

Huang Bo put the dustpan away, walked over and kicked Han Changsheng's rocking chair, "Mr. Han, you sang a song the day before yesterday. You worked hard to make dinner yesterday. Today's work hasn't finished yet, right?"

Han Changsheng opened his eyes and looked at Huang Bo, then closed them again, and said slowly, "Didn't I plow the land this morning?"

Huang Bo laughed angrily, "Are you sure you plowed the land in the morning? The task of plowing the land was accomplished by those three beautiful little flowers, did you sprain your feet because of this?"

"If I didn't play the flute and drive the big buffalo to work, are you sure that the task of plowing the land can be completed in one morning?"

"You are taking credit from your wife!"

Huang Bo stroked his chin and said something meaningful, and dug another hole in the blink of an eye.

"If the big buffalo does not work hard, it will definitely not be completed!"

Liu Sisi raised her delicate face and gave her master a bright smile.

"The task of plowing the land can be completed, and my master has a lot of credit, at least [-]% of it."

Tong Liya said lightly, looking lightly at Zhao Liying beside her, "I'm right, Ying Bao"

"...Yes! Teacher Han not only instructed the big buffalo to work, but also helped me heal my foot injury."

Zhao Liying paused for a while to cut vegetables by hand, and then continued to chop vegetables after affirming, without any inner fluctuations at all.

But in fact, her uneasy heart has calmed down a lot now.

This afternoon, she slept poorly.

In my sleep, I accidentally dreamed of the scene of Han Changsheng holding Tong Liya and Liu Sisi away, and I would always be awakened.

It wasn't until it was clear that she was still there: Mushroom House, that I fell asleep with a sigh of relief.

Sleeping and waking up, this heart is also up and down, afraid that everything before is false.

Now that I heard Tong Liya's sincere meaning of acceptance, I immediately let go of my hanging heart, and a sincere smile floated on her lovely round face again.

Han Changsheng glanced at helping the three girls, and said to the bewildered Huang Bo, "Look, the trio of Gengdi don't support your remarks, which shows that you are really unpopular."

"I don't care if you don't inquire about it. Is my title of Huang Bo'Huang Haoren' just for nothing?"

"It's just you, the good guy who digs holes for me every day, doesn't deserve this title!"

"I took you as a brother, most people want me to talk to him!"

Han Changsheng didn't answer, but moved his mouth.

The saliva flew out of the mushroom house, blinking, only a rainbow hung in the air, and it disappeared after three seconds.

"See, the brotherhood between you and me is like this rainbow. Although it is very beautiful, it will die when it sees the light."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing Huang Bo's face as black as the bottom of a pot, everyone burst out laughing.

This well-known person in the entertainment industry is really not in vain, but what he met was a host who did not play cards according to common sense, and all the performances were scrapped here.

Tong Liya's shoulders shook a few times, she smiled and said, "Brother Bo...hehe...if you have something to do.

Just hurry up and talk about things... You also know that my master never likes to beat around the bush."

Huang Bo rubbed his nose resentfully, and hurriedly picked up the teapot to refill Han Changsheng's teacup with light golden tea, "Mr. Han, it's not right, please forgive me."

Han Changsheng waved his hand, "Speak up if you have something to do, go to work if you have nothing to do, don't you see that my wife and the others are busy?"

Huang Bo laughed and said, "Let's see if you can do another episode of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" last night. Many people are waiting for it."

Swish! As soon as these words came out, not only He Jiong and others saw it, but also Tong Liya who supported Han Changsheng just now, they all raised their heads and stared at their master.

Huang Bo didn't say anything, they all forgot that Black Wind Shuangsha was about to appear.

Being watched by everyone, Han Changsheng didn't seem to notice, he yawned, closed his eyes and meditated: "I think you just wait!"

Huang Bo shook his head, raised the banner and shouted: "This is at the request of the majority of netizens, they are waiting for you to fill in the hole."

Han Changsheng snorted, "Then may I ask if your name is Guangda, or Netizen, or your real name is Guangda Netizen?"

Huang Bo angrily pointed to the live broadcast camera in front of him, "The ones watching your live broadcast are... the majority of netizens."

"them"

Han Changsheng glanced at the camera, curled his lips, and lay down again with his eyes closed, "Exactly...they call me mentally ill, I don't care if they die or not!"

"You are not afraid that you will anger the majority of netizens and collectively boycott "Life after Life" produced by your Mrs. Han."

Huang Bo's back felt cold, and he hurriedly turned on the self-rescue mode.

He knew that this character really didn't care about everything, but he couldn't.

This... Lord has a stubborn temper, and his so-called "Qingshan Mental Hospital"