The film king struggles with raising a baby every day

The popularity of the variety show was good, coupled with the deliberate promotion of the program group, soon there were several hot searches on it, and the attention continued to rise.

Fu Jiu and Fang Kangjun were far away in the small mountain village, the signal was intermittent, but they knew roughly what was going on.

When Fang Kangjun came back this morning, he was not only in a better mood, but he thought he found money when he went out in the morning.

Fu Jiu looked at the other party childishly showing the 'strawberry' on his neck, and sat in front of the computer in a deep voice to continue working.

Oh, how can he react?

childish.

After the first episode of the variety show was launched, the program team took advantage of the heat to finish filming the remaining few days and edited it together to form the second episode.

As soon as it was put on, the threshold was broken again, and when the whole network was discussing this variety show, the adults and children who had been in the mountains for nearly a week finally set foot on their way home.

Fang Kangjun walked with the big army, and told Fu Jiu that he didn't want to step on shit again, but in fact he never took his eyes off his lover.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Fu Jiu smoked a cigarette in annoyance, the pungent smell of smoke made him unable to react for a while, coughing until his face turned red.

"When do you plan to go back? We finished recording the show and are going to go home." Just as Fu Jiu was sitting at the door, watching the person humming and packing up, feeling sore in his heart, he received a message from A text message from Gu Niansi.

"I guess it will be a little late for you, and there are still a lot of things on hand that haven't been done."

"Okay, see you at home then."

Gu Niansi, who was busy sending text messages, hadn't had time to clear up his thoughts before the last sentence, but was attracted by Jaska who was thumping on the bed, and sent roughly what he wanted to say, and then put the phone away. Go into the pocket and see what the little fat boy is going to do this time.

The person who sends the text message is casual, but the person who receives the text message is pondering word by word.

Back then, the college entrance examination relied on the appreciation and analysis of ancient poems, but Fu Jiu didn't take it that seriously.

See you at home.

is home……

Fu Jiu chuckled, although they were just neighbors, in the eyes of the other party, they were home.

very nice.

……

……

Fu Jiu didn't stay long, Gu Niansi also went back on the fourth day after he arrived home.

The first thing is to go to mother's house, to see Jasca.

As soon as he got in, before he took off his shoes, he heard the sound of a "da da da" toy gun. Turning his head, he saw Kaka wearing dinosaur pajamas and pajamas, running towards him with a toy gun in his hand, his red lips parted slightly, and followed The sound effect of the toy gun is called together.

Fu Jiu knew how many toys Jaska had, and he definitely didn't buy them.

"Did Dad buy it for you?"

The central air conditioner in the room is constant temperature, Fu Jiu is naturally not worried that Kaka will be cold, and boys, after all, were restless when they were young.

Jiaska's eyes were wide open, full of love for toy guns, and she nodded vigorously, "Dad bought it. Dad said that Kaka performed very well, so I bought a toy as a reward for Kaka."

Fu Jiu looked at the silly son in front of him, and thought of the audience's finely cut video of Jaska crying in tricks, and the title of crying monster...

Regarding Gu Niansi's opinion that he performed well, Fu Jiu summed it up as - father and son are of the same heart, after all, he is reluctant to blame the child.

"I played for you, and I went on a trip with my father." Fu Jiu bent down and held a toy gun in his hand. Hearing this, Jiaska, who had a frightened expression, picked it up, feeling a little sour in his heart, "Now it's time to learn." It's time."

"Father... I just finished one-on-one English..."

"That's right, just train with me one-on-one in real scene."

"..."

No matter how fun a toy gun is, it cannot conceal the pain of being caught by a jealous father and sent to study.

Jaska hung her head and gave up struggling.

Gu Niansi, who bought a toy gun for someone because of Jaska's acting like a baby, was sitting cross-legged on the sofa looking at recipes, with an ipad next to him playing a cooking video.

All this is because of Fu Jiu's two casual compliments, which made Gu Niansi feel that he has the talent to cook.

After coming back, after resting for a day, he was dragged by Liao Man to catch up with the announcement. Today he learned that Fu Jiu was back, and made an appointment to have dinner at his house, so he happened to be learning and selling.

I thought it would be as successful as in the mountain village, but who knew...

Fail, fail, fail.

If it wasn't for the experience of him successfully cooking bamboo tube stewed chicken on the video platform, Gu Niansi would have suspected that he might have had a dream.

In the end, I had no choice but to go out and buy a few cold dishes. When I came back, I heated and stir-fried them in a low-power pot, and then made the simplest seaweed egg drop soup.

It is moderately salty and can be eaten.

When Fu Jiu drove back here from home, the food was just on the table, still steaming.

"Did you cook?" Fu Jiu looked at the dishes on the table and wondered if the other party had been taken away by someone since he hadn't been back for a few days, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Cutting cucumber slices into cucumber pieces, the young man who almost cut his hands bleeding profusely stood by and touched his nose, laughing in embarrassment.

"Ham, if you can eat it, you can eat it. Come and try it and see if it tastes good."

Gu Niansi went into the kitchen and took two pairs of chopsticks, and handed them to the man sitting across from him, urging him to taste the food quickly.

In fact, what I want people to taste and evaluate most is to get seaweed egg drop soup.

Gu Niansi, who was cooking for someone for the first time, was nervous as if he had passed the college entrance examination, staring at the man who put down the chopsticks.

As soon as the dish was in his mouth, Fu Jiu tasted it. It was not at the same level as the stewed chicken in bamboo tubes. It was a cold dish in the supermarket.

His face doesn't change, his heart doesn't beat.

Fu Jiu nodded, arbitrarily assigning the credit of the supermarket chef to the young man, and blew Rainbow's fart. Out of the corner of his eye, he remembered the shame and embarrassment of the person opposite with his blushing face.

After eating, I scooped up the soup and put it in the bowl.

Yipin...

This is the true level of Gu Niansi, and he can eat eggs in the soup, which is not a loss.

Gu Niansi had already eaten a lot when he went to the supermarket, and now he was sitting on the dining table without moving his chopsticks a few times. Seeing that the person finally drank the soup he made, his eyes lighted up, and he quickly asked, "How is it?" Like? Is it good to drink?"

"Okay... well, it's delicious."

Fu Jiu went against his wish again, and added a bowl of soup to him, showing the deliciousness of the soup with practical actions.

"Then I'll drink a little too."

It's not that Gu Niansi hasn't tasted the dishes that failed, and he got a stomach ache at night. He only dared to drink the salted water when he made this seaweed and egg flower soup today.

After all, the harm is small.

Seeing Fu Jiu's full face now, "This is simply the best soup I've ever had in my life", I was slightly moved in my heart.

He even wanted to taste the soup that Fu Jiu said was delicious.

Who knew that just when Gu Niansi was about to reach out to pick up the soup ladle to make some soup for himself, his hand was tightly caught by the man sitting opposite him, unable to move.

The author has something to say: Fu Jiu: I still don’t know whether I drank seaweed egg drop soup or seaweed eggshell soup that night.