Daheng Village is not in Beijing, but in a village in a neighboring city. The program team planned a route. Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu first took the intercity train to the neighboring city, and then took a one-hour bus to the destination.
In order to catch up with breakfast, the program team reminded them that it is best to take the morning train.
So Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu got up before dawn to pack their bags.
Although the lot was drawn only last night, they actually learned about these arrangements early in the morning. They were under the camera again. Of course, they had to be more active. So after getting up, Jane Ruixi looked into the mirror and took care of her sunhat. , Optimistically said, "If you think on the bright side, you should travel next door. We have been married for so many years and haven't gone out alone for fun, haven't we?"
Mr. Fu is fitting their clothes. Even though he is a respected and respected son, his actual life skills are not necessarily worse than Mrs. Fu. At least he can fold his clothes neatly and put them in a suitcase in different categories. If he is replaced by Mrs. Fu, he can probably only go casually. Let it go.
If the staff were in the room, they would probably be stunned. Who would have thought that apart from sprinkling dog food frantically, Mrs. Fu would have such an old couple's mode of getting along in private
Only need to stay there for two nights, Fu Shiyuan didn’t prepare too much. Both of them had enough clothes in a large suitcase, and the space was quite rich, so I just helped Mrs. Fu, who loves beauty, put two T-shirts in. , So that she can change it whenever she wants-yes, the T-shirt, Mr. Fu has abandoned the suits and shirts she often wears, and put on casual sportswear. After all, they are going to record the show instead of traveling like Mrs. Fu said. Romance, her beautiful little skirts will only become a burden, so it's better not to bring one.
This is a fact that even Jane Ruixi is aware of.
But Mrs. Fu said so nicely, Mr. Fu also nodded and introspected in cooperation, "Yes, it seems that I haven't found time to play with you for so many years."
"So this time I have to behave well." Jian Ruixi turned around and gave Mr. Fu a kiss, and praised, "I will pack my luggage soon? Really capable."
Mr. Fu smiled helplessly, and while conducting the final inspection, he asked: "Are your other daily necessities organized?" Mrs. Fu doesn't need to bring more clothes, but the bottles and cans of skin care products and cosmetics add up to nothing. It's very spectacular. Unfortunately, as a straight man, Mr. Fu has no confidence to help Mrs. Fu tidy up these things, so he can only care about him verbally.
Jane Ruixi patted the cosmetic bag beside her, and proudly said: "I've installed it in the morning, and we can set off when I draw my eyebrows!"
In fact, Jane Ruixi not only drew her eyebrows, but also quickly put on lipstick, and patted her cheeks as blush with her fingers, and turned around full of energy, "You're done."
At this time, Fu Shiyuan also stood up with the box, and finally saw Mrs. Fu's shape, he couldn't help but twitched his mouth, "Is this a straw hat?"
Are they really going for an outing
Jane Ruixi raised her chin in satisfaction, "It's used as a straw hat. In case the program team arranges for us to go to the field to do farm work, at least we don't have to worry about getting tanned with it."
Mr. Fu nodded against his will: "Prepared well."
The imagination is also rich enough, and the program team did not ask his wife to be a screenwriter.
Jian Ruixi didn't know what Mr. Fu thought about her, even if she knew she would not care, she walked out of the room with Mrs Fu's arm happily, and just looking at the expression, people who didn't know really thought they were going on vacation.
The staff who had been waiting outside the door saw Mrs. Fu’s state and heaved a sigh of relief. After all, according to their plan, the next two days of filming, Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu will indeed be more difficult. It can be said that in the four groups of families As far as they are the worst offender, the film crew has always been in fear, and they really can't help it if they put the burden on them temporarily. Fortunately, Mrs. Fu seemed to be in good spirits, and they were relieved.
This is not to say that Mr. Fu’s attitude is not important, but that Mr. Fu’s always smiling face is full of joy and anger. With his skill, I am afraid that even if he talks about canceling the contract, he will be able to smile. In the end, the smiling tiger in the business world is not just getting ridiculous. In contrast, Mrs. Fu is easier to get along with.
In addition, they secretly observed Mrs. Fu's daily life in the past two days and concluded that-Mrs. Fu is good, that is, it is really good. Seeing her smiling face, Mr. Fu must be in a very good mood.
The film crew relaxed to keep up with Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu.
Since getting up today, Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu have been experiencing a state they could not experience before. For example, the first time they caught the subway before the morning rush hour, when they got off the station, the number of passengers on the subway suddenly increased. The high-speed rail station is also more vacant than in the phenomenon, which makes Jian Ruixi a little relieved: "The program group wants us to leave so early, it is a good thing."
The big brother carrying the camera smiles shyly. Since yesterday, this big brother has been completely conquered by Mrs. Fu, who has a variety of looks, including now, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, with almost no trace of makeup on the face, pure and beautiful, just like a female college student. Mrs. Fu is still so radiant in the eyes of the elder brother.
Upon seeing this, President Fu turned Mrs. Fu's head around without any trace, and said with a warm smile: "Are you hungry?"
Jian Ruixi was confused and touched her flat belly, "It's okay, I have always eaten breakfast late, but you go to work early, are you hungry now?"
Fu Shiyuan shook his head: "Fortunately, it should be able to support Daheng Village."
Jian Ruixi didn't care much anymore, but suddenly thought of something, and smiled at President Fu, "Speaking of which, Jayce is also getting up now, right?"
"He should get up a little later this weekend."
Jayce used to wake up at a fixed time every day, whether it was cold or hot, going to school or on vacation, but what mother brought and what cubs, he and Jane Ruixi mixed for more than half a year, and occasionally started to sleep in bed on weekends, especially after school started. The weather is not so hot, and it is more suitable for a lazy night's sleep.
Jane Ruixi has already taken out her mobile phone, "We all get up so early, how can Jayce sleep in at home? The whole family is to be neat and tidy."
As soon as the words were over, the phone was dialed. Soon, a cute little milk voice came from the other end of the phone, "Good morning Mommy."
Jian Ruixi showed a bright smile: "Morning baby—"
The half-hour drive soon ended. Jian Ruixi also ended the conversation with Erzha, got off the car and changed to a new mode of transportation, and the bus swayed towards Daheng Village.
When I arrived at the destination with the stars and moon, the sun was already in the air. The bus didn't report the stop, but Jian Ruixi and Fu Shiyuan looked like ordinary people. With the camera accompanying them, the conductor reminded them enthusiastically: "The intersection ahead is Daheng Village, and you can see the village downhill."
The conductor was holding Mandarin in dialect, and there were many passengers in the car one after another. They were crowded in the middle of the aisle. Jane Ruixi had to squeeze out very hard, so she didn't listen to what the conductor said. She just nodded and waited. After getting out of the car, she looked blankly at the intersection of the village and the shop. She was so angry that she almost burst into swearing, "Well, is the Daheng Village here?"
Mr. Fu was still very careful, pointing to the ramp and said, "The conductor said that just walk in from here, there should be nothing wrong."
The staff also nodded silently at the back, they were all arranged, of course it could not be wrong.
Jian Ruixi took a closer look, and could see the house vaguely, and the golden rice fields were also pretty, but she was still a bit depressed, "The village is too far from the road junction, can it be that the residents here go out every day," Do you still have to travel to the intersection to take a ride?"
Mr. Fu was amused by his wife's humor, and her boyfriend picked up the suitcase with great strength, and took the small suitcase in Mrs. Fu's hand, "Let's go down."
Jian Ruixi raised her eyebrows and glanced at him. She was very happy and asked thoughtfully, "Are you tired of carrying both boxes?"
President Fu is personable: "There are wheels, how can you be tired."
Jian Ruixi smiled when she heard what she wanted to hear. She only needs to carry her small backpack instead of carrying her luggage. How happy she is.
In a good mood, she took the initiative to take Mr. Fu's arm and skillfully poured the ecstasy soup, "You are so handsome today."
Mr. Fu, whose ears were getting calluses, didn't even lift his eyelids, "How handsome is he?"
"Three meters eight!"
Mr. Fu nodded in agreement: "It seems to be a little more handsome than usual."
Usually Mrs. Fu only said that he was two meters eight meters away.
Obviously, only the person involved understands this question. Maybe it's the little taste between their husband and wife, and the camera crew behind them is dumbfounded: What are Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu talking about
In all fairness, the rural landscape of Daheng Village is quite charming, especially for those who are used to living in the reinforced concrete city. When they first see this neat rice field, they really feel refreshed.
The wheat ears were dyed golden yellow by autumn, and the breeze blowing is a true portrayal of the "wind blowing wheat waves". This beautiful landscape not only really reminds Jian Ruixi of the outing scene with her classmates in elementary school, she even has a little bit of it. My son wanted to sing, and he hummed inadvertently, "Daddy, can you sing "Little Star"?"
Feng Shui turns around, and Mrs. Fu’s sudden stalks can’t even catch Mr. Fu.
Mrs. Fu, who turned on the drama mode, didn’t care about everyone’s reactions. Anyway, she will have to edit later. It doesn’t matter. She continued to mutter, "No way? Then I'll teach you how to do it."
Walking on the country road, Mrs. Fu cleared her throat and began to hum the English version of "Little Star", "Twinkle twinkle little star..."
"..." Mr. Fu, including the entire crew, watched her performance in amazement.