In front of the camera, everyone in the film crew had no resistance. They were sung by Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu. They were ridiculed until they flew up. The late bus finally rescued them. After getting on the bus, Mrs. Fu finally stopped taking them away. .
Jane Ruixi died down, not for the sake of enough, but her attention shifted to other places.
Luckily, I caught up with the empty carriage, and successfully found a seat after getting in the car. Jian Ruixi wanted to be by the window, so Mr. Fu chose the outside, and the two sat side by side.
The heating in the car was sufficient, and finally no longer shivering, but the confined space and the muddy smell made the pampered Mrs. Fu a little uncomfortable, because they were sitting in the back row, front and back, there were no other passengers except the camera crew, Jane Rixi didn't worry about disturbing the people, so she opened a corner of the window.
When the cold wind blew, Jian Ruixi shivered, but she also had a refreshing feeling of being alive. She couldn't help but leaned her head against the glass window and continued to blow. Mr. Fu broke her head in time and said helplessly: " Why shouldn't you blow to your head, what should I do if I have a cold?"
I vaguely remember that the elders said this to herself when she was young, and Jian Ruixi couldn't help but tilt her head up and joking: "You are serious like my dad."
Fu Shiyuan was taken aback, before he had time to say anything, Mrs. Fu had already called out to herself: "President Fu Dad!"
The choreographers Xiaoyi and Xiaolin sitting in the back row couldn't help but sneered, thinking that Mrs. Fu called President Fu "Papa Bi" in the last issue, and today she became "Papa Fu" again. It seems that this stubbornness will be overwhelming.
But there are also some doubts. Dad is Dad. Even Dad Fu sounds better than President Fu's father. Is there anything special about Mrs. Fu's name
Not only was the staff curious, Mr. Fu also expressed incomprehension about his sudden title, and asked directly, Jian Ruixi swallowed the words "Golden Master Dad" that slipped to his lips, and said with a smile: "I think Mr. Fu’s father sounds better than the president’s father. What do you think Mr. Fu?"
Mr. Fu shook his head with a look that she couldn't help but he didn't plan to continue talking about this topic, and reached out and closed the window a little bit smaller.
Jian Ruixi followed his movements and looked out the window. With a thought, she began to appreciate the scenery that made her a little strange.
The bus doesn’t drive fast, and the roads in towns and towns are not flatter than in the city. The sway of the car just allows the people in the car to have a panoramic view of the entire pastoral scenery. The fields in winter do not have the lush vitality in the impression, but only leave it. The next clusters of withered stubble, a bleak scene rushing over, some fields are filled with smoke, and at the end are farm houses, some are white walls and red tiles, and some are red walls and gray tiles, dotted with colors in the gloomy fields , It seems like a witty landscape painting.
When I came here last time, Jian Ruixi was thinking about the show, so naturally she didn't want to appreciate the surrounding environment and scenery. Now she is an old driver, and she talks happily. In fact, her mentality is very stable, and she also has a leisurely mood to appreciate the wild fun outside the window. Scenery.
While looking out the window, Jian Ruixi praised the authentic farm life here, which is much more pure and natural than the so-called farmhouse. If you are experiencing a different life, bring children here and run and play in the vast fields when you are busy. Very good experience.
When Mr. Fu heard the words, he leaned over and smiled: "Jayce is energetic. I am afraid that coming to the countryside will make him more enjoyable than camping."
Thanks to Mr. Fu’s reminder, Jian Ruixi thought of the energetic look of the little guy on the camping outing before, and suddenly felt a big head. Anyway, she just talked about it, and decisively changed her words: "Don't bring him here, Hold can't help it. "
Fu Shiyuan smiled cooperatively: "Okay, don't tell Jayce, just the two of us."
The wealthy couple commented on the outside scenery talking and laughing. The style of painting was not so relaxed as to do a task, but like a young couple outing and living in a world of two.
Xiao Lin and Xiao Yi in the back couldn't help but look at each other. One of them is in charge of the director of Mr. Fu, and the other is in charge of Mrs. Fu. Like the cameraman, they are the people who guard the guests almost all the time and have the most contact with the guests. However, girls must be more careful with their male compatriots. . From the morning, Xiaolin and Xiaoyi noticed an indescribable atmosphere between the two. They were observing secretly, and they suddenly realized that Fu always regarded the recording of the program as two. The human world is over!
The two young choreographer girls ate a lot of dog food, and they were a little bit wondering whether they should evaluate the couple as being too romantic or too big-hearted. But the audience should like this discovery very much.
Half an hour later, Daheng Village arrived. It was still the familiar intersection, but it might be in a good mood. Jian Ruixi looked at the winding and long concrete road connecting the village entrance, no longer full of complaints, but energetic: "Go Pikachu— "
Mr. Fu, who had already taken a step with the box, almost staggered and looked back at her: "So you are not going to leave?"
Mrs. Fu, who was a few steps behind, complained heartlessly: "Who makes you like a person to go first."
Fu Shiyuan looked down at his long legs, and then looked back at Mrs. Fu. It was obvious that Mrs. Fu's legs were too short to keep up with his speed. However, as a perfect gentleman, he would not pick out such words, standing still waiting for Mrs. Fu to follow up, and stretched out his only free hand to her.
Jane Ruixi put her hand up with satisfaction, and the small hand held the big hand and strode forward.
This scene fell in the eyes of Xiaolin Xiaoyi behind him, and it was not so romantic. Although the man was tall and upright and the woman was exquisite and elegant, just looking at the back, there was a pair of bi people. It’s just that Mrs. Fu’s performance was set off a second ago. How do Xiao Lin and Xiao Yi now think that Mr. Fu is like a father holding a bear child╮ (╯3╰)╭ But in Jian Ruixi’s view, she is not lucky for a humorous girl like her. Poor, just two minutes after leaving, a clear horn sounded from behind. Turning around, the uncle who drove the electric tricycle said hello with a smile: "Boss Fu and his wife are here again, have you eaten yet?"
Last time Jian Ruixi and Mr. Fu lived in Daheng Village for two days, and there were so many people from the TV station who followed the film. It can be said that the whole village, oh no, caused a sensation in the nearby ten miles and eight villages, and the people in the whole village are even more okay. They came to watch. They didn't know this well-known couple before. They heard that the staff called Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu, and the simple rural aunt called them Boss Fu and Boss Fu's daughter-in-law.
"Boss Fu’s little daughter-in-law," Jian Ruixi is unhappy every time he hears this down-to-earth address, and she is also now, trying to hold back her smile, waving hello: "Morning, uncle just came back from town?"
This uncle Jian Ruixi happened to know him and lived next door to them. During the recording, he and his wife came to visit Jian Ruixi with their jobs. They didn’t even need a chair. When they entered the yard, they squatted proficiently on the ground to say hello to them for the first time. Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu who were exposed to this kind of guest mode were amazed, and Jian Ruixi was deeply impressed by this uncle.
Not only did she remember the uncle, but also Mr. Fu, who turned her head and shouted with a smile.
The uncle replied that he went to the town to deliver the food and came back. He drove past them in a small three-wheel drive and quickly stopped the car. He warmly invited: "It's a bit far from the village. Or you can bring the box up. Go back to the village?"
Jian Ruixi couldn't help but look at President Fu a little bit, and she was really moved. After hesitating, the resolute uncle had already got out of the car to help them carry the boxes into the car. Jian Ruixi and Mr. Fu were no longer entangled. They got on the tricycle with kindness, and both came to the countryside to ask for a living. Riding the tricycle should also be a good experience.
They moved so fast that they were dumbfounded by the camera brother and others. After sitting firmly, President Fu politely turned around and asked them, "Are you going to get in the car?"
This is just a polite remark. The owner of the car did not say anything. Besides, the tricycle can carry two adults and a large 32-inch password box is already a heavy load. It might be dangerous to load it again. The camera brother shook his head and waved his hand. Said to ignore them.
But Mr. Fu still asked with concern: "Then what do you do? Can you keep up?"
The tricycle can’t run very fast. The cameraman is a young man who has been exercising all year round. He is not afraid to chase the tricycle. After the car is driven, Mrs. Fu is suddenly hit by seeing a group of people running wildly behind them. Smile, pat your thighs hahaha, "You guys have today too."
Cameraman:...
Can you still play happily together
Mr. Fu glanced at Mrs. Fu who was laughing wildly, helplessly lifted her forehead, and then took the machine from the camera brother nearest to him, "Give me things, you can follow along slowly, don't worry."
The kind-hearted Mr. Fu gave him a few favorability points from the staff. Mrs. Fu, who hadn't looked at it, was not disappointed. She got up and sat next to Mr. Fu and played with this big machine enthusiastically.
Riding a ride into the village, Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu also received warm greetings from the villagers, which was in sharp contrast to the first time that no one was interested. After all, no one knew Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu the first time. Now, they have lived in Daheng Village for two days, and the villagers regard them as "acquaintances". In addition, there is no work in the ground. People are idle. At this point, many people are basking in the sun for breakfast or chatting and playing cards. , Of course he will greet him a few words when he sees "acquaintances" entering the village.
Jian Ruixi and Mr. Fu smiled and nodded in greeting, and occasionally responded with a few sentences, and soon reached the door of "home".
Because the crew hadn’t followed up, Jian Ruixi and Mr. Fu didn’t rush into the door after getting off the car. They were basking in the sun and chatting with the neighbors who came over. After waiting for a few minutes, the cameraman came up to eat and ate. The guys, Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu also quickly entered the roles and brought them into the yard. Mr. Fu calmly asked, "Are you hungry? I will put my luggage later and I will prepare breakfast. I don’t know what’s in the refrigerator today."
Jian Ruixi paused, and couldn't help but think of her fear of being dominated by a coal stove last time.
At the beginning, the innocent Mrs. Fu still wanted to show the demeanor of a good wife and mother. As soon as she arrived in Daheng Village, she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to show her a hand. She unexpectedly entered the kitchen and was dumbfounded when she saw the original coal stove.
But Mrs. Fu is not prepared to take a dog leash. Since other children can cook rice and vegetables on a coal stove, of course she can too. Anyway, just boil the water and throw the noodles into the pot to cook. The stubborn Mrs. Fu washed the pot and poured it. Put the water on the stove and sit in the kitchen waiting for the water to boil.
Waiting and waiting, Jian Ruixi slowly discovered that something was wrong. The coal stove could not control the heat. It might take some time to boil the water. She was mentally prepared for this, but she burned it for several minutes with the lid covered, and it didn’t make much of it. It's hot, it's a bit strange. Jian Ruixi stepped forward to check, and finally raised the pot to see that the fire in the stove was dying.
If the coal stove is broken, you can only drink the northwest wind. The stubborn Mrs. Fu finally surrendered and almost collapsed and called for Mr. Fu to come in and put out the fire.
At that time, Jian Ruixi really didn't have much hope. Mr. Fu was a young master no matter how omnipotent he was. Due to the constraints of environment and education, he was good at this aspect. Once he gets to the countryside, I am afraid that he will be finished.
But he didn’t expect that Mr. Fu really had a way. He knew from a glance that Mrs. Fu had made a fatal mistake. She didn’t even pull out the plug and was blocked up and down. Can the fire not be extinguished (Jian Ruixi: Cover her face)
Mr. Fu removed the pot, unplugged it, and filled it with new briquettes. He went to the neighbor’s house and replaced them with red briquettes. He smoothly "revived" the fire at their house, and Mrs. Fu quickly ate it hot. I want to kneel down and sing "Conquer" to Mr. Fu.
The audience was surprised when they saw the trailer that Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu seemed to have exchanged scripts, and from that story, Jian Ruixi realized that Mr. Fu was more omnipotent than she thought, so in subsequent recordings, she always treated Fu. Always full of confidence, he would call President Fu like a beast whenever there is a situation, and President Fu has never let her down.
But this is a digression. In short, since the oolong incident, Jian Ruixi, who has had lingering fears, never took the initiative to get together in the kitchen, and the power was completely handed over to Mr. Fu.
After the trip to the island, she knew how good Mr. Fu’s cooking skills were, and she made up her mind to give Mr. Fu the biggest stage for him to play. When she heard his words, she naturally said, “Then I’ll clean up the room, today. Do you want to dry the quilt too?"
"The sun is so big, let's take it out and let it dry."
"I'll do it." Jian Ruixi volunteered. After finishing the division of labor, she thought about breakfast. She sighed a little sadly, "I don't want to eat noodles anymore. I don't have much material, so I can't use your craft at all."
Mr. Fu smiled and said: "Then see if there is any leftovers in the pot later, and make you an egg fried rice?"
Even Mr. Fu, who was born in a wealthy family, knew that he used the leftovers. Of course, Jian Ruixi also went to the village to follow the customs, "Egg fried rice is okay."