He Jiang was distracted and just stepped into a soft mud pit, grabbed a handful of corn stalks, and quickly looked at the position of the camera.
Very good, I am shooting a distant scene, this sentence should not be included.
The strong waist and abdomen made He Jiang stabilize her figure, without thinking about changing her posture, she whispered to the phone: "What are you talking about?"
Shang Jing frowned: "I said don't do it."
He Jiang: "Where are you now?"
Shang Jing hesitated for a while, and went to the live broadcast room to take another look. He zoomed out and couldn't see He Jiang's expression clearly.
If I honestly admit that I made 18 catties of dumplings, and just made a phone call in the kitchen just to make He Jiang break less corn, wouldn't it be very embarrassing and embarrassing
Since it is a long-term prospect, there is no need to give He Jiang too much sweetness.
Shang Jing: "I'm on the bed, just woke up, very comfortable."
He Jiang's eyes darkened, and the mystery about peanuts came to mind inappropriately.
The hemp house, the red curtain house, and the Shang puppy lived in it.
It may be that the corn cobs have been soaked in water for too long, and alcohol has been fermented. He Jiang felt that she was a little bit over the top, and drank two taels of white wine out of thin air, so that she wanted to fry peanuts or something.
He Jiang gritted her teeth, controlled this dangerous thought in time, and said with a suppressed voice: "Then have you eaten yet? If you don't want to move, you can use the money to buy it for your assistant."
Shang Jing heard that his tone was not right, and couldn't figure it out. He clicked on the live broadcast and saw that he was taking a close-up shot.
He looked at He Jiang's gentle expression, changed his tone, and said, "Are you cold?"
The temperature in the north is quite low at this time, and the rainy day makes people tremble.
He Jiang's rain boots got water, but his body was warm: "It's not cold."
After answering the call from Shangjing, He can work in full swing for another three days.
Shang Jing picked the refrigerator with his fingernails, looked here and there, and said in an unskilled tone: "I will make dumplings for you. We will eat dumplings for three days. It only costs 400. Come back when you earn enough."
After finishing speaking in one breath, Shang Jing rested his forehead on the refrigerator to cool down.
How can being a sweet wife need a thick skin compared to being a smart one? If you are so angry, you will be inappropriate in the future.
Shang Jing hung up the phone.
He Jiang: "..."
He looks at the phone, is this shy
Shang Jing calmed down for two seconds, the phone vibrated again, and He Jiang called.
Shang Jing hesitated for ten seconds, but still answered.
He Jiang's voice was very gentle, with a tone of discussion: "The corn field here is seriously soaked in water and cannot be harvested by machinery. It requires a lot of labor, but most of the people who stay at home farming are elderly."
"I've come all the time, and I can help if I don't make money. I still follow the plan and book a train ticket for 7:00 in the evening. You can see me at 10:30."
"Can you steam twenty dumplings for me then?"
It's because everyone can't stand He Jiang's tone of voice that sounds like love words in his ears. Shang Jing has the illusion that if he disagrees, He Jiang will immediately go to the high-speed rail.
"Fine."
He Zhanan is worthy of being the best actor, the camera is his chopsticks for eating, he can't beat him in variety shows.
But... He Jiang is willing to help the old man break more corn, and Shang Jing agrees.
Shang Jing is so easy to talk, He Jiang endured it, but still couldn't hold it back, and asked tentatively: "Tonight...can I sleep in bed?"
Shang Jing: "Okay... let's do it." Who makes the working people the most honorable.
"Wait for me to go back." He Jiang hung up the phone and abruptly broke a piece of corn.
…
He Jiang's filming brother waded over in a hurry, and only captured the part where Shang Jing was talking about making dumplings. Before Shang Jing said something that made the film king lose his temper, he couldn't shoot it anymore.
At the request of a netizen, I followed the shooter and asked, "What did Teacher Shang say on the phone?"
He Jiang shook the phone and raised her eyebrows: "He said wait for me to go back and eat dumplings."
Studio.
"Ah, I'm dead, what kind of peerless wife is this?"
"Harder than corn bro."
"I made a pornographic report."
"Go and see, He Jiang's studio has made a public donation of 10 million!"
"Thank you, I also donated to support farmers."
"The male god is the best! It starts with appearance and is loyal to character! I will be a fan for a lifetime!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
"Mr. He is in my hometown, thank you Mr. He."
"You two are a perfect match, locked up, and Teacher Cen swallowed the key."
"I found that Shang Jing is not a master at all. The feeling he gives me now is that if my husband coaxes me a little more, he can personally deliver dumplings across provinces with an insulated box."
"Take off the filter upstairs, it's a bit exaggerated."
"Don't you have to wait until the show airs to see the scene where Shang Zai'er makes dumplings and steams them? Who came up with it?"
"To this day, I won't hide it from everyone. In fact, I can break 3,000 catties of corn a day, which is better than He Jiang. Shang Jing has a look at me."
"The bear breaks the corn, breaks 3000 catties?"
"I feel that Shang Jing is obviously soft-hearted about breaking the corn, and he didn't say it out of face. Listen to that tone, what a blessing He Jiang is!"
"It turns out that the distance between me and my beautiful wife is only three thousand catties of corn on the cob."
"As long as there is a peanut, it won't be..."
"Be sober, what you are short of is not three thousand catties of corn, but ten million donations."
"It hurts."
"It hurts."
Shang Jing hung up the phone and just went out, suddenly there were footsteps approaching, followed by the sound of two people arguing.
He recognized the voices of the second group of traffic flowers and traffic students.
Both of them turned off their microphones and were arguing quietly.
Lu Gaojie: "I gave you winks, can't you see? I don't agree to take wedding photos."
Huan Nalan: "How can there be no wedding photos in the wedding room? The wedding photos are beautiful."
Lu Gaojie: "We don't need money for the wedding photos? I said, are you too into the drama? We don't have this clause in our agreement. The wedding photos are all out. How can we untie them in the future?"
Couples are engaged in business to attract fans, but after unbundling, improper operation, the man's fans are likely to be attracted by a large number of women, and they will scold a few scumbags.
Huan Nalan: "This is just a very common part of a variety show. Are you overthinking it? Who contacted my manager first? Why do you want to set up an archway?"
Lu Gaojie: "Okay, okay, the words are so ugly, let's go back and continue."
Huan Nalan: "Also, I'm tired of putting up wallpapers, and you will let me rest in front of the camera later."
Lu Gaojie: "Isn't it? I'm not tired? You didn't propose to put up the wallpaper? Do you want to make a big change to the new house?"
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Huan Nalan: "Show affection and hype your boyfriend to attract fans. Looking at the number of fans on Weibo these two days, I'm giving you a chance. Learn from Teacher He and Teacher Cen."
Huan Nalan rolled her eyes: "The old drama is just different."
Business scene: "..."
It seems that everyone recognizes He Jiang's acting skills.
There are also Cen Feinuo and Zhuang Que, this couple is fake on the surface, but they are supported by Mr. Cen's acting skills.
Shang Jing has always thought that the traffic group is very affectionate, both of them are in their early twenties, enthusiastic and young, and their boyfriend always works hard to learn this and that for his girlfriend... Sure enough, everyone is acting.
"Brother photographer, what, delete it."
The photographer joked: "Okay, Mr. He is an investor, so delete it if the proprietress asks you to."
Variety shows that focus on pre-marital preparations, even if this kind of easter eggs are filmed, they cannot be posted.
Shang Jing walked out of the kitchen, and within two steps, he saw Zhuang Qun looking around, and ran over when he saw him: "Mr. He is not here, why don't you come have lunch with us."
Shang Jing looked at Zhuang Quin's eyes with a little blue, which he was too familiar with: "Are you insomnia?"
Zhuang Que paused, and said, "Last night, I slept in a room with Mr. Cen, and I... didn't fall asleep."
Shang Jing: "You're not used to being in the same room as others, so tell the director team about opening another room?"
"No, no, no!" Zhuang Quin waved his hands, his cheeks were a little red, "Teacher Cen is very good, I don't want him to think too much."
Shang Jing remembered the trending searches on the day of the release, and asked curiously: "Does Cen Feinuo really go to bed at 9:30?"
Zhuang Que: "Well... yes. Mr. Cen is very kind. He took the initiative to let me play with his mobile phone, regardless of his sleep. I just... played until two o'clock. Let's not talk, let's eat."
Shang Jing: "Okay, wait for me."
Shang Jing went back to the house, counted the money, kept one hundred, and sealed the rest in an envelope, intending to return it to Cen Feinuo.
He was afraid that he would not return it, so he couldn't help spending it. The other three groups were engaged in a variety of decorations, and he was fascinated by many small commodities.
Standing at the door, Zhuang Que said with emotion: "Your house is really beautiful."
It looks like the new house in the photo of his parents, very warm.
Shang Jing proudly said, "That's right, I like this style."
Cen Feinuo cooks occasionally. He didn't want to show it in variety shows. When he cooks, the camera position will definitely revolve around him. Each set of shots is limited. He originally wanted to leave more shots to Zhuang. quilt.
But He Jiang couldn't stand it and sent three messages.
Three o'clock in the morning: I'm off to work, and Xiaojing asks you to take care of me.
7:00 am: I buy an extra breakfast for my wife.
Ten o'clock in the morning: Shang Jing is alone, let him have lunch together, I remember you can cook, right
Zhuang Quin accidentally saw the last message, and asked in surprise, "Mr. Cen, do you know how to cook?"
Cen Fei Nuo: "Yes, what do you like to eat?"
Zhuang Qun: "Also, can I still order food?"
Cen Feinuo: "Okay, if you don't order, He Jiang will order food for the store. I still prefer to cook something my boyfriend likes."
Zhuang Que blushed: "That... pickled cabbage fish is okay?"
Cen Feinuo: "Okay, you can go and play with Shang Jing, and ask him to have dinner with him later."
As soon as Shang Jing entered the door, he smelled the smell of pickled fish and swallowed, "Thank you, Mr. Cen, this is two thousand and five, and the rest will be paid back when He Jiang comes back."
He Jiang had already paid back the bet money he had borrowed from Cen Feinuo, and he had won the three thousand from the program team himself.
Cen Feinuo took it without changing his face, and then sent a message to He Jiang: "Your wife paid 2,500 yuan for the meal, so I reluctantly accepted it."
After receiving the message, He Jiang was still sitting by the field and eating boxed lunch.
With a steamed bun in his mouth, he reached out and tapped Shang Jing's head, his eyes were full of smiles: Prodigal daughter-in-law.
In the afternoon, Cen Feinuo moved the two bedside tables to the balcony, and Shang Jing and Zhuang Quin drew and painted on them and played all afternoon.
At ten o'clock in the evening, He Jiang sent a message saying that the high-speed rail was off.
The implication is that Shang Jing should cook dumplings for him.
Shang Jing got up from the bed, smoothed the sheets, um, He Jiang will sleep in bed tonight.
While standing by the pot and waiting for the water to boil, Shang Jing took a look at his apron, and felt that it looked too much like a Xianhui licking a dog, so he quickly tore off the apron.
Ten minutes later, the dumplings were cooked, and He Jiang was still on the way.
Cooked too early.
Shang Jing was embarrassed at the pot for a while, and gave the dumplings to Cen Feinuo and Zhuang Qun for supper, which received unanimous praise.
Shang Jing waited, took the time to boil the water again, finished the dumplings, Shang Jing had nothing to do, when he realized that he had clicked on He Jiang's dialog box, he hurriedly switched it out, trying to cover up and opened another one.
It is the "Desperate Wife Alliance" group.
The business scene has nothing to say: Cen Feinuo's mysterious girlfriend, Mr. Cen is quite a nice person.
The fish with pickled cabbage was good for dinner. He ate two bowls of rice for lunch.
After a while, Cen Feinuo's mysterious girlfriend came online and replied: Yes! Teacher Cen is super nice! Good for friends too!
-Business scene: Indeed.
- Cen Fei Nuo's mysterious girlfriend: But... I think he didn't do well a little bit, ah, I don't know how to say it. Did you watch the live broadcast? He Jiang borrowed money from him to bet his wife for the last place, and he and Yang Yue helped cover it up. How, how could they lie to such a good wife together!
Shang Jing frowned, and suddenly remembered that when he was watching He Jiang's live broadcast harvesting corn, the "cheat my wife for a while" flashed occasionally in the barrage, and suspiciously searched for related news.
A minute later, Shang Jing's face darkened.
He Jiang clearly knew that he was playing games, but she just watched him speak nonsense without warning! It was to deliberately let him go up to embarrass himself, and then he bet three thousand to prove that he was in control!
hateful! Backstab his wife and make her a joke for netizens.
The three cronies tried to hide the truth, but fortunately, he also has a wife alliance, one in the open and one in the dark, so it is still his skill that counts.
Shang Jing stared at the boiling dumplings in the pot, gripped the spatula tightly, trying to pierce them all, and let He Jiang drink the northwest wind.
Forget it, why bother with the dumplings I made.
He Jiang didn't eat dinner, just waiting for Shang Jing's loving dumplings.
He rushed to the hotel room and saw a plate of steaming dumplings and vinegar on the table. Shang Jing propped his chin and sat beside him lost in thought. The lighting is warm and the scene is unbelievably warm.
He Jiang walked in calmly, sat down beside Shang Jing, and picked up the chopsticks: "It's very fragrant."
As soon as the dumplings smelled, you knew they were made according to my aunt's recipe. Shang Jing was quite talented when he was serious.
Shang Jing regained his senses from the thought of "how to ask Cen Feinuo to return 2500 with dignity", watched He Jiang eating dumplings, and deliberately found trouble: "Didn't you say that dogs don't even eat?"
He Jiang reacted for a moment, the words "Dogs don't even eat" are Shang Jing's comments when he cooks for the first time.
Hiss, there is no evidence for the dish dumping incident, and the dumplings made by Shangjing are so delicious, he can't tell.
He Jiang: "I was wrong last time."
Shang Jing: "You finally admit that you deliberately found trouble last time?"
How can his Qingshui top-quality beef and foie gras be unpalatable? Aren't dumplings boiled in water
He Jiang: "Dumplings are delicious, but..."
Shang Jing: "Thank you, I don't need your evaluation, Teacher Cen also said it's delicious."
He Jiang narrowed his eyes and said, "Did you send dumplings to Cen Feinuo?"
Shang Jing concealed the fact that the dumplings were cooked too early: "Teacher Cen invited me to lunch, and I'll cook him supper, what's wrong."
He Jiang gritted her teeth: "There's nothing wrong."
Is not the first to eat, feeling choked.
Shang Jing deliberately babbled: "People who are professionals say it's delicious, but you bully your wife every day. Teacher Cen can cook, and asked Zhuang Quin what he likes to eat, can you? A good man is a man who can cook! Really I envy his girlfriend."
Necessary Skills for Being Fine: Comparing your boyfriend's weaknesses with other men's strengths.
The veins on He Jiang's forehead were throbbing, and he didn't need to dip it in vinegar to eat dumplings. Shang Jing's words had the effect of pouring a vat of vinegar on his head.
"Is Cen Feinuo such a good person? He even blackmailed you two thousand and five today!"
I'm so angry, why is Shang Xiaogou different from the one on the phone? It's like a little liar who tricked honest people into working in a black kiln factory. He has a sweet voice and nice words, and he changes his face when he hangs up the phone.
What about hugging a soft wife after breaking the corn