As Zhang Man shouted: "Zhang! Happy! Happy!"
As if suppressed by his natural blood, Zhang Lele's child's movements stopped mechanically.
He raised his head and asked for credit: "Sister, do you think I am smart or not? I see it is written in the rules that the program team will not care about food for the next three days. We can only obtain ingredients by completing tasks. However, I am too young to know how to cook." Rice, as for your cooking skills, sister..."
Understanding the hesitation in Zhang Lele's eyes, Zhang Man's expression became wonderful. Zhang Lele, who was familiar with his sister, hurriedly added:
"I mean, at least my sister can make instant noodles. I like the instant noodles that my sister cooks the most. Hehe, luckily, this time they brought my favorite tomato beef flavor, as well as my sister's favorite tonkotsu ramen. Our mother really has it. Such foresight.”
Seeing his brother acting weird, Zhang Man could only slowly discuss with him what he needed to bring for the next three days. After all, the program team would not provide a change of clothes or toiletries. A fat kid like his brother is the most attracted to mosquitoes. If If he didn't leave the mosquito repellent, he would probably turn into a red and swollen fat man when he got home, and even her grandmother wouldn't be able to recognize him.
On the other side, Cao Wanrou packed her suitcase and sorted out a bunch of necessities, but she couldn't put them all into her hiking bag anyway.
Knowing that the director would not change the rules, he looked at the others and found that Xu Lian and Sun Yue were also messing with the suitcases, making them even messier than themselves.
The off-road vehicle loaded with supplies behind Xu Baoran and his brother returned directly to the original route. They were carrying things that had been streamlined by professional organizers. They had obviously made preparations in advance.
As for Ling Yifeng, who has only been taking care of Ling Yijin, it seems that he has forgotten what Aunt Song said. He promised to take better care of himself. After the variety show, he must complain to Aunt Song.
After all, Aunt Song is her biological mother, Cao Wanrou. Although Cao Wanrou looks down on her status as a mistress and has never called her mom, it has to be said that growing up, she has treated Cao Wanrou more than her other daughter Ling Yijin and Step-son Ling Yifeng is a hundred times better. This kind of preference that has no reason or principle makes Cao Wanrou very useful.
Huang Miao has almost taken care of it, but Cao Wanrou will never take the initiative to provoke Huang Miao in front of Xu Baoran.
All fools know that the benefits of choosing Xu Baoran, a direct descendant of the Xu family, are far greater than that of Huang Miao, the second generation of the nouveau riche. Huang Miao is just a fish in Cao Wanrou's pond.
Moreover, ever since she met Xu Baoran by chance, she could not forget it. Perhaps it was because of her wealth and support, and the background of her aristocratic family naturally added a layer of filter to Xu Baoran's bonus.
As for Bai Yuhao and the little-known Song Shichen, Cao Wanrou and the others didn't know each other at all. How could ordinary entertainment stars compare with young masters and ladies from wealthy families? Cao Wanrou had always felt that there was a rumor in the circle that the background of Bai Yuhao was not just a simple persona, otherwise Why didn't he know this person? Maybe he was kept by some rich woman.
Bai Yuhao seemed to have noticed Cao Wanrou's direct gaze. For a moment, his sharp eyes were directed at Cao Wanrou. Because it was too sudden, Cao Wanrou had not had time to take back the disdain on her face, and her expression changed very harshly.
Just when he was about to move his eyes elsewhere, he heard Song Shichen next to Bai Yuhao whispering in the direction of Cao Wanrou: "Tsk, it's so ugly!" Bai Yuhao nodded in agreement.
Cao Wanrou was so angry that she still remembered that this Song Shichen had helped Gu Yian answer questions and teased her. As expected, anyone who had the same bad taste as a wild girl was not a good thing, so she glared at them fiercely.
Finally, Gu Yian turned his eyes to the side and saw that Gu Yian directly put the smaller backpack he was carrying into the mountaineering bag issued by the program crew. He didn't even use it for 30 seconds. Squatting on the roadside with hands in his hands, he was in a daze.
Cao Wanrou curled her lips and thought to herself, the wild girl deserves to be raised in the countryside, she seems to be like a fish in water.
Regardless of what he was thinking in his heart, there was a smile on his face. He seemed to have forgotten the embarrassing scene before, walked up to Gu Yian and said:
"Sister, I originally brought this set of skin care products and cosmetics for both of us to use together. It's a customized version of Hailing's Mystery that Aunt Song gave me. Otherwise, I would put it here first so that it can be used conveniently by both of us. ."
Gu Yian looked at the packaging box that Cao Wanrou pointed at, which accounted for almost one-third of the suitcase, and kindly persuaded Cao Wanrou:
"Sister Cao, I hope you can install a GPS on your body so that you can know where you are. You said it was custom-made, and it is only worthy of your gold-encrusted face. So, I declined." After that, he turned around. Looking back and continuing to be in a daze without interest,
Cao Wanrou bit her lip and stood there awkwardly. When she noticed Huang Miao here, she immediately came to the rescue: "Xiaorou, I still have a lot of room in my backpack. I can help you pack some things. After all, you girls have a lot of stuff. I know ."
As he spoke, Huang Miao squatted on the ground, opened the bulging mountaineering bag, and frantically took out things until a third of the space was free.
But because Cao Wanrou's skin care product box was too big and cumbersome, Huang Miao couldn't put it in even after trying for a long time. He could only continue to take out his own things, vowing to put the goddess's things in it.
At this moment, Gu Yi'an was on the same level as Huang Miao. Seeing this, he shook his head and finally spoke: "Huang Mao, have you lost weight recently?"
Huang Miao was a little surprised when her future sister-in-law, who was not very polite, actually took the initiative to talk to her. She nodded: "Yes, I am working out." After all, she has to record a show and train to be stronger, so that Xiaorou will be safer. Feel it.
After Gu Yian heard the answer, he said slowly: "But everyone else is losing weight on their belly, back, waist, and legs. Why are you the only one who is losing brain cells?"
Before Huang Miao said anything, Cao Wanrou reacted first and apologized to Huang Miao: "Brother Huang Miao, don't argue with your sister. She didn't say you have no brains. She, she just..."
Cao Wanrou bit her lip lightly, looking like she couldn't help Gu Yian to excuse herself and let Gu Yian seek happiness on his own.
Huang Miao is still a little angry. She feels that she can be called Mr. Huang in the street. Why does her future sister-in-law deserve a beating? I heard that she grew up in the countryside. She must have been raised stupid, but Those words you say are all about treating others as fools and saying the same thing.
I don't get angry when others are angry. I have no one to take care of me when I get angry. I am not as smart as a fool.
Huang Miao prepared herself mentally, then gritted her teeth and said: "It's okay, good men don't fight with women."
Cao Wanrou: "???" Hey, you can't understand human language, right?
Gu Yian didn't care about the silly big guy and Green Tea. After all, human IQs do vary, so he ignored the two men's dark faces and muttered:
"Hey, no wonder they say you can't stay with fools for too long, as they can easily get infected.
This packaging box is so cumbersome, why don't you just take it apart and take out the contents and store them separately?
Come on, let me kindly sponsor a storage bag. "
Cao Wanrou heard Gu Yian's words and sneered:
"Sister, if you have never used such expensive skin care products, you may not know that this kind of thing must be placed in its original box.
What's more, what kind of storage bag is this? It looks like a plastic bag worth a few cents each. "
Listening to Cao Wanrou showing her superiority at every turn, Gu Yian didn't care and just replied casually:
"Sister Cao, we are not related by blood. Can you stop calling me "sister" all day long? Do you think this is the palace? You call me "wild girl" at home and you are very happy. You know how to pretend here? On.
What's more, I see that the long-legged beauty over there looks extraordinary. I calculated with my fingers and guessed that the skin care products she usually uses are not much worse than yours. Otherwise, we should ask her if the skin care products are not packed in packaging bags. Has it expired? "
Gu Yi'an turned his attention to Xu Baozhu and saw that she had long red curly hair, very light makeup, and a hint of the charm of a mature woman in her bright and majestic facial features. Seemingly noticing the dispute here, he came over to watch the excitement and didn't mind the matter.
"Oh? I heard that someone wants to see my skin care products?"
Gu Yian showed a rare sincere smile: "Yes, Sister Cao and Huang Mao want to learn from you on how to store expensive skin care products."
Xu Baozhu naturally heard what was going on, and pretended not to know what was going on. He took out the skin care products from his backpack. Obviously, just like Gu Yian said, there was no fancy packaging, just simply wrapped in a cloth bag. , greatly saving space.
Cao Wanrou was a little unhappy when she saw the two singing harmoniously. After all, she had regarded herself as the next generation of the Xu family's mistress, and the Xu family was hers. How could this sister-in-law still turn her elbows outwards?
Instead, Huang Miao looked suddenly enlightened, took the plastic bag from Gu Yian's hand, and said with satisfaction: "Xiaorou, you see, Gu Yian still cares about you, and he comes up with ideas and bags. ." Then he shook the plastic bag in his hand, and a bunch of Momo came out.
"What is this?" Huang Miao asked doubtfully.
Gu Yian said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just finished eating some of the melon seeds I packed before, so the bag can't be used as waste."
Huang Miao stuffed it back to Gu Yian in disgust: "Forget it, this is indeed a bit too low. Besides, why do you keep this kind of garbage? You can just throw it away."
Gu Yian continued to jump on Huang Miao's bottom line repeatedly: "Although I am an unqualified person, I can't bear to have the plastic bags that were dedicated to me like duckweeds missing, so I am eager to give them rubbish." Classification?"
Xu Baozhu laughed out loud, feeling more and more interesting that this real daughter living among the people was, as the saying goes, not the kind of pretentious person, and she was not the same type of person as Xu Lian, the white lotus.
When Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Xu Lian noticed the movement here and couldn't help but come over, regardless of the constant push against Xu Baozhu:
"Sister Baozhu, this skin care product of yours can't be a three-no product, right? The one we Xiaorou uses is the customized version of Hailing Mystery.
Why is your bottle still made of plastic? This is too low.
Even a young singer like me, who is an 18th-tier singer, has dubbed myself the classic version of The Mystery of Hailing.
Let me tell you, women should love themselves well and not be reluctant to spend money on themselves. They can still make money, but getting ugly and getting older is irreversible.
How about some anti-aging skin care essences that I recommend to you? I bought this for my mom during the holidays and she said it was useful. "
Cao Wanrou saw Xu Lian being stupid and didn't want to care about it, but the idiot mentioned her name again, so she couldn't help but pull her sleeve to signal her not to continue talking.
Xu Lian thought Cao Wanrou was praising her for doing well, and she became more and more proud.
Xu Baozhu twitched the corner of her mouth: "I seem to be a few months older than you. Are you sure you recommend me someone in your mother's age group?"
Gu Yi'an's words were not surprising: "Bai Lian'er may think of you as her mother. To be honest, when did you have such a great son who wants to die as a piety to you?"
Both those who were yin and yang and those who were not yin and yang were silent...
