But when talking about Zhang Zifeng and Ye Mingxuan's intimacy, Teacher Huang and He frowned frequently and whispered a few words to the director.

This is how young people are, and they wish they could stick together at all times, but Zhang Zifeng's 18th birthday has not yet passed. If it is spread to the outside world, it will inevitably be a storm. The two children are willing to each other and cannot break up. This matter requires Teacher He to help. Everyone deliberately guides public opinion and has to suppress it.

"Actually, I don't think there is any need to worry. Director Ye is mainly behind the scenes, so the impact will not be too great. Xiao Zhang must pay attention. Although there are few crazy fans in recent years, it is not impossible. There are many things that have turned from hatred because of love!"

Du He's situation back then was similar to that now, except that he and his wife were in their twenties back then. The main reason was that his own fame was not worthy of, so there was nothing else.

"Be careful, Zhang Xiaomei is a good actor, don't be ruined by Internet trolls."

"Teacher He, you are watching here, I'm going to cook!"

Teacher Huang rubs his nose. Children don’t know that people’s hearts are sinister, and some people are waiting for you to make mistakes.

…

Zhang Zifeng was shy, but Ye Mingxuan was generous in chatting with the villagers and joked. Since he accepted it, he was ready to face everything. At most, he would just quit the entertainment industry and be happier than his family.

"Dear uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, please let me go. Zifeng is thin-skinned. What if I don't want me, where can I find such a good girl?"

"Don't be afraid, my aunt is a famous matchmaker in all corners of the country. She is afraid that she will not be able to find a girlfriend?"

"Hey~ Aunt, you don't understand this. You can only take one scoop of 3,000 water. It's enough to have someone in our life who knows the cold and warmth and the warmth and the warmth and the warmth and the warmth are willing to accompany you for the rest of your life!"

Ye Mingxuan simply moved out all the stools and chairs. The elderly who were older were sitting first. There were so many people sitting on the three or five benches. Most of the rural people were simple and close to each other. When they went home, they brought their own stools and chairs.

Many people are also interested in Teacher Huang’s cooking and watch outside the kitchen.

In the yard and the living room on the balcony were full of people eating melons, and the program team did not stop it. If it hadn't been raining and could not have gone down the field, there wouldn't be so many people.

"Have you seen our show?"

“See it.”

"have."

"What show?"

Whether you have watched it or not, Ye Mingxuan greets you with a smile and chats. He does not require everyone to watch it, nor can he force everyone to tell lies for the sake of the performance of the show. Everyone gathers together and puts snacks and fruits on it, making it lively and say whatever they want. Some questions that seem malicious to the outside world are just asking casually.

"Baby, are you married?"

The old lady in the village looked trembling, but her thinking was very clear. The old lady took out a stack of square handkerchiefs and took them apart layer by layer.

"Not yet, grandma, how old are you this year?"

After Ye Mingxuan finished speaking, the old lady looked confused and didn't hear what she was saying clearly. Ye Mingxuan said it loudly again.

"This kid scared the old woman, why are you so loud?"

"Grandma, did you mean it?"

"I am not deaf or blind, the old woman has a smart ear!"

After the old lady said that, she muttered in her mouth, and there were two big white rabbit milk candies in the middle of the opened handkerchief?

"One person, sweet and sweet."

"Thank you grandma!"

The elderly are like children, and sometimes they are very naughty. Ye Mingxuan and Zhang Zifeng like this feeling very much, it is plain and real.

"It's so sweet, thank you grandma!"

Zhang Zifeng climbed on Ye Mingxuan's back, his round chin supported Ye Mingxuan's head, hugged his neck, and his eyes narrowed like crescent moons.

"No need to thank you, isn't it sweet?"

"Uh-huh!"

"This was something the old woman was reluctant to eat when she got married, so she stayed there! It has been preserved for decades."

The old lady smiled on her face, and the wrinkles could not stop the old lady's young heart. Every time she went out, the old lady would bring two milk candies. It was not that the old lady was greedy, but that it was prepared for the children in the village.

I kept holding the candy paper in my hand and opened it to take a look. The date of production was last month.

"Grandma, did you get married last month?"

The villagers were overjoyed, and this young and old was really interesting.

The old lady raised her crutch and knocked Ye Mingxuan on her leg.

"The old woman will be ninety-two in two months."

"Oh. You are over ninety years old? I can't tell you. I think you are fifty years old at most, and it's okay to live another fifty years!"

Ye Mingxuan picked up a red date on the plate and wiped it clean on his clothes.

"Grandma, try this date is so sweet!"

"No, I can't bite."

The old lady took the red dates, wrapped them in a handkerchief, and put them in her pocket.

"Take it home for my son to eat!"

"Didn't you come?"

Ye Mingxuan asked casually, but the old lady sighed.

"I can't come, I'm sick, I can't get up in bed."

Seeing that Ye Mingxuan wanted to ask, Teacher Huang covered his mouth and said softly: "Grandma's son is in his sixties and cannot get out of bed with a cerebral infarction. Don't talk about this."

Ye Mingxuan was in a heavy mood. When his mother watched him as he was tortured by illness, he left earlier, how painful was he in his mood?

"Peng Peng, Xiaoxuan is on the way!"

Teacher Huang shouted, Peng Peng threw down the plate and ran into the kitchen quickly.

The crowd began to evacuate and went home. It was always impolite for so many people to watch people eat. Whether it was the ones who were eating or the ones who were watching, they were uncomfortable. Why didn’t you cook some food for everyone? Let’s try making a meal for ten people when you go home!

The old lady got up and wanted to leave. Ye Mingxuan hurriedly held it and patted Ye Mingxuan's hand off. The old lady said dissatisfiedly: "Don't help me, I can still leave!"

He was really a childish temper, and Ye Mingxuan was not angry. He followed the old lady to the door and watched the old lady walk through the corner before returning to the house.

Although this meal was very comfortable, Teacher Huang made it very comfortable. The earth stove and the gas stove with double stoves fulfilled Teacher Huang’s dream of using a gas stove in the show.

Cooking rice in a large pot and cooking in a gas stove, it was fast and comfortable. A large group of people surrounded the coffee table in the living room. The master's elder brother and sister sat in the main seat, Zi Feng next to the elder sister, next to Du He, and Zhang Yi next to the elder brother, Peng Peng and Ye Mingxuan each had a small stool.

The eldest sister looked fine, but the eldest brother was a little restrained. She only ate white rice and hardly ate vegetables. Teacher He was very thoughtful and kept picking up food for the eldest brother, and kept trying to find topics to relax.

"I must thank my elder brother and sister for their strong support for this meal. The gas stove is comfortable to use!"

No wine, drinks and tea instead.

"Sister, brother, I am on behalf of the program team, thank you!"

"What are you thanking? You are filming programs in our village and promoting our agricultural products. We have to thank you."

The eldest sister is generous and unpretentious, and she doesn't feel uncomfortable when facing the camera.

"Brother, is our main wheat planter?"

"No...no, I planted some citrus at home."

"This is good, uncle and aunt, can you bring some orange dates?"

Ye Mingxuan was outspoken and blurted out without thinking.

"August oranges are not ripe yet?"

"There are no oranges, and there are a few cans of canned oranges you can make. If you want them, I'll get them for you."

When Peng Peng heard the words canned, his eyes lit up, and Zhang Zifeng seemed to be a little moved.

"Thank you so much. I'm having dinner at your house again, eating your dates, and getting your canned food~"

"What's this? We don't have anything here, there are so many oranges. Just eat whatever you want. Who can't have some canned food!"
Chapter completed!