During the holidays, there are many people coming to Songjiabao for tourism, but the most is Saturday and Sunday.

Today is Tuesday, so there are not many tourists.

Following Song Wen's instructions, Keer and Ye Bingning stayed in front of the Song Family Flavor Museum waiting for him. They came here to film for m.v, but they had already taken some shots in other places before, and there were only a few shots here, so they finished the shot soon. After the shooting, Ye Bingning asked the crew to go back, and Keer and he and Keer had to play here.

This time, shooting m.v is just secondary. The most important thing is to take Keer out to play. People cannot erase their children's happy childhood because of work and money.

Ke'er looked at the round castle and the quaint old street in front of her and felt that everything here was completely different from her hometown, but she could feel the kindness and intimacy of the people here.

Ye Bing stood by Keer tightly and looked around, for fear that some fans would suddenly come over and scare Keer, but obviously, her worries were unnecessary. Although Keer was famous, she probably told others that Keer was a star, and no one would pay attention to anything.

Ke'er was watching.

Suddenly, she heard a rumbling sound like a racing car from afar. Then, she saw Song Wen and the baby running over in a cool red and black four-wheeled motorcycle, followed by two black and white camels.

The boss Zhang was surprised for a moment. Ye Bingning also looked like he was seeing a ghost. After thinking for a long time, neither of them expected that Song Wen would appear in such a cool form.

When he came to Keer and Ye Bingning, Song Wen was about to say hello, but the baby and his family were squeezed aside. They were talking around Keer, making him unaware of what he was here for. Seeing Ye Bingning being abandoned by the side, he walked up to say hello, "Here you come."

Ye Bingning glanced at him coldly, without saying a word, but thought in her heart that this person was stupid. Didn’t he come or left?

Song Wen smacked his lips and was bored. He turned around and said to the babies who were still talking, "Okay, it will be dark if you continue. You can take Keer and the others back first, and then drive over to pick me up."

The four-wheeled motorcycle couldn't carry so many people, so he had to wait for the next trip.

"oh."

The baby responded and drove a four-wheeled motorcycle with the crow to carry Keer and Ye Bingning. He was about to drive, but he didn't expect that the little brat who was playing at home these days heard the sound of the four-wheeled motorcycle running out of the mountain store, hugging Song Wen's thighs like a wombat. He shouted in a naive voice: "Uncle Awen, I want to take the bus, I want to go to the mountain to eat peaches."

Isn’t this little slut, can’t I eat enough peaches?

Song Wen picked up the little guy helplessly and said, "Okay, uncle will take the bus with you later."

"No. Qiqi, you forgot. I just ate watermelon and had diarrhea a few days ago. You still want to go." Huang Wenfeng was startled when she saw her daughter running out and rushed out. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was hugged by Song Wen. However, when she heard that she wanted to go to Song Wen to play, she immediately opposed it. She went to Song Wen to eat too much watermelon and had diarrhea a while ago.

"I'm going, I'm going."

The child said that wind is rain. When he heard that his mother disagreed, Qiqi immediately started crying with her mouth shut.

The crying sounded the sky and spread throughout the streets in an instant, and everyone didn't have to look at it. Everyone knew that it was Qiqi from Song Hu's family who was crying again. The whole village counted that she cried the loudest, and could be heard from a distance from the village.

"Okay, okay. Stop crying, don't cry, you're all crying like a little cat. Mom won't let you go, uncle will take you there." Song Wen said, wiping Qiqi's tears that kept falling like pearls.

"But she just had diarrhea after eating watermelon," Huang Wenfeng hesitated.

"It's just not let her eat watermelon. Don't worry, I'll let Xiaojun and the others watch you."

"Okay!" Helplessly, Huang Wenfeng had to agree to let Qiqi go to Song Wen's house to play, otherwise the little guy wouldn't know how to make trouble.

Hearing her mother asked her to play, Qiqi immediately burst into tears and laughed, and said to Song Wen in a low voice: "Uncle Awen, Qiqi wants to eat peaches."

This little greedy ghost.

Everyone who listened to it laughed, and Huang Wenfeng was even more angry and looked at her heartless daughter with anger.

The baby and the others drove away first, and Song Wen took Qiqi and waited for the baby and the others to come back to carry it. Unexpectedly, he waited for a long time and did not see a figure coming to pick it up. Qiqi was really anxious and yelled to go up the mountain to eat peaches. He had no choice but to ask Song Hu to find a motorcycle to take them up and take the watermelon left behind by the boar.

This watermelon is also given as a fruit plate in the flavor restaurant after meals. Because the watermelon is sweet and delicious, people have specially ran from the county to eat for this after meal.

When I returned to the mountain, I saw the baby and the others sitting around the yard eating fruit happily, as if they forgot to go down the mountain to catch Song Wen.

When he saw Song Wen come in, the baby whispered, patted his head and said, "I seem to have forgotten to go and unemployed uncle."

Song Wen rolled his eyes when he heard this, thinking to himself, why didn't you forget to eat? Qiqi saw a pile of fruits on the table so greedy that she drooled. A few days ago, her mother didn't let her eat fruit because she ate too much watermelon. Now when she saw something delicious, she immediately rushed over. Song Wen hurriedly grabbed her and handed her over to Xiaojun, telling her not to let Qiqi eat watermelon, and after eating less fruit, she went to the kitchen to cook.

When guests come, as the host, of course they have to show off their skills and prepare a sumptuous lunch.

The river clams that were stocked in the backyard pond last year had grown up, so he went to catch a few to stir-fry raw onions. The dish tasted super good. Then he took a large bass eel from Ruyi Fan, got a skewer bass eel, and killed a chicken and a duck. He made a steamed chicken and dried duck bamboo shoot soup. He made more than a dozen dishes in pieces, all of which were full of colors, fragrance and flavor.

While eating, a group of beauties of all sizes looked at the dazzling array of delicious dishes on the table and almost glared out. The baby even raised his mouth and said in anger: "Uncle, you are biased. When we came, you didn't cook so many delicious dishes. Why did Ke'er and Sister Ye come and cook so much?"

When the crow, sparrow, Dan Tai Minglan, Huang Xi, Lu Aner and the others heard it, they felt like this, and couldn't help but look at him with extremely bad eyes.

Song Wen was sweating profusely. If this was not said well, the consequences would be worrying. He quickly defended: "Can you blame me? This is your own business. You say you want to change the taste and make delicious food yourself. What does it have to do with me? Besides, aren't there many people today? It's normal to cook two more dishes."

After hearing his explanation, a group of people let him go skeptical.

The delicious food was all in front of you, and the group started to move.

Song Wenben thought that girls should be more reserved, but unexpectedly, the baby, sparrow, crow, Lu Aner and Qiqi were like hungry ghosts reincarnated, desperately holding vegetables into the bowl and constantly squeezing rice into their mouths. Originally, Keer, Ye Bingning, Xiaojun, Huang Xi, Dan Tai Minglan and the others were more reserved, but seeing that there were fewer and fewer delicious dishes in front of them, they couldn't help but pick up some more dishes into the bowl, and the rice was a little faster.
Chapter completed!