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Chapter 119 Longing for the Ending: What's in the Mushroom House

"Mimi, Youting, Reba, welcome! Reba, you should eat more today." After dinner was served, Huang Lei touched the three guests with tea, and then said something to Di Li Reba .

"Eat more, Mushroom House is the first, and even sent out a female guest who wants to contract firewood, so you must eat more!" He Jiong also said with a smile.

In the end, Reba had a bitter face: "I feel like I can hardly hold my chopsticks!"

Although it was fine at the time of work, but this kind of heavy work often has sequelae after a while, and the shaking of hands is only an initial reaction.

"Then what should I do, isn't it that I can't eat the dishes on this table?" Yang Mi looked at Reba's hand, and sure enough, she was a little unsteady holding the chopsticks. She picked up the chicken nuggets twice, but they didn't catch them.

"Shall I get you an empty bowl and put it in it for you to eat?" He Jiong asked warmly.

"No need! It must be edible!" Reba gritted his teeth, put down the chopsticks and shook his hands vigorously, then picked up the chopsticks to pick it up, and finally picked up the chicken nugget.

Putting it in his mouth and chewing, his face was full of satisfaction, his eyes were shining, and he hesitated and said loudly: "This is the most delicious big plate chicken I have ever eaten!"

"Okay, everyone don't worry about her, let's eat quickly." Yang Mi looked at it, both funny and helpless.

After dinner, it was still early at eight o'clock, so I went for a walk to digest my food.

In the fields, there is a sound of frogs.

At nine o'clock, I returned to the mushroom house.

"This kind of life is so comfortable, I feel like I don't want to go back to filming after living here for a few days." Sitting in the pavilion, Zhao You drank tea and felt very comfortable with the breeze blowing.

Huang Lei smiled: "If I really want to live, I think I can be bored if I'm free."

"That's true."

Qiao Yi turned to see Zhang Zifeng yawning, and rubbed her head with a smile: "Why, sleepy so early?"

"No, I just ate too much." Zhang Zifeng yawned again as he said.

Then, like an infection, Reba next to him covered his mouth and yawned.

"Let's go, hurry into the house and play some games, or you will be infected by the two of you in a while." He Jiong looked at it and stood up with a smile.

Back at the house, according to the old rules, Huang Lei went to take a shower first.

"What game are you playing?" Reba asked curiously as soon as he entered the room and sat down at the table.

It seems to have come to the game session and finally reached a familiar rhythm.

"Just now, Mimi told me that before Reba came, she didn't know that our show was a process, and even prepared a special talent segment." He Jiong whispered a few words to Yang Mi, and suddenly asked Reba with a smile.

"Haha, no." Reba smiled and waved his hand in denial.

"Come on, since you're ready, it's okay if you don't show it." How could He Jiong let her go.

Reba had no choice but to confess: "Prepare for a short dance."

"Do you need an accompaniment?" He Jiong asked.

"Well. It's the dance under the moonlight in Mermaid, the accompaniment I love all my life."

After hearing this, Qiao Yi got up and went to bring the guitar: "Let me play the accompaniment for you. Is Teacher Lu Guanting's version okay?"

"OK."

"Great! Next, I invite Reba and Qiao Yi to bring us a song and dance performance, the love of my life!" He Jiong immediately acted as the host.

Qiao Yi sat on the little pig, first set the tune, then played, and then sang softly, using Lu Guanting's singing style: "Once upon a time, now, the past will never come again."

Reba also danced lightly at this time.

"Red and red leaves, long buried in the dust. The beginning and the end are always the same, and you are drifting in the sky, outside the white clouds..."

It was He Jiong who quietly went over to turn off all the other lights in the room, leaving only the one where Reba was dancing on.

"A sea of ​​bitterness, turn up love and hate." Qiao Yi smiled slightly, falling into the song.

It seemed that what he saw in his eyes was the Supreme Treasure who was carrying a stick, turned around and walked away lonely.

He looks like a dog.

Qiao Yi thought about it, looked at Reba, and continued to sing: "In this world, it's hard to escape fate. Blind date, you can't get close, or I should believe that it's fate..."

Without a golden hoop, I cannot save you.

Wearing a golden hoop, can't love you.

The fate is so arranged, I can only lose my humanity and everything like a bewildered dog.

"After the lover leaves, he will never come again. Sitting alone without words, looking out of the world. The flowers will always wither, but they will bloom again. The love of my life will always be outside the white clouds."

In the later time, did he like watching the sunset?

Is the world behind the setting sun the same as the one in front of you, with flowers blooming and falling? Is there a girl who also looks at the setting sun and sits silently alone?

"Bitter sea, turn up love and hate!"

"Or I should, believe, it's fate!"

After singing in a voice that is almost inaudible, lightly strum the strings twice, and listen to the sound.

At the same time, Reba also stood there quietly, motionless.

"It looks good, it sounds good!" He Jiong's emotions are always so full. After watching and listening, there are tears in his eyes.

Yang Mi kept shaking her head during the whole process, and then applauded: "It sounds so good!"

"I don't even know what to say. In short, it's just two words, good-looking and good-sounding!" Zhao Youting envied people who could act, sing, and of course dance.

"Westward Journey, you won't be able to understand this movie after watching it once." Huang Lei sighed after watching the performance after coming out of the shower at some point.

"If I sang yesterday, I guess a large group of people would cry." He Jiong said with a smile.

Think about it too.

Among yesterday's people, there was Fairy Zixia and Mrs. Little Sweet Niu.

"Come on, let's play a game, let's have a long night and kill time." Everyone sighed for a while, He Jiong saw that everyone was here, but proposed to play a game.

"What game?" Yang Mi asked.

He Jiong thought that this was the penultimate issue, and the next issue would be tomorrow, and he would say goodbye to the Mushroom House, so he said: "There is a game called What's in the Zoo, let's change it to What's in the Mushroom House. The rules are very simple. One person says what is in the mushroom house, and then mentions the name of the next person. Anyone who hears the name must pass it on. How about it? "

"That's fine." Huang Lei smiled, then nodded silently.

Three guests said yes.

Qiao Yi also understood what He Jiong meant, put the guitar aside, sat down next to Zhang Zifeng, and waited for the game to start.

"Then let me start first."

He Jiong straightened his body, then clapped his hands: "What's in the mushroom house? Guitar, Zhao Youting!"

Zhao Youting quickly picked it up: "Teapot! Yang Mi!"

"Fan! Reba!"

"Ah! There's an axe! Teacher He!" Reba panicked, and blurted out the most used work tool in the mushroom house today.

He Jiong couldn't help but stop laughing.

"Reba, you are competing with the ax, right? Otherwise, when you leave tomorrow, you can just find it and carry it away!" After laughing, He Jiong looked at Reba helplessly.

"Mr. He, you lost!" Reba said with a smile.

"If you lose, you lose. What else can you blame me for?" He Jiong put his hands on his chest and said arrogantly: "Okay, let's start with me!"

"No, don't you have some rules about punishing the losers in your Mushroom House game?" Yang Mi suddenly asked He Jiong and Huang Lei very puzzled.

"Haha, no!" Huang Lei laughed.

He Jiong lowered his head slightly, but stared at Yang Mi: "Okay, Mimi, are you trying to punish me?"

"No, I'm just asking!" Yang Mi waved her hands repeatedly.

"Really, playing games these two days, why is it a trick?" He Jiong muttered, then laughed himself, and coughed loudly twice: "Okay, let's start with me! What does Mushroom House have? Lanterns. Sister !"

"Well, there is Tianba! Brother!" Zhang Zifeng has been concentrating on preparations, but he is still a little flustered.

"Paddy field! Zhao Youting!"

"There is a bed! Teacher Huang!" This one probably wants to sleep.

"Knife! Peng Peng!"

……

Playing until late at night, I haven't finished talking about what the mushroom house has.

"Okay, it's getting late, I think You Ting yawned again, so let's go to bed early?" He Jiong glanced at the time, it was already 11:30, and unconsciously played for more than two hours.

"Okay, let's all sleep."

"Goodnight everybody!"

"good night!"

The last night of the mushroom house passed like this.

The next morning, after a hearty breakfast, the three of Yang Mireba proposed to leave, and they had to catch a plane to the filming crew.

"We don't have anything to do today. Let's take some of the things we made and give them to the villagers in the village. Thank them for their help." The five drank tea in the pavilion, Huang Lei got up and said .

After one season, apart from what Wang Zhengyu earned and consumed, and what the guests took away, there are still some agricultural and sideline products left.

The five people took these things, came to the village, and gave them to familiar villagers and friends.

Back at the mushroom house, I tidied up the house in a daze, then had a simple lunch at noon, and then went back to take a nap.

"Jingjiong, let's open the letter."

After a nap, the family of five came to sit down in the pavilion, and Huang Lei led everyone to read the letters sent by audience friends.

"Haha, this is wonderful, so wonderful!" Peng Peng got several kraft envelopes and showed them to everyone.

The first envelope read: He feeds the dog!

In this season, He Jiong basically did all the feeding work for Little H and Little O.Later, after the dog food was sponsored, the dog food was managed, and every time it was impartial, it took care of the two small family members fairly and justly.

After two months, little H and little O have grown into big dogs.

So He Jiong deserves to be called the dog food manager "He feeds the dog".

The second envelope read: Chef Huang.

There is no objection to this.

After all, Huang Lei is the head chef of the real Mushroom House. He is in charge of cooking and is responsible for feeding the family of five in the Mushroom House. He also entertains every guest who comes to make them feel at home.

"Zhang Naifeng? Haha!" Peng Peng got the third maple, glanced at it and gave it directly to Zhang Zifeng.

"After Zifeng's festival, I don't know how much the sales of the milk products endorsed by our family have increased! She alone drank more than a hundred bottles! Now the record of nine bottles a day belongs to my younger sister!"

I really don't know if I don't look at it. I was shocked when I saw it, and He Jiong couldn't imagine it.

So the title of Zhang Naifeng, um, fits very well.

"And yours, Brother Qiao!" Peng Pengse handed the envelope to Qiao Yi tremblingly.

Qiao Yi received the letter, but he couldn't laugh or cry, and complained: "It's too much. Why am I the devil king? I'm clearly a loyal and pure treasure boy!"

As a result, He Jiong rolled his eyes: "Did you forget that you bullied your sister for being bad at math on the first day? You even tricked Peng Peng into planting rice seedlings by himself!"

"Haha, is there?" Qiao Yi smiled, patted Zhang Zifeng's head, and then looked at Peng Peng to express his apology.

Peng Peng turned the last letter over and laughed: "This is mine, it's a bowl of Peng Peng!"

"Yes, you are Peng Yiwan! A bowl of rice, others are optional!" Huang Lei added with a smile.

After laughing, everyone opened their own letter separately.

"Look at this is so cute. Oh, Mr. He, what are you doing today? He said, secretly, Mr. He, you are really handsome in the promotional photos. You are not as old as my father at all! Pfft !" He Jiong couldn't help but burst out laughing after reading one sentence.

Huang Lei opened his letter, fanned his cattail fan and said, "I wrote it here, saying that the dishes you cook are so tempting. Under the effect of the filter, every time I read them, I am very greedy! This is a compliment. Filter, or praise my cooking?"

Qiao Yi read the letter to himself, shook his head and smiled, and put it aside casually.

"What did you write?" He Jiong asked with a smile.

Since he is called the Demon King, what he said must be very interesting.

Qiao Yi had no choice but to pick it up again, picked up two of the sentences and read it: "Brother Yi, I want to say that you belong to the treasure boy, but I still think that the title of Demon King is more appropriate. I am a fan of Brother Yi, and we already have a name, so we will It’s called Demon Gate. Well, let’s say something in a low voice, knowing you’re filming, you must be nicer to your sister!”

After reading it, Qiao Yi laughed angrily at the inexplicable name Momen, and then said helplessly: "Speaking of which, are these my fans or my sister's fans?"

Zhang Zifeng stretched his head to read, and Qiao Yi showed her the letter.

"Okay, our Xiaoyi has become the devil king, and even established a sect!" He Jiong said with a smile.

"Mr. Huang, this is amazing! I can see this at a glance!" Peng Peng took out another letter, translucent, with a photo on top of it.

Huang Lei looked up and said oh.

Seeing that Zhang Zifeng's eyes lit up, he snatched it up and took a look: "Wow, Dad, you had long hair when you were young, so handsome!"

In the photo, it was a photo of Huang Lei when he was young.

Get it now, you can also hang it.

After reading for a while, Huang Lei suddenly read a letter that made him very excited: "This sentence is very good, very good! He said, I hope the program team will give more funds! Wang Zhengyu, look, you should listen to the voices of the masses more !"

After reading a few letters, He Jiong, a little crybag, started to feel sad again. He took a letter and read it: "This mentions the special difference of our program. He said that most of us are passive. Intoxicated in the hustle and bustle of the city, exhaustion and impetuosity are stacked and offset like Tetris, and they always talk about yearning for the countryside and returning to the countryside, but they are just talking about it. I always want to live a leisurely life and get used to it Stopping and hurrying day by day..."

"And the value of this program is that it unreservedly shows us another kind of life. It does not exaggerate the loveliness of nature, nor filter the hard work of farming, but also live life with truth and make yearning deeper. Just like what Brother Yi said, life is not only about living in front of you, but also poetry and distant fields..."

"It's very well written, especially the last sentence, which is the opening sentence of an absolute full score composition!" Qiao Yi nodded, and then commented on it by the way.

He Jiong ignored him, and then said: "This passage can perfectly answer our question about what's in the mushroom house last night. There are fireworks in the kitchen, delicious food at the dining table, friends around, laughter in the living room, and laughter in the bedroom. With hugs, this is happiness!"

"Longing for life is a food program, but also a healing program, and Mushroom House is more like a home we yearn for. I hope the program team asks you to fill in the things you can't fill in, and you can't leave if you don't have it. Then Don't go! Don't say goodbye, because I will see you again!"

"Ah! You know how to write! I'm so touched!" After reading, He Jiong said in a nasal voice.

On Huang Lei's side, he also read some letters to himself, and was a little silent.

"What is this? Is this what we want to read?" He Jiong saw that there was a booklet at the bottom, so he picked it up and asked the program group.

"I hope you will send them blessings. Some get married and have children, and some move and have children." Wang Zhengyu explained.

"And this service item?" Huang Lei was stunned.

He Jiong felt very good, got up and said, "Let's sit in the front and hug little H and little O."

"Then Mr. He, you can host it."

"Okay, I'll come."

So the five members of Mushroom House's family, plus little H in Qiao Yi's arms and O in Zhang Zifeng's arms, sat at the table, facing the camera, and sent Mushroom House's blessings one by one.

The last one, is kind of weird.

"This is to say that there is a friend named Yu Qinghan who writes novels. He hopes to send some blessings to his book friends through our program. I wish them progress in their studies, success in work, harmony in their families, and the success of their wishes. He Jiong also smiled after reading it.

This blessing is a panacea.

"By the way, at the end of the show, Xiao Yi has a song that will replace all of our Mushroom House and give it to all the audience friends." Huang Lei said suddenly after sending the blessings.

"Well, with the cooperation of all of our Mushroom House, I will give it to everyone!" He Jiong almost forgot just now.

Qiao Yi went back to the room and took out the guitar, and sat next to Huang Lei, with Zhang Zifeng beside him.

On the other side of Huang Lei is He Jiong, and beside him is Peng Peng.

"A song about life beyond the eyes, I give it to you, I hope you will find a reason to slow down occasionally in the rush of life, steal half a day's leisure, and appreciate the poetry of life!"

After speaking, the guitar strings sounded.

Five people completed this song together.

After singing, He Jiong's eyes were red again. Knowing that it was time to bid farewell, he reluctantly smiled and said loudly: "Come on, at the end, let's take another photo together and say goodbye next season!"

The five shouted together: "See you next season!"

　A chapter of five thousand words, yet another twelve thousand! ! !Ask for a ticket! !Ask for a reward! !Also, the longing has come to an end, but the excitement continues, don't go away! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)