After the parent-child variety show became popular, the whole network recognized me as a mother

System: "The host is awesome!"

Jiang Sui: "...you are a bit scary when you speak like a human being."

system:"……"

Jiang Sui: "Wait, what did you mean by the last restart?"

System: "It means that you will not wear it again in the future. This is your last life. If you can live well and break the original resistance of the script, then this time, you can live until the end of your life."

Jiang Sui was a little happy: "I can finally stop wearing it?"

System: "Yes. Your mission has been completed. As a reward, you will obtain some of your abilities in other worlds."

System: "Jiang Sui, in this life, live well."

……

Jiang Sui fell asleep, smiling.

Barrage:

"Why do I feel that Jiang Sui slept a little peacefully?"

"Don't say it, I feel the same way...it's terrible..."

"How can anyone smile so serenely when they are asleep? It must be a fake!"

At this time, there were not many people in Jiang Sui's live broadcast room, because they all flocked to watch Bai Xixue's bad way of raising children.

Only a few passers-by and Jiang Sui's poor fans remained.

Jiang Sui woke up with a pinch.

After traveling so many times, she has been able to perfectly control the time she wakes up and the time she sleeps.

"Woooooooo..." Lu Xuanxuan stared at her from a distance and cried aggrievedly.

She smiled and said, "You know you're hungry now?"

Immediately stood up and walked directly to the small kitchen in the house.

Take two eggs and a handful of noodles from the refrigerator and turn on the fire.

After a while, two bowls of noodles were brought and placed on the table.

"Don't cry, hurry up and eat." She urged.

Lu Xuanxuan hesitated where she was, whether to go or not.

"But I'll eat two bowls together." Jiang Sui rolled up his sleeves and started eating noodles.

Lu Xuanxuan swallowed.

Still proudly said: "I won't eat!"

"Okay, then I'll eat together." Jiang Sui brought over her bowl of noodles.

Lu Xuanxuan immediately stepped forward to protect the food, "This is mine, you are not allowed to eat it!"

Jiang Sui reluctantly let go of his hand. .

Hmph, little girl film.

My old lady has been fighting for several lifetimes just with Gong Dou, and still can't take you down?

Looking at the screen, the mother and daughter "happily" started tomato and egg noodles, and the barrage atmosphere in the live broadcast room was also changing.

"Ah, when I saw this scene, the old mother smiled."

"Me too, crying suddenly."

"Xuan Bao is just a little arrogant, Jiang Sui is actually not that vicious."

"It's not vicious to starve the child for so long?"

"That's right, how hungry is Xuanxuan? If it's not her own, she's not her own. The child really suffers."

"Let me tell you, did you never get hungry from your mother when you didn't eat when you were young?"

"Wow, don't you think Jiang Sui is very good at cooking? Didn't she even crack an egg and throw the shell into the pot? But this tomato and egg noodles look delicious to me!"

"Damn it, I just came over from the live broadcast room next door. Bai Xixue asked her son to cook, but the food was overcooked. Compared to the mother and daughter, the food is so delicious!"

……

Jiang Sui knew that there were cameras everywhere, and this variety show was broadcast live in almost all directions.

Although she said that she didn't care much about the gangsters all over the Internet, after all, after traveling through so many lives, her heart was already colder than RT-Mart's knife that had killed fish for ten years.

But this life is her last life, and it is also a complete life that truly belongs to her.

If she wanted to stand up, she had to change the original cannon fodder fate of this body.

Although she is already very proficient in this mode, but this time, she has no chance to start all over again.

Therefore, she can't do it this time, and she has to live well until the end of her life.

Of course Jiang Sui didn't know how to cook in the past, and he couldn't enter the kitchen without touching his fingers.

But as a person who has lived for n generations, let alone a tomato egg noodle, even a full Han banquet is no problem.

Who can understand the pain of her being dressed as a cook in the imperial dining room?