The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

"Hey, not bad, you can still do the job."

Aunt Tian might prefer someone like Wen Chen to an apprentice like Song Chuyi, who leaves her no room to interfere.

Apprentices like this learn things quickly, and gradually become proficient from being unfamiliar, so the sense of accomplishment from teaching them is greater.

Wen Chen successfully got the first feather duster he had ever made in his life. He was very happy as he looked at the fancy feather duster in his hand.

He glanced at the camera, showing off the feather duster in his hand to netizens, his eyes full of boasting. At this moment, he was not a middle-aged breadwinner, but as childish as a child.

He was quite reluctant to part with the feather duster he had made, so he turned to ask Aunt Xiangtian.

"This is my first time making this. Can I take one back as a souvenir? In order to complete the task, if it doesn't work, I can make another one for you."

Wen Chen's tone was full of flattery, and his fingers holding the feather duster were rubbing on the handle.

He has already given up. Anyway, after a whole morning, he has no idea what step others are at, and they may even be close to the finish line.

He is also trying to save costs and avoid investing too much and ending up with nothing.

Wen Chen has also tried his best, I believe netizens will understand him. (ノ￣▽￣)

Aunt Tian didn't stop moving. Since all the preparation steps for making the feather duster were ready, she might as well make all the feather dusters that could be made with these ingredients at once.

Otherwise, you will just put the things back where they were, and once laziness kicks in, you'll end up wasting them.

Aunt Tian was very easy to talk to. She agreed to Wen Chen with a smile.

"Okay."

Wen Chen started making his second feather duster. Looking at the small pile of feather dusters next to Aunt Tian, ​​he asked curiously.

"One more will be enough, why make so many?"

Aunt Tian was wearing a worn floral dress because she had to work, and she also wore leggings to prevent any exposure.

Under the sunlight, the wrinkles and age spots on the body faded a little, making him look a few years younger.

"Haven't you been to the market in our village before? I can sell these and add some money to the family income."

Since the filming was done at their own villa, Auntie Tian and her friends naturally followed the live broadcast whenever they had nothing to do, and they had a clear understanding of their movements.

Wen Chen suddenly realized what was going on when he heard this. To be honest, they usually used work points to exchange for food.

The ingredients have been exchanged and the work points have been almost used up, so there is very little cash left.

Compared to getting up early to go to the market and then doing farm work when they come back, the amount of exercise they get in a day is enough. For them, going to the market is the most unreliable consideration.

His wallet was empty and he was short of time. As time went by, if Aunt Tian hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that there was a market every week in the village.

Wen Chen was helping Aunt Tian make a feather duster, while the others were busy running to the next line.

Compared with the control group, Wen Chen's life seems particularly peaceful.

Of course, except for those who reach the finish line.

Just as Wen Chen expected, he had not been busy there for a while when the loudspeaker broadcast in the villa began to broadcast the voice of the first person who had reached the finish line and ended the game.

Mainly because today is an individual battle, as long as the first person reaches the finish line and receives the reward, today's game will end.

The first one to reach the finish line was the brilliant old man, and what he got was a newspaper folded into a tofu block.

When he parted ways with the others in the team, the old man opened the newspaper and studied it carefully.

A normal newspaper should be filled with text, but the newspaper in front of him was completely different.

A good piece of newspaper was cut into pieces with holes and gaps here and there.

It's just like in TV dramas, when kidnappers cut out pieces of newspaper and use them as kidnapping letters.

Old man Guan Hui opened the newspaper and turned it towards the sky. Through the holes in the newspaper, he saw the blue sky with white clouds floating in it and a few birds chirping and flying by.

He was lucky because young people today no longer know what a newspaper is.

Basically, information and data are obtained from mobile phones and the Internet.

Only the elderly of their generation still retain the habit of reading newspapers.

When he saw the newspaper and thought about finding the content that had been cut out of the newspaper, he instantly thought of going to the senior activity center, where he could look for the normal version of the newspaper and he would definitely be able to find it.

He unfolded the newspaper in his hand, making a rustling sound. The glorious old man looked at the date, which was from yesterday's newspaper.

The old man often goes to the senior activity center to play, and he is very familiar with the place once he gets there.

It didn't take long for him to find yesterday's newspaper. To save trouble, he pasted today's newspaper onto the complete newspaper.

I aligned the pages, put on my reading glasses, and looked at the bumpy holes one by one, slowly.

As he gets older, his eyesight isn't that good. At his age, it's good enough that he doesn't have blue eyes or cataracts, but everything he sees is still very blurry.

The font size in some places is small and doesn’t look that good.

The brilliant old man came closer to the newspaper, pointed at the holes and looked at them one by one.

The general content was that he should go to Uncle Zhao's house to ask Zhao Xu to help him with his homework.

Seeing the issue of doing homework, many netizens who do not have experience with children began to gloat over their misfortune.

[Clothes hanger discount: Hahaha, Zhao Xu's skin and butt are in danger again. ]

[Hen Qua Qua Qua: It feels like Zhao Xu is always used as a tool. It was like this before, and it is still like this now. ]

【Shan Xu: Zhao Xu said, I want to increase the appearance fee. 】

[An ordinary person: It would be even funnier if I took a feather duster from Auntie Tian, ​​and I would make sure that Zhao Xu would not dare to go west if he said east, okay?]

Don’t be fooled by old man Guanghui’s age. He was a college graduate in that era and has abundant knowledge reserves.

Teaching children homework is not a problem for him.

But it’s not like teaching is in vain, right? The most important thing is to teach the children how to draw inferences from what he has learned and develop the same body shape, so that his time spent in teaching is not in vain.

Old Master Guanghui has experience in teaching his own grandson, so he understands the restless nature of children.

His teaching is interesting and always attracts children's attention. He also explains the knowledge points in a fun and interesting way that children remember them vividly.

After teaching for about half an hour, I finally taught Zhao Xu.

Uncle Zhao was supervising on the bench, as he knew his grandson's naughty nature.

I had been thinking of staying on the sidelines to help intimidate the crowd and prevent them from being too disobedient.

Unexpectedly, what Mr. Guanghui said was so interesting that even he himself was reluctant to leave, let alone the children who had little experience.

Seeing the child suddenly excited about learning, he was writing his homework with his head full, looking extremely relaxed.

He felt quite relieved as he stroked his not-very-long beard on his chin.

Uncle Zhao was tutoring Zhao Xu before, and he was almost so angry at Zhao Xu's childish talk that he had a heart attack.

Whenever Hui's emotions become unstable, she basically has to take an emergency heart pill.

I don’t know whether teaching children homework is a waste of brainpower or a waste of life?

Mo Pangqian was watching the live broadcast at home. They were at the last level. Glancing at the screen where Zhao Xu was scratching his ears and crying, he snorted in a low and proud voice.

"My little brother is so dumb. I'll take him to study with my teacher."

As the youngest of the Mohist school, although everyone loved him a lot, they were also the strictest in his upbringing.

I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll raise a good child into a spendthrift.

As long as you lay a solid foundation, you won't go astray in the future. Although Mo Pangxiang is naughty at ordinary times, he still abides by the rules when it comes to doing what he should do.

Perhaps it was because his family had good genes and there was no stupid person in the family. When Mo Hepu was a child, his family didn't have to worry about his homework or studying.

He is definitely the child of other people's family and is a top student and the school hunk in school.

Mo Pangxiang is only in the second grade now. Although his performance is slightly worse than his brother's, he has sufficient resources and, if he is supported in this way, he will be much better than children from ordinary families.

After all, with his family background, his starting point is much higher than others.

Mo Pangyan pulled Wu Suinian beside him, and the two children laughed and discussed who would come first.

"Looking at the current steps, I think the grandpa will come the fastest. Do you want to go to the door to greet him then?"

Wu Suinian wore a blue suit, a red bow tie around his neck, and black-framed glasses without lenses on his face. His outfit directly COSed as the Grim Reaper elementary school student, which was so adorable.

He sat on the sofa with his legs dangling in the air, swinging back and forth.

Blinking her bright eyes, she nodded happily.

He missed his grandfather the most. His grandfather loved him very much when he was here.

He stroked the obedient puppy in his arms and said to Sui Sui.

"Yeah, when you watched the live broadcast earlier, the grandpa wanted to feed you bones."

He was chatting with the puppy, and the puppy seemed to understand and barked, as if responding to Wu Suinian's words.

The old man Guanghui was held hand by Zhao Xu and came to the Nan family villa.

When Song Chuyi came before, they secretly hid in advance, for fear of being discovered by her.

And this time, that glorious old man completed his mission, and according to the regulations they can now finally show up.

The moment old man Guanghui saw Wu Suinian, his face was filled with a joyful smile.

He picked up Wu Suinian and weighed him up and down.

"Your uncle is doing well. He seems to have gained some weight."

Although Wu Sui Nian is young, he also has body anxiety.

He puffed out his round belly, which was exactly the same as Mo Pang's.

With his chin raised and his mouth pouted high, he kept talking.

"Not yet, I have grown taller, I have grown taller!"

Wu Suinian emphasized it twice and was a little dissatisfied with the evaluation of that glorious old man.

With the appearance of Wu Sui Nian, the family not only had a child but also a puppy.

It seemed much more lively. Grandma Hua Cui also liked Wu Suinian, so she took a piece of beautiful cloth from someone else's house.

I took some time to make a small blue floral shoulder bag for Wu Suinian, and sewed a Peppa Pig doll, which children love, on the bag.

Older children might find it childish, but for Wu Suinian's age, he thinks it is just right.

I like it very much. I change into different clothes every day, carry the same small shoulder bag, and take the dog for a walk around the villa. I can’t tell you how happy I am.

The air in the villa is fresh and the elderly around are kind. Wu Suinian has been well taken care of during this period and has grown to be very plump and cute. He is the type of lucky doll that the elderly like.

Almost every elderly person who sees him can't help but pinch his chubby little face, and then take out some snacks from their pockets to give him.

If the cameraman who was filming and supervising hadn't stopped him, the child would probably have grown a few cavities during this period of time.

After Mo Pangxiang got out of school, he had his playmates to play with. Wu Suinian had so much fun here that he completely forgot about his uncle.

If Mo Hepu and Grandma Nan hadn't reminded me, I probably wouldn't have even thought of making a phone call.

Wu Xi, who was busy working, sneezed in the studio. He rubbed his nose and thought of Wu Suinian who had been "missing" for a long time.

He couldn't help but make a phone call. He bought a children's watch for Wu Suinian so that he could contact him at any time.

Wu Suinian answered the call, but his attitude on the other end was very problematic.

"After playing for so many days, maybe it's time for you to consider coming back."

It can be said that "birds of a feather flock together". After playing with Mo Pangxiang for a long time, Wu Suinian started to imitate him and his eloquence became much more flexible.

At this moment, the little child actually began to learn to bargain with his uncle.

Hearing Wu Suinian's babyish arguing voice on the other end of the phone, Wu Xi was speechless.

No, he just participated in a variety show and recorded a program. It felt like he had lost his nephew. "(￣(エ)￣)ゞ

I feel like I feel more comfortable having him there than at home.