The farmers' houses are all bungalows with fenced yards and chickens and ducks raised around the edges.

It looks like it has a strong sense of life, simple music but with a unique farm flavor.

Now, the house is lit with dim lights, and there is a faint strange smell of burning mixed with the aroma of rice.

Ruan Xingchen raised an eyebrow, turned to look at the cameraman carrying the camera, and asked, "The production team sent the mothers directly here, right?"

The photographer nodded and replied, "The mothers were sent up the mountain by the production team. They arrived this afternoon."

He thought for a moment and added, "The mothers have chosen their own ingredients for dinner, and they may have dinner ready for you now."

really.

Ruan Xingchen's face showed some understanding, and he turned to look at Huo Yan with a slight smile.

"Mr. Huo, please take care of yourself later."

Lin Qiujun would definitely not miss such a good opportunity to show off.

But who is Lin Qiujun?

In pursuit of his so-called dream, he abandoned his young son and went to another country, and did not return for more than ten years.

This person has always lived a life of luxury and has never had to do housework.

Ruan Xingchen didn't believe how good her cooking skills could be.

Huo Yan showed a doting and helpless look on his face and rubbed the top of her head.

Lin Qiujun wanted to restore their relationship with him, so of course she would be more enthusiastic towards him.

However, Ruan Xingchen had already fallen out with her, and the coldness of their relationship was almost obvious, so naturally he was not afraid that she would take the initiative to invite him to dinner.

In front of the live camera, the two of them didn't say anything more, pushed open the gate and walked in.

Lin Qiujun obviously heard the noise outside and stood up to greet them.

She has always paid great attention to maintenance, and now looks only about 30 years old.

Standing at the door, the dim light shining on her body, actually gave her a gentle look like a mother looking forward to her children's return.

It’s a pity that her makeup is exquisite and the clothes she wears are a long dress from a luxury brand, which is out of place with this slightly simple farmyard.

"Come here? Are you hungry?!"

Sure enough, Lin Qiujun quickly walked towards Huo Yan, as if she didn't see Ruan Xingchen at all and treated her as air.

She glanced behind him, a hint of confusion in her eyes, and asked, "Where's Gui Wan? Why didn't she come back with you?"

It wasn't that she was worried about Jiang Guiwan, but after several confrontations, she felt that Ruan Xingchen was a bit difficult to deal with.

What's more, Huo Yan always stood on Ruan Xingchen's side, and Lin Qiujun wanted to restore the mother-son relationship between the two, so she was inevitably a little restrained in doing things.

She needs Jiang Guiwan's assistance, and she also needs Jiang Guiwan to help her restore her image in front of the live camera.

"I don't know."

Huo Yan's attitude was visibly cold as he walked in carrying a suitcase.

He said coldly: "I've eaten, I'm not hungry."

"It's been such a hassle to come all the way here, and I'm carrying so much stuff, how can I not be hungry?"

Seeing this, Lin Qiujun hurriedly followed his footsteps.

Without bothering to ask about Jiang Guiwan, who was nowhere to be seen, she said sarcastically, "You carried your suitcase all the way up this long mountain road by yourself? You're really worried about your own son, but you'd just be bossed around by other women. If it were your mother, how could she bear to let you carry such a long distance by yourself?"

She said this, but actually did nothing.

He followed Huo Yan with empty hands, and did not even offer to help carry the suitcase.

Ruan Xingchen was pushed behind by her and was too lazy to argue with her.

He followed behind with a smile on his face, finding it a little funny to hear what he said.

If Lin Qiujun knew that Huo Yan actually carried Zhao Zhizhi's big suitcase, she would probably put on an exaggerated show.

Huo Yan became annoyed by what he heard and suddenly stopped.

His dark pupils stared at her, his expression extremely cold.

He said in a cold voice: "I didn't bring these two suitcases up here."

He told the truth.

He helped Zhao Zhizhi carry the suitcases. How could Ruan Xingchen and Zhao Zhizhi let him carry the weight of three suitcases by himself?

Fortunately, his and Ruan Xingchen's suitcases were not heavy, and the two girls shared the weight of the two small suitcases.

He selectively stated the facts, but Lin Qiujun looked a little embarrassed.

As expected, after getting married, he forgot about his mother's things.

In front of the live camera, she was embarrassed.

"So that's it."

She chuckled twice, but her expression still looked unhappy.

With a sullen face, she continued to mutter, "How much can you fit in these two small suitcases? We're staying here for five days. This place is so remote, there's nowhere to buy anything if I need it. I really don't understand how some people can be someone else's wife. They can't even handle something as simple as packing."

It can be said that she is worthy of being Jiang Guiwan's godmother and daughter, and she is the same when it comes to picking fights.

"I cleaned it myself."

Huo Yan's face remained stern, and his tone was icy as he said, "These are all the things I need. Anything extra is just a burden. Don't worry, even if we need something, we won't ask you, mother, for it."

After being refuted one after another, Lin Qiujun felt even more embarrassed.

She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and her tone changed. She said, "How can you talk to your mother like that? Mom is just concerned about you and loves you. What bad intentions can a mother have? Isn't it..."

"If my mother really cared about me, she wouldn't have asked me if I was tired or wanted a drink of water since I walked in."

Huo Yan did not give in.

There was understanding in his dark eyes, as if he could see directly into people's hearts.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone as he sneered, "What mother calls concern is just standing aside and talking non-stop, trying every way to sow discord between me and my wife."

He lowered his eyes and paused for a moment.

Her thin lips curled up slightly as she sneered, "Do other mothers also care about their children in this way?"

He stood quietly at the door of the room, his face still cold and calm, his thick eyelashes drooping, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

The tall man stood handsomely under the slightly dim light. He clearly did not complain or ask questions, and his tone was straightforward without any emotion.

However, the audience watching the live broadcast still couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Perhaps the more nonchalant he appears, the more people can feel the implicit grievance and sadness.

"Although my father likes Goddess Lin very much, I still feel sorry for Mr. Huo."

"I don't think Lin Qiujun really loves Mr. Huo. Her motherly love is all an act."

"Of course other mothers don't care about their children this much! How ironic! I just came back from Zhao Zhizhi's livestream, and when Zhao Zhizhi's mother heard the commotion, she went over to take the gifts and even gave her some warm water and fruit."

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