MTL - Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance-Chapter 205 Extra 14

205 times: Variety recording of a family of four (11)

Fanwai: Variety recording for a family of four (11)

As soon as the two babies entered the yard, they heard the "Wang Wang" cry, startled, looked around, and saw the big yellow dog in the corner of the yard.

I learned it, and also called "Wang Wang" twice. The big yellow dog was provoked. He increased the volume and made a "wang" sound. He was so scared that he hid behind the chess and slammed it. "This dog So fierce, not good. "

Chess patted his back and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, we are not close to it, you don't have to learn it yelling, okay?"

He nodded, turned around, and switched to the other side of the game. "Brother, I'll go this way."

Chess saw him scared and hugged him, "It's okay, it's tied, it won't bite."

The two of them were talking, the door of the room was pulled open, and the curtain was raised, "Who? Who's here?"

Chess chess and puppet looked at the sound and saw an old man coming out of the room. The old man looked at them and was a little surprised. "Why are you two dolls coming to my house?"

砚 砚 Seeing strangers has always been vigilant and did not speak, holding his chess clothes in his small hand.

Chess pulled him forward and walked up to the grandfather, saying politely, "Hi grandpa, my dad is going to cook for us, but there are no vegetables at home, so I want to exchange peaches with you for some vegetables. May I?"

The old man looked at the two of them, and then looked at the video camera behind them. They understood that they were the children of the star family who said in the village that they would come to record the show.

He nodded. "Okay, what do you want, Grandpa will find it for you."

Qiqi took out the cards and read them one by one, "Potato, tomato, cucumber, egg, greens ..."

The old man went into the house and took out a lot of dishes in a while. "These are for you, you can take them back to eat."

"Thank you Grandpa." Chess took it and put it in the basket.

I also said, "Thank you Grandpa."

When the old man saw that he was cute and white, he reached out and tried to touch his head, but he was avoided by him. He hid himself behind Qiqi and did not touch him.

Chess explained for the cricket: "My brother is afraid of life, so he won't let others touch him."

The old man nodded. "The baby is kind of wary."

He tapped his head out and asked him, "What's the warning?"

"Hahaha, say you are alert."

I still don't understand, "What is the alert?"

"Praise you." The old man saw that he was really young and didn't know how to explain it to him. He simply said so.

I heard that I was praising myself, and I was happy now, bending my eyes softly and saying, "Thank you Grandpa."

Chess counted the dishes in the basket and asked, "Are there no eggs?"

"This one doesn't have it. Eat it. You can go next door."

Chess nodded, he took a few peaches out of the basket and handed them out, "Thank you Grandpa, give you peaches."

"No, grandpa. Eat it yourself."

"Our teacher said, we can't take anything for nothing." Chess insisted.

The old man saw that he had stretched out his hand, but he had no choice but to take over. He looked at the chess and the sun was handsome. He reached out and tried to touch the chess, but before he could touch the chess, the chess was dragged back by one step. He whispered, "Can't touch."

The old man stunned, and then laughed.

Chess turned to look at him, and he said seriously: "Can't touch."

Chess pinched his face, coddled, "Don't touch it."

砚 砚 Then nodded with satisfaction.

"You little guy is a kid, you are not only vigilant, but also your brother." The old man laughed.

Chess thought he thought it was so bad, and quickly explained, "My brother is afraid of being bullied by others. Grandpa, don't blame my brother. He is very good."

The old man laughed, "Okay, don't blame your brother, hey, my grandson is about the same age as your brother. When I look at you, I think of my grandson. Unfortunately, my grandson is not here, otherwise I can play with you. You wait Ah, grandpa will get you something to eat. "

Chess watched him enter the room again. He was curious about what to eat. He waited for a while before seeing the old man come out. He took a small bag of pastry. "This is bean paste, sweet. Your kids like it. You take it with your brother. "

Chess nodded, "Thank you Grandpa."

I followed Xie said.

The old man looked at him and pointed to him. "The little guy doesn't let people touch, thank you is very diligent."

@Finity 好 文, all in

砚 砚 Hey hey smiled, the old man looked at him, thought he was really cute and interesting at this age, and thought of his grandson again, could not help feeling sad.

Chess took the dishes and pastries and waved at Grandpa. "Goodbye, grandpa."

"Well, bye."

I also said, "Goodbye ~" Then I followed the chess and went out. When I was about to go out, the big yellow dog barked again, and I looked back at it, pointed at it and said, "No good!"

He turned to look at Chess, "Snowball obedient."

"Because the snowball is our dog, it is not our dog."

"Snowball is pretty."

"Correct."

"Brother, I want snowballs."

Chess turned to look at him, and said softly, "You can see it when you go back. Don't worry."

He nodded, "Yeah."

On the other side, Yanqing Pond and Jiang Moyu finally entered the mountain. The mountain road here is not very easy to walk. It depends on the villagers to lead the way. Several families walked away and then dispersed.

"Look at your feet, don't get tripped up," said the fellow.

"it is good."

"This road is the way I often go up the mountain. There are weeds and wild fruits. Look, this grass can be eaten and mixed with cold dishes." The fellow pulled a grass and handed it to Yanqing Pond. "This tastes good, very Refreshing. "

Yan Qingchi took the grass, looked at it, and then took the grass in his hand and dangled it on Jiang Mo's nose. Jiang Mo'y reached out and grabbed him, and asked him, "Am I a cat?"

Yan Qingchi heard the words and laughed, "You meow me and listen."

"I can hear you meowing." Jiang Mo looked at the grass in his hand, "Do you want to pick this?"

"Pick it," Yan Qingchi said. "Go back and make a cold dish."

"Row."

The two said that they picked, and the fellows helped them pick a lot, so they continued to move forward.

Within a few steps, the fellow pressed down a vine branch and pointed at the fruit: "This fruit is edible, sweet and sour, but delicious."

Yan Qingchi reached out to pick one, took out a paper towel from his pocket, wiped it, and took a bite. It was sweet and sour, which was not bad. He naturally handed the fruit to Jiang Moyu, and Jiang Moyu just bit his hand. Taking a sip, Yan Qingchi asked him, "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay," Jiang Mo cried.

"Then we pick this."

"Ok."

The two picked some wild fruits again. Yan Qingchi's hands were a little dirty because he had been pulling the vine branches just now. He was about to wipe the paper and was held by Jiang Moyu.

Yan Qingchi looked up at him.

Jiang Moyan bowed his head and helped him wipe his hands with a wipe, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just want to wipe it myself."

Jiang Mo chuckled, "It's better to start first, to get on first."

Yan Qingchi was teased by his words, "What's worth doing first is not good."

"Isn't it?" Jiang Mo glanced up at him, then wiped his fingers one by one.

"You wipe it so clean now, wait a while, it should be dirty again."

"That's right, I can do it again." Jiang Moyan said, and put the wet wipes back into the packing bag, put it in the pocket, and planned to go out of the mountain to find a trash can and throw it away.

Yan Qingchi watched him close his hand, and unconsciously glanced at his hand, moving his finger, "Let's go."

Jiang Mojing waited for him to step forward, walked to his side, and reached out to embrace his shoulder.

Yan Qingchi squinted at him, Jiang Mozhi looked very natural, "Let's go."

"Walk this way?" Yan Qingchi looked at his hand on his shoulder.

Jiang Moxie asked him, "No?"

"We are going down the mountain, Mr. Jiang."

"So I helped you, and you fell."

Yan Qingchi "snorted" twice, "Some people's thoughts ..." @finity 好 文, all in

"It's particularly moving," Jiang Mozhi said.

Yan Qingchi smiled.

Jiang Moxie asked him, "Not moved?"

"Moving, moving, especially moving." Yan Qingchi cooperated. He was about to return to Jiang Moji, but suddenly he saw a hare passing by.

"Rabbit," shouted the fellow.

Yan Qingchi chased after pulling his leg, and Jiang Moyu quickly followed. However, the rabbit ran fast, and Yan Qingchi disappeared. He looked around, but there was no trace of the rabbit.

"Forget it," Jiang Mo said. "There is no way to find it."

Yan Qingchi was a little reconciled, but there was nothing he could do. "Well, the rabbit meat is gone."

"It's okay if you don't see it, otherwise you catch this rabbit, chess and puppets will see it, you will not be willing to eat it, you will have to release it at that time."

Yan Qingchi can only comfort himself like this, what suddenly came to his mind and asked the fellow, "Is there any place here for you to take a child to play?"

"Take the kids to play?" The fellow thought for a while, "or you can take them to the water's edge. At night, there are sometimes fireflies in the water by the forest." @Infinite Good Text

Yan Qingchi was pleasantly surprised, "Fireflies?"

"Yes, quite a lot." Said the fellow.

Yan Qingchi turned to Jiang Moyan, "I want to go."

"Then let's go and see at night."

"it is good."

Chess and Chess did not know that their evening activities had been scheduled. At this time, the two had already requested ingredients and were walking hand in hand back. I carried the small plastic bag containing the potatoes and shook them. As soon as he looked up, he saw a butterfly flying, and reached out to point to Chess. "Brother, butterfly."

The plastic bag on my hand fell like this, the potatoes rolled out of the plastic bag, and rolled down the downhill all the way. He quickly chased and picked up, shouting, "Don't run."

Chess was afraid of him, and shouted, "Hum, stop."

I stopped and looked back at Chess, pointing to the potatoes that were rolling forward all the way, "I fell."

Chess picked up the potatoes that fell in front of him, and ran to the side. "Let's go slowly. This is a downhill. Don't run, just wait for us to pick up again."

He always listened to him, so he said "Oh", he agreed, took his hand and slowly descended the slope.