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Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1058: Play With Ants Again, and You’ll Eat Shit for Dinner!
Some people, even if Tang Li had only seen their photos, left a deep impression on her.
Especially when the person was related to Song Baiyan.
It’s just—
Tang Li didn’t expect that Gao Wenlan, who had immigrated abroad according to rumors, would come back, bringing with her a mixed-race girl to participate in a domestic reality show.
The show’s team had provided guest profiles, but this amateur female guest’s introduction was quite brief.
The little finger of her left hand was lightly hooked.
Aside from the English name Cloud, there was only the line ’once worked at a foreign translation agency’.
Tang Li turned her head and met the upturned face of Song Jingtian.
Because there were cameras present, the little guy lowered his voice deliberately as he recited to her, "Why are you staring at her? She’s not as pretty as you."
Tang Li originally wanted to say that kids shouldn’t meddle in adult matters, but the words changed at the tip of her tongue: "Really?"
The little guy nodded eagerly like pounding garlic.
Tang Li said, "I actually think she’s quite pretty."
"Pretty what." Song Jingtian’s roundish finger poked at her palm, "Her chest is so big, and her butt too, not womanly at all!"
Tang Li: "..."
Seeing no one nearby paying attention, Tang Li asked Song Jingtian, "Did your mother or your elder brother agree to you joining the show?"
"They don’t object, I guess." The little guy answered vaguely.
Tang Li was about to ask more, but out of the corner of her eye saw the camera turning their way.
Liang Jing’s daughter Kaka suddenly ran over, tilted her head to look at Song Jingtian, and said in a childish voice, "You look just like Moss Moss!"
"Nonsense, obviously I look like Step Shock Cloud." The little guy corrected her.
"Who is Step Shock Cloud?"
Song Jingtian held back from answering, adjusted his strawberry sunglasses, and turned aside haughtily: "That’s not something a preschooler would know."
At this moment, actress Du Wei’s son ran over.
He held Kaka’s little hand and glanced at Song Jingtian: "Kaka, don’t play with her, ugliness is contagious."
Song Jingtian: "......?"
A croissant noodles death meat?
Tang Li came back from drawing lots and found Song Jingtian glancing at the four second-generation stars playing in a group nearby, "Why aren’t you playing with them?"
The little guy gave her a meaningful look: "Have you ever seen a male lion playing with kittens?"
Tang Li: "..."
She tugged at the corners of her mouth: "Forget I said anything."
The little guy noticed the note in her hand and immediately stood on tiptoe to reach for her wrist: "What does it say? Let me see."
To increase the fun of the show, each episode has corresponding tasks.
In the first episode, guests were to find the ’treasures’ buried in the Gobi Desert by the show’s team with their children.
What Tang Li drew was to find a spittoon (?).
Looking at the tasks announced by the other guests, they were either music boxes or pipes.
Even if unfortunate, one could draw a carrying pole.
Tang Li and Song Jingtian exchanged a glance and tactfully chose to hide the note.
"Tang Li, what did you draw?" The actress Tang Min turned her head.
"Something similar to yours."
Tang Li intended to muddle through.
Queen Liang Jing held her note and suddenly interjected: "On the way here, the assistant director secretly told me, among the six treasures, one is a spittoon."
Six notes had been laid out, and five had been opened.
But there was no sign of the rumored spittoon.
So—
The gaze of the five pairs of guests turned unanimously to someone.
Tang Li: "......"
[As the saying goes? Don’t look up to see, the heavens spare no one!]
In the live stream chat, a sea of red hahahas appeared.
[Redson and Jette, the passionate starring of Tang in "The Journey of Looking for a Spittoon" will log into this live stream at 8 o’clock tomorrow morning, stay tuned!]
"I’ll trade with you." A note marked ’Black Vinyl’ was handed over.
It was from the amateur guest, Cloud.
Tang Li exchanged a look for two seconds, did not take the note, and just smiled lightly: "The spittoon is quite nice, Song... Xiao Huawan, don’t you think?"
"Of course." As a supporting cast tool, Song Jingtian nodded in agreement: "My mother loves putting flowers in spittoons, and every time my elder brother hosts important guests, the wine is chilled in a spittoon."
Tang Li: "..."
The latter part was purely unnecessary.
Draggin’ Song Jingtian along, Tang Li returned to their quarters first.
"Not having dinner?" the little guy asked.
He had seen in the yard that they were having a big pot dinner tonight.
Tang Li put on a benevolent face: "Shall I use a spittoon to bring you some back?"
Song Jingtian: "..."
As soon as she entered room 6, Tang Li covered the camera with a piece of cloth, using the excuse of changing clothes.
As for the accompanying photographer, they stayed in the courtyard for dinner.
The cave house was air-conditioned.
Tang Li slipped into flip-flops and helped Song Jingtian remove the headpiece and dress.
Wearing it all day, the little guy had developed a ring of heat rash on his neck and shoulders.
Fortunately, Tang Li had come prepared, fetched a basin of water to wipe down Song Jingtian’s upper body. She retrieved a box of prickly heat powder from her suitcase and dabbed some on the little guy’s neck and shoulders.
Only in little shorts, Song Jingtian let Tang Li wash his face, not forgetting to inquire about the meal: "What are we having for dinner?"
"I texted the assistant director; he’ll send something over."
In the corner of the cave house sat the suitcase belonging to Song Jingtian.
Tang Li opened it and rummaged around, realizing the little guy was indeed well-equipped for the journey.
The suitcase was full of girls’ clothing.
Moreover, all were double-layered gauze princess dresses.
In Ning City’s large day-night temperature difference, since it was still not evening, Tang Li straightforwardly picked out a black letter long T-shirt from her own luggage to put on the little guy.
As Tang Li showered, Song Jingtian ran outside to play.
The little guy was no longer sporting a noodle hairdo but was wrapped in a silk scarf by Tang Li.
Kang Yunxi arrived with a food box to find Song Jingtian squatting on the ground playing with ants, accompanied by a Corgi, about to make a new home for the ants.
The sunset was mostly blocked from Song Jingtian’s head when a gentle female voice sounded behind him: "The sun hasn’t set yet; why aren’t you staying inside?"
Song Jingtian looked back at her, continuing with the ant-moving operation.
"You like ants?" Kang Yunxi crouched down beside him.
Over the years, she had heard quite a lot about this child from Meng Shu.
Knew he was a little rascal.
So, not disappointed when the child didn’t respond to her.
"Actually, when I was little, I also loved playing with ants." Kang Yunxi began saying to herself, "My family’s condition wasn’t good. My father was in the army all year round, my mother didn’t want to take care of children, so she followed the villagers to work in Shen City. My grandmother didn’t want to buy toys for children. The only things I could play with were ants and earthworms."
The little guy still didn’t respond, she paused for a few seconds, then opened her mouth again: "Have your mother and the others treated you well all these years?"
Just as the words fell, the cave house’s door was pulled open.
Tang Li appeared by the door.
She gave Kang Yunxi a glance and then turned her gaze to Song Jingtian: "Keep playing with ants, and you’ll eat wind for dinner."
Kang Yunxi: "..."
As for Song Jingtian, he dropped the twig and ran over.
The Corgi followed closely behind.







