Chapter 984 The Princess Shocked the Audience, Mr. Jun Robbed the Bank

In the live broadcast room at this time, a sea of ​​lemons has been brushed up.

[I'm really sour, Xia Wanyuan is really happy, her husband loves her so much, and her son loves her so much,]

[I can't watch it anymore, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a boyfriend if I watch it any longer. 】

[Did Xia Wanyuan save the Milky Way in his last life? To have such a good husband and such a lovely son. 】

In the small courtyard, Xia Wanyuan got up after breakfast and prepared to earn lunch money for Xiaobao with Jun Shiling.

"Where are we going?" Xia Wanyuan, who had packed up, took Xiaobao and followed Jun Shiling.

"When I was buying breakfast in the morning, I asked the shop owner for a local map. There is a mountain over there, and there are bacteria in it. Go and pick it up and get some start-up capital first, and the rest will be easy." For Jun Shi As far as Ling is concerned, wherever you go, there are unlimited opportunities to make money.

"You are amazing," Xia Wanyuan's eyes lit up, praising Jun Shiling,

Xiaobao followed Xia Wanyuan to praise Jun Shiling, "Dad, you are the most powerful person in my heart, I love you the most."

The smile at the corner of Jun Shiling's mouth rose, and his soft eyes fell on Xia Wanyuan, "Jun Yin's sweet mouth is inherited from you."

Xia Wanyuan's brows moved slightly, and she leaned over to hold Jun Shiling's hand, "Let's go together."

"it is good."

The green hills are long, the fog has not yet dissipated, and there is a lot of dew on the grass.

After all, Xiaobao was still young, and it was very difficult to walk with one foot and one foot. Jun Shiling picked up Xiaobao and walked with him.

Xiaobao put his arms around Jun Shiling's neck, his eyes widened, "Dad, you are so kind to me."

I have to say that in an unfamiliar environment, Xiaobao is quite reliant on Jun Shiling, lying on his shoulders steadily, singing children's songs babblingly, Jun Shiling, who has always hated noise, did not say anything to stop Xiaobao. Treasure's song.

About half an hour later, the three of them walked down the mountain.

"Dad, where is the fungus?"

"Over there," Jun Shiling observed the terrain and the growth of vegetation, and pointed directly in a direction.

Holding Xiaobao in his left hand and Xia Wanyuan in his right hand, the three of them walked together in the direction of Jun Shiling's tomb. Sure enough, they found a white umbrella-shaped flora under a pile of weeds.

Xiaobao struggled to jump down from Jun Shiling's arms, and carefully picked a mushroom with dew on it, "Dad, why do you know there is delicious food here?"

Jun Shiling squatted down to dig with him, and taught him how to find bacteria by the way, "Have you seen those little white ants on the ground? The places where their nests are usually have bacteria."

Jun Shiling didn't let Xia Wanyuan do it, so Xia Wanyuan had to stand by and accompany them. While Jun Shiling taught Xiaobao the knowledge that could not be learned in books, he dug up the bacteria and put it in the cotton cloth he carried with him.

【Why so many. . . . Isn't this fungus hard to find? ? Why did Jun Shiling find an accurate one? 】

【front. . . Didn't you hear what Mr. Jun said? There is a scientific reason for him to find this. Facts have proved that a big boss is a big boss, not only in business, but also in everything. 】

[I really want to eat this fungus, I feel that the soup must be so beautiful, my saliva has already flowed down. 】

It took less than an hour or so, the cloth bag in Jun Shiling's hand was full, and the three returned along the way they came.

Fresh mushrooms are very easy to sell in the market. In addition, Xiaobao, who was in charge of shouting, launched a cute attack. The shopkeepers Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan were too eye-catching. Very quickly, all the mushrooms were sold out. Sold for 320 yuan,

"Mr. Jun, can you give me 100 yuan?" After selling the things, the three of them were going to go home. When they saw a place selling colorful lines not far away, Xia Wanyuan stopped again.

Jun Shiling put all the money in Xia Wanyuan's hands, "Madam, butler, take it all."

Xia Wanyuan had dimples floating on her face, "Give me one hundred, and give you one thousand."

Jun Shiling's family is picking up things in the market. On the other side of the camera, the other two groups of guests are also worrying about the cost of living for a day.

Everyone thought that according to Lin Lei and Qin Jiao's husband and wife model, Lin Lei completely let go, the two old people would not make money, but to everyone's surprise,

The two old men are people who have really come from the era of famine,

Lin Lei doesn't care about housework at all. He still retains the feudal ideology of the last century in the past century. Therefore, when it comes to making money, the old man does not let Qin Jiao interfere at all, and Qin Jiao is not idle, taking advantage of Lin Lei's attack. When the bamboo baskets were sold, I came back with a small hoe and dug a lot of wild vegetables outside.

Yang Wei and Zhang Nian grew up in the city, and they were not very familiar with the countryside. It was almost noon, and the refrigerator was empty. Zhang Nian started talking again, "What do you think you are doing? Even meals? I can't even earn my money back, I'm really struggling with a person like you, I knew it back then."

"Are you annoyed? Why don't you earn it if you are useful? You know Nian Niannian all day long," Yang Wei was annoyed when he heard Zhang Nian's nagging, kicked the chair in front of him, and left the yard where they lived. ,

The staff of the director's team looked at each other in dismay. It was only the second day, and the couple had been quarreling like this. What about the next recording?

【. . . . . . It's so real, it's like a replica of my parents. 】

[Zhang Nian's emotional intelligence is a bit low, wouldn't it be enough to say a few soft words? You have to be so loud, no one else can stand being yelled at like this. 】

【Is Yang Wei all right? He would kick the table and the stool at every turn. If it wasn't for the camera, I would suspect that he would abuse Zhang Nian at home. It's terrible. The bruise on Zhang Nian's arm wouldn't have been caused by Yang Wei. 】

The sun has risen to the sky, and the temperature at noon is very high. Xiaobao took off his sweater and stepped on the little glowing shoes to chase the rabbits in the yard.

The camera swept over, and the audience found that the fattest cock in the circle had disappeared.

In the kitchen, the hot air rose up, and Jun Shiling was still in charge. He lifted the lid of the pot, and there was a big rooster full of fragrant stew. He stirred it a few times with a spatula, put some bacteria in it, and simmered again. After a while,

"Okay, it's time to eat." As soon as Jun Shiling finished speaking, Xiaobao ran in very aggressively.

"It's so fragrant," the aroma of chicken mixed with the deliciousness of the fungus, Xiaobao's saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth before he could swallow it.

Jun Shiling glanced at the silly little treasure, and wiped his saliva in disgust, "Go get chopsticks."

"Okay dad!" Xiaobao swallowed hard and ran away.

The chicken raised in the countryside is firm and the wild mushrooms collected in the mountains are delicious. Xiaobao's stomach is rounder than the one he ate yesterday. If Jun Shiling hadn't stopped him, Xiaobao wished he couldn't eat three more bowls of rice.

After dinner, Jun Shiling went out with a hundred dollars, Xiaobao rubbed his stomach and lay on the chair to digest, and Xia Wanyuan brought out the embroidery thread he bought in the market in the morning.

Seeing the clumps of colored threads and needles of different sizes in Xia Wanyuan's arms, everyone was a little confused, what are you going to do?

Then everyone saw that Xia Wanyuan threaded threads of different colors into needles of different specifications, and then took out a piece of white cloth,

【? ? ? Is this embroidery? 】

【Is she not a designer? It should be normal to be able to embroider something, I am curious about what she is going to embroider. 】

[Intuition tells me that we cannot underestimate Xia Wanyuan, every time she thinks that she is like that, she will always slap my face hard. 】

While everyone was discussing, Xia Wanyuan started to move,

In the cognition of ordinary people, embroidery is generally first drawn, then fixed, and finally stitched according to different colors.

However, Xia Wanyuan was different. She flattened the white cloth and fixed it with clips. She held ten needles connected to different embroidery threads in her hand. She moved her fingers slightly, and all ten needles were inserted into the white cloth.

The next steps were completely incomprehensible to everyone, but Xia Wanyuan's men's colored lines were flying like a dazzling array of threads.

Modern women, except professionals, have rarely practiced female red. However, for ancient women, female red was a necessary skill, from the princes and nobles to the common people, all of them were proficient in this skill.

Xia Wanyuan, as the jewel in the palm of the Xia Dynasty, has not only cultivated poetry and calligraphy etiquette since she was a child, but also nuns red embroidery. The teachers who taught her are the most outstanding embroiderers in the entire dynasty. Xia Wanyuan's embroidery skills have won the true inheritance of masters.

The weather is hot, Xia Wanyuan is wearing a long light-colored dress, her long hair is pulled back, sitting gracefully, her jade hands are flying, inexplicably makes people feel that time has quieted down, as if blurring the boundaries between history and modernity, making people involuntarily feel Follow Xia Wanyuan into her world.

Xiaobao is very sensible. He knew that Xia Wanyuan was busy. After eating, he obediently took out the copybook made by Xia Wanyuan to practice calligraphy.

The camera is shown in Xiaobao's pen, and the characters with iron and silver hooks are very strong. Xiaobao follows suit. Although he can't write the level of Xia Wanyuan's copybook, compared to most ordinary people, Much better already,

【. . . My hand in dog crawling is not as good as that of a three-year-old child. . . 】

[My mother is Yuan Wanxia, ​​a master of calligraphy and painting. Isn't that normal? Alas, the disparity between people. 】

[Am I the only one who focuses on how sensible he is? When Xia Wanyuan was busy, he would not bother him and practice his calligraphy obediently. My child would not be so self-conscious even at the age of 15. 】

The yard was quiet for a while, only the breeze carried the sun over the vines, making a rustling sound,

Lin Lei and Qin Jiao had already eaten. Lin Lei's bamboo baskets and brooms were very popular and sold for 60 yuan. Lin Lei took all the money home and started shouting as soon as he entered the courtyard. "Old lady, bring me a glass of water,"

For a whole morning, in order to save money, Lin Lei dared not drink a sip of water.

Qin Jiao came over with water, and poured another basin of water to wash Lin Lei's feet. Even though she was tired from digging wild vegetables for a long time, she still served Lin Lei first, and then went out to buy vegetables with all the money.

Qin Jiao is thrifty, while saying "our wife likes tofu, buy a piece," "buy some fish, the old man likes to eat", and haggle with the bosses carefully,

In the end, Qin Jiao bought a bunch of vegetables and spent less than 20 yuan, saving 40 yuan.

In the yard where Yang Wei and Zhang Nian lived, near the restaurant, Yang Wei finally appeared at the door, wiped the sweat from his face, walked into the kitchen with a bunch of vegetables, and threw them all in front of Zhang Nian, "Here, hurry up. Do,"

Zhang Nian picked it up, there was meat and vegetables, and it was quite rich, "Where did you get it?"

"What do you care about? It's really annoying, do it now, I'm hungry." Yang Wei walked out of the kitchen impatiently, went to the sink to wash his face, the water flowed down his arms, causing Yang Wei to frown.

Lifting up his sleeves and taking a look, there were some bruises and scratches on his arms. Yang Wei cleaned it up a little with water, and put down his sleeves again, as if nothing had happened.

Jun Shiling didn't appear in the camera again until 6 pm. On the other side of Shizi Road, Jun Shiling was holding a suit jacket in one hand and a cloth bag in the other. He came by the sunset and was as handsome as a god.

The audience watched helplessly. The closer they got to the courtyard, the softer Jun Shiling's aura became. When he opened the courtyard door and saw Xia Wanyuan sitting under the vine, his brows were full of tenderness.

[What is the highest state of showing affection? . . If you don't say a word, I've been tortured to death. 】

【So gentle. . . . . . This look. . Absolutely. 】

Xia Wanyuan finally finished, cut the last thread, put down the needle in his hand, heard footsteps, raised his head and smiled at Jun Shiling,

Jun Shiling opened his arms towards her, Xia Wanyuan stood up and rushed towards Jun Shiling's arms,

Jun Shiling spread out the coat in his arms, blocking the faces of him and Xia Wanyuan,

There were a lot of question marks in the barrage. At this time, Xiaobao next to him had covered his face with his little hands very wisely, showing a pair of big eyes from his fingers, and looked shyly at his parents not far away.

Blocked by clothes, everyone couldn't see the scene inside, only Jun Shiling whispered, "I miss you."

Five minutes later, Jun Shiling finally put down his jacket. At this time, Xia Wanyuan was shy, her red lips were slightly swollen, and a discerning person could see what just happened.

[Isn't it that I didn't see you all afternoon? . . . . . This dog food is too much, my boyfriend won't be so excited when he doesn't see me for a month, consider breaking up, goodbye. 】

[Mr. Jun, let's be a little restrained, can you let us see how Yuanyuan embroiders things before you abuse us? 】

In the small courtyard, Xia Wanyuan saw the camera next to her, her face turned a little red, and she couldn't come out of Jun Shiling's arms, "What are you carrying?"

"Earn food expenses," Jun Shiling said, handing the cloth bag in his hand to Xia Wanyuan, "We don't have to go out to make money these few days."

Xia Wanyuan opened the bag and saw that it was full of renminbi, or hundred-yuan bills.

A barrage of "?????????" popped up on the barrage, Mr. Jun, are you robbing a bank?

Before everyone could react, Jun Shiling pulled Xia Wanyuan to the side, "What are you embroidering?"

"This." Xia Wanyuan picked up a handkerchief and handed it to Jun Shiling.

Jun Shiling glanced at the front, then turned to look at the back, "It's beautiful."

At this time, the millions of viewers in the live broadcast room have fallen into sluggishness: they were dazzled just now, right?

There is one more update at 12 o'clock~~~ I don't know if everyone will think the reality show part is boring. . . . .