"See, it's still Zheng He's wife Niu Wa. If I had known that she could play mahjong with Zhang Caihua, we would be able to play TV too!" Someone in the crowd said sourly.

"Haha, I remember that when the old Zhang family split, you were so sarcastic that you had been sarcastic and obscene to other people's three girls? When they saw your big cake, they were so upset that they couldn't even play mahjong, and they wouldn't be with you." There was justice immediately but people were scolding him.

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd, and the success of the speech behind them was gaining the success of the speech in front of them, and the eyes rolled: "You seem to be very particular about it (the meaning of gossiping behind them) Zhang Caihua, and she said that she was not worthy of He Youtian when she looked like that, and deserved to be retired."

"Is it interesting to say these farts now? This is a nationally famous banana station. Don't throw people from our village onto the TV. Just say less."

"It's not so good. Hey, you guys are watching the photographers and have been photographing the stone road. What else do you have to say about this stone?"

The filmmakers were quite concerned about the valuable stone road. They took a long time to shoot the tourmaline inside because there were a few very good shapes. The photographer shook his head with regret and just look at it. You can't let anyone break the sealed road and pick out the stone and sell it to him, right?

Besides, those stones can only be sold for 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a day. No matter how he thinks that the owner doesn't look like someone who lacks these money.

He Xiaoman could only provide ten servings of lobster noodles. Four stars and directors, and the assistant director naturally had one bowl for each person. The other four bowls were divided up casually. The kitchen prepared lunch mainly with Liao cuisine, thin and crispy pot buns with salty sweet taste, pork slaughtering vegetables and pickled vegetables soup, and a large plate of famous Northeast dishes full of famous dishes - the earth rejuvenation, the newly-good white-skin shrimp fried sauce, and the golden soft and bullet stick noodles with big pancakes, which also had a unique taste.

The staff said that the Northeastern cuisine was with Northeastern people, and it looked real. There was only one very artificial female star who said that the dish was too big and scary. She had never eaten raw vegetables. Will it be unhygienic? Will it eat insect eggs? He Xiaoman asked her if she had eaten vegetable salad, hamburgers, and sandwiches? There were lettuce in those.

The female celebrity pretended to say that there was salad dressing in her house.

He Xiaoman said in a Northeast accent Wanwan dialect that there is farm sauce in them!

Everyone laughed, the female star turned black with a dark face and stopped talking, and He Xiaoman ignored her, the most annoying that the dog-licking dog with a rounder moon abroad is the most licking dog.

You can eat salad sauce mixed with lettuce, but it will be unhygienic if it is replaced by farm sauce? Why? Salad sauce also has the effect of sterilization and antivirus?

Fortunately, the entire crew, from celebrities to guests to staff members, was the only one who was pretentious and not very sociable.

Young Master An quietly approached He Xiaoman: "Don't pay attention to her. If she talks again, let my brother find someone to ban her."

He Xiaoman shook his head quickly, brother-in-law, I am a little uncomfortable with your domineering style that has been taking the sand sculpture route, which has suddenly changed into Tianliang Wangpo.

Female celebrities have not done anything too much. At most, they just want to find some presence in front of the camera. It is too difficult for them to make a comeback without any background in their circle.

Because he told the program team in advance that He Xiaoman was going to perform the guzheng today, the program team specially found a famous folk music master to explain the origin, origin, and prosperity to decline.

"In fact, today, our guzheng can no longer be considered an ancient guzheng in the strict sense. The essential difference lies in the position of the strings. The strings of the ancient guzheng were inserted vertically into the soundboard. Today's modified guzheng became side-pressed on the entire soundboard and increased the area of ​​the soundboard..."

The crew sat in the sunroom on the third floor to appreciate the perspective of a rich man. After all, it is rare to build a house around trees in real life, except for the elves. It turns the entire floor into a very impractical and fully transparent decoration. It is roasted to death in summer and freeze to death in winter just for a full-face perspective. If there is a mine at home, it will not cause such a disaster, right?

However, with the extremely broad view of the countryside, I have to say that this house is simply wonderful.

More than ten acres of peach forest in the backyard are filled with fresh pink. The colorful gravel roads in the courtyard are accompanied by colorful succulents. They can even see the pear trees in the mountains that have become a little white and misty due to spores. It seems that every mouthful of breath of life has the smell of life.

The reason why the folk music master suddenly stopped talking was because he found that the guzheng in He Xiaoman's arms was actually an ancient version.

His eyes shone with great excitement: "My God, you... this... this is not a musical instrument, you are a cultural relic, little girl!"

He Xiaoman nodded with a smile: "I gave it to you by my friend, it's a bit old, and special metal is added to the soundboard and strings."

He Xiaoman plucked his fingers, pressed, wiped, picked, and sang the strings in a low voice, or were bright and excited. Although she was not a master-level performance, she was playing the ancient song "Mulberry on the Road" taught by holding the piano. In conjunction with the cutting of the spring breeze, the ancient locust in front of the house and the peach behind the house also showed a bit of returning to nature.

After everyone finished drinking tea and listening to the piano, the master said that he hoped to come and stay for a few days when he had time and exchanged piano skills with He Xiaoman.

He Xiaoman said he didn't dare.

The host and guest were having fun, and Young Master An took the crew to Lihua Mountain again, and naturally some programs were arranged there.

Before leaving, Director Huo looked at the group of people sent out and sighed: "Mother and son, mother and daughter, none of the households living in your homestay have male owners. It seems that our male compatriots need to review more!"

He Xiaoman looked back and saw that no, grandmother and mother were mothers and daughters, mothers and herself, Chang Jin and daughters, Yu Min and sons, and Liu Xiaoman and sons, and there was really no family with a male owner.

A kind laugh came from the crowd, and only I understand the feeling.

He Xiaoman waved goodbye to them, and when he returned to the house, he saw his grandmother asking with hope: "Will I go on TV? When will it be broadcast? Xiaoman, you must tell grandma in advance that I have told our old sisters in the group just now, and they are all waiting to watch me on TV."

When that episode was broadcast, my grandmother was already in dying.

Zhang Caihua half-wrugged her: "Mom, watch it quickly, you are on TV, watch it quickly."

The four children of the Zhang family and the four children were sitting in the room.

Grandma looked at herself on TV, smiled and muttered her grandfather's name: "Tieshan, I'm here to find you, Tieshan..."

There was a lot of crying in the room, and Zhang Caihua hugged his mother tightly, and the day finally came.
Chapter completed!