The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

As soon as the results were announced, Su Jialuo jumped up when he heard that their group was first and far ahead, looking innocent and charming.

Yun Yan and Yun Sheng were standing behind her. She turned around and went to hug Yun Yan with a smile on her face, shouting:

"We are number one, we are number one!"

Yun Yan was still looking at the defeated Fang Qingqing far away, worried that she would be unhappy if she was the last person, but he suddenly saw Su Jialuo opening her hands and turning around.

React quickly, squat down tactically, and talk to Xiao Yunsheng:

"Why aren't you happy when you won first place?"

Xiao Yunsheng was silent and tilted his head to look at Su Jialuo, whose soft and cute little face was wrinkled badly.

Su Jialuo couldn't hug him, but his reaction was very sensitive. In order not to embarrass himself, he followed Yun Yan and squatted down to talk to Xiao Yunsheng:

"Shengsheng, we are number one, are you happy?"

Xiao Yunsheng hid in Yun Yan's arms, her mood waning, and she lay on her father's shoulder and looked at him with a basket full of pink pigs, her beautiful eyes shining with intelligence.

"good."

Yun Yan rubbed the child's head and already had a plan in his mind to ask Fang Qingqing and the others to come over for lunch together.

Netizens saw Su Jialuo's beautiful smile and couldn't hold it back:

[Oh my god, God Luo smiled, and the entire live broadcast room was filled with the breath of spring. 】

[Who can combine sunshine, vitality and beauty in one body? Of course it is our Luo Shen! 】

[Just be so sweet to me. This smile is enough to make my heart beat for a year. 】

[No, did Luo Shen want to hug Yun Sheng’s father just now? 】

[Shit, what’s wrong with celebrating? I didn’t get it. Did you say this to start a fight? We, Luo Shen, are not such people with no sense of proportion. You thought it was Fang Qingqing. 】

[Speak carefully, what does this have to do with Fang Qingqing? 】

[One thing to say is that Xiao Yunsheng’s attitude towards the two mothers is obviously different. I think he prefers Fang Qingqing to be his mother. 】

[That’s what you think. I think Xiao Shengsheng is cuter and better behaved when she and Luoshen are together, unlike following Fang Qingqing, who almost drove her crazy. 】

Gu Yan's group came in second place. After celebrating with Qin Shu, he came over to chat with Yun Yan.

"Mr. Yun, I heard that the ingredients of the first place are very rich. How about it? Are you interested in sharing it with us?"

Yun Yan raised his eyebrows, you kid has a pretty good idea.

He said quietly: "Not interested."

Gu Yan:......

Okay, even if I’m familiar with you, we’re still live broadcasting now, can’t you give me some face?

Now he has lost all his face to Yun Yan, and he refuses to accept it!

After taking a look at the shabby Fang Qingqing, he started to stir up trouble: "Okay, I'm the second place anyway, so I won't eat too badly, unlike the fifth place, who probably can only drink sea cucumber porridge. Tsk, tsk, it’s so miserable.”

Yun Yan's handsome eyes turned cold and she looked at him with a smile.

His eyes seemed to say: Fuck your own mind.

Su Jialuo didn't know that these two people knew each other, nor did he know that this was their usual way of talking. He thought they didn't like each other. When he thought that he was the most important person in the process, he quickly smoothed things over:

"He is joking with you, Teacher Gu. Let's go together during lunch later."

Yun Yan:......

Gu Yan:......

While a few people were chatting, a small gas tank suddenly jumped out.

The cameraman who was following him quickly chased the camera.

In the camera, I saw a small gas tank dragging a basket that was taller than myself, running towards Fang Qingqing "squeezing".

Along the way, my face was red, I was panting, I gritted my teeth and worked hard, but I didn't stop for a moment.

It seemed as if what was in my hand would be snatched away if I stopped.

Finally arriving at Fang Qingqing's side, he stopped and threw the little pink pig in their basket into Fang Qingqing's basket:

"Mom, give it to you, give it to you, give it all to you."

Fang Qingqing was discussing with Little Mianmian's mother on how to cheat and bring all the ingredients she wanted later. When she heard the noise, she turned around and was shocked.

What is her eldest son doing?

"Shengsheng?"

Xiao Yunsheng no longer cared about talking, and used both hands to throw the pig into the basket.

Fang Qingqing:......

Moved to death, Fang Qingqing knelt down and watched him work.

"If you do this, will your father and your mother Su agree?"

Xiao Yunsheng took a moment to glance at her, "If you're not here, I have the final say in our family."

Not to mention how overbearing your tone is.

Fang Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry.

On the other side, Yun Yan, who was facing here, had also seen his son's behavior. He pinched his eyebrows and raised his hand to block the curved corners of his lips.

Sure enough, the son's strategy was simple and direct, more effective and more loving than his own.

Gu Yan, who was watching the show, shook his head when he saw this scene:

"It's really blue that is better than blue!"

This family has no eyes to see, really no eyes to see.

Only Su Jialuo, with his pink face and livid face, could hardly guard against the thieves. Who would have thought that this child would do this.

"Yunyan...brother?"

She looked at Yun Yan in disbelief.

Yun Yan pretended to talk to Gu Yan and turned his head away so he didn't hear.

When netizens in the live broadcast room saw what Xiao Yunsheng did, they wanted to smash the screen, climb in and snatch the child home:

[Hahahaha, help, hahahaha, why is he so cute! 】

[What did I see, what did I see, what did I see, my son! 】

[He really loves Fang Qingqing, my God! 】

[Laughing like crazy, a man is not as big as a basket, so he just dragged him there? 】

[Well, drag it over and use all your strength to suck the milk. 】

[Ah ah ah, who can save me? I laugh so hard that I miss you. 】

[A mouthful of rice spurted out, who knows, the computer is full of rice dregs]

[No more pretending, I want to break it into pieces and snatch him home. 】

[Xiao Yunsheng stole all the trophies and gave them to Fang Qingqing. His father just looked at it, um, just looked at it...]

[Let me smell it again. This smell is a bit off. Do we see appreciation in Yun Baba’s eyes? 】

[What's going on with this kid? We, Luo Shen, also have a share in the loot. Why should we give it to Fang Qingqing? 】

[That’s right, where should we put our Luo Shen? Today is a day when I don’t like this little milk baby. 】

[Stop arguing, let’s see what the director says. The director can’t let the situation develop like this, so why should we use the rules of the game? What kind of competition is this? 】

The other guests also laughed a lot when they saw what Xiao Yunsheng did.

Gao Yun and Qin Shu fell to the ground laughing, and Qin Shu burst into tears from laughter.

A few friends gathered together to watch Yun Sheng work.

Gu Xiaotian also gave him a hand, Xiao Huanxi frowned and folded his arms, looking at them like a judge.

Little Mianmian was holding back her laughter, holding back...

Little Mianmian couldn't hold it in any longer, so she pulled her mother's lapel:

"Mom, look, mom, look, we have a lot of little pink pigs now."

Director’s wife:…

I glanced at my husband in the distance. How will this guy be judged later?

Meng Fuying was playing a game, and this time she was finally not at the bottom. When she saw that Fang Qingqing was the last one, she felt so happy.

It doesn't matter if she can't get first place, as long as Fang Qingqing ranks lower than herself, she will be happy.

Seeing this scene now, she was so angry that she wanted to die.

Everyone else was laughing, but she and Su Jialuo couldn't laugh at all.

How could Su Jialuo bear it when his trophies were given away like this? Pointing to the scene of a loving mother and a filial son, she asked the director in a calm tone:

"Director, this can't be counted, can it?"