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The morning sun slowly climbed up the mountain, and its light golden rays of light fell on the square farmyard.

In the overall shot, a middle-aged man is dancing hurriedly behind a girl with short hair. The girl's movements are standard and in place, and her voice of shouting commands is clear and loud, bringing vitality to the entire courtyard.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were grinning at the sight, and the comments were so joyful:

[Hahaha... Brother Mao's movements are so stiff, like a robot. 】

[It’s okay, it’s much better than the first time I learned square dancing. 】

[Amateur girl can do it. Not only does she sing the school song well, she also does the radio gymnastics very well. 】

[This is the latest version of the national radio gymnastics for primary and secondary school students, right? It’s different from what we danced before. 】

[Of course, this is the latest version that was just promoted the year before last. I just missed it when I graduated and didn’t learn anything. 】

[I feel like an amateur girl can become a middle school student promotion ambassador. Her alma mater doesn’t know that it would be a waste of talent to drag her back to advertise. 】

[Hmm, the little amateur girl really has the demeanor of a top student. It would be a pity if her alma mater misses this wave of popularity. 】

A group of radio gymnastics jumped down, and both Ning Fanxin and Mao Xihong achieved their training goals.

The two people, who were sweating all over, suddenly became much closer because of this revolutionary relationship of dancing on the radio together.

"What do you want for breakfast today, little sister?" Mao Xihong greeted her comrades enthusiastically and proactively, planning to go to the kitchen to make some breakfast herself.

Ning Fanxin rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his head and said, "Don't eat anything else for now. I'll drink some milk and go out. Brother Mao, do you want to go up the mountain with me?"

Brother Mao has good physical strength, so bringing him along should help a lot.

"Why do you want to go up the mountain so early? Not eating breakfast is bad for your health." Mao Xihong followed the spirit of Big Brother and began to persuade the juniors who did not take care of their bodies.

Ning Fanxin explained patiently: "It rained last night, and this morning is a good time to collect some wild mushrooms. Didn't the program team ask us to go to the market to sell things today? If we don't prepare more things, what can we sell?"

What they brought back yesterday seemed to be a lot, but when they came back, they gave part of the fruit to their own people to eat, and the program team exchanged part with them, so there wasn't much left.

Of the two bunches of plantains she picked back, the program team took away one, leaving only one that was stored in the kitchen.

In other words, the only things they can sell in the market are a bunch of plantains and less than two kilograms of walnuts.

How can the six of them sell just such a small amount? I can't take it.

After being reminded by Ning Fanxin, Mao Xihong also figured out the current situation, but he still objected to going up the mountain without breakfast.

"The task belongs to everyone. There is no reason for the two of us to do it by ourselves. Let's do it this way. Let's make breakfast first. Others will get up later. When everyone is full, we will set off together." Mao Xihong said, pulling her into the kitchen to help him Went to make breakfast.

After Ning Fanxin heard what he said, he couldn't hold on any longer. He just couldn't help but add as he walked: "Wild mountain mushrooms are suitable for picking early in the morning, but they won't be good when the sun gets brighter."

On the morning after it rains, those wild mushrooms are the freshest and tenderest. When the sun gets hot, the taste will not be as good.

Of course Mao Xihong knew this, but he insisted: "You can just help me make breakfast first. I'll call Xiaohai and the others to get up. After breakfast, everyone will go out early."

As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and called the four regular guests upstairs, urging them to get up one by one.

Ning Fanxin was relieved: "Okay, then just listen to Brother Mao."

The two of them entered the kitchen and started working separately. Of course, the person in charge of the spoon was Brother Mao, and Ning Fanxin was the one who was helping out.

However, the two of them cooperated well, and the netizens in the live broadcast room actually watched it with great interest.

[I don’t know why, but I always feel that this scene is very loving between father and daughter. 】

【Father-daughter love? ! Upstairs, are you trying to make me laugh to death? Is Brother Mao that old? 】

[Don’t tell me, I felt the same way before, I just didn’t dare to say it. 】

[Hahaha... What a "father-daughter love", I hope Brother Mao can accept it...]