My son has an 80 billion actor father

What the director said in more than ten minutes, is to exclude the distance from the small building to the foot of the mountain. The mountain to go to is on the other side of a large field, and there is no direct road in the middle. You need to walk some field trails, and the car can't go smoothly. Passed, so a group of people went on foot.

Knowing that Feng Yang and the others were going up the mountain today, the assistants chartered a car to come, and the program team did not have many staff members. In addition, the situation at Jiang Chen's place was special, and if there was any mistake, it could not be dealt with in a few sentences.

The staff led the way, and Shi Lei followed closely behind Jiang Chen.

The mountain road is not smooth, the morning dew has not completely dissipated, and Feng Yang is also a little behind Jiang Chen. Although Feng Yang and Jiang Chen lived together before, they never had a chance to work together. Now they enter the same real person. Xiu, Feng Yang saw Jiang Chen walking up the slope without saying a word, he really wanted Jiang Chen to wait at the foot of the mountain, he just went up the mountain to have a look.

But he probably also knew that this proposal would not be adopted by Jiang Chen, so he could only think about it that way.

The eyes moved down consciously. The clothes Jiang Chen brought this time were almost all loose-fitting. If he wore them, even if his stomach changed later, it would be difficult to see clearly from the outside.

After walking for more than 20 minutes—the person who led the way deliberately slowed down, the group reached the top of the mountain, and a large green mountain appeared in the field of vision.

It's almost late autumn, and there are relatively few vegetables on the mountains. Most of the mountains are planted with continuous red sweet potatoes.

The staff told Feng Yang and Jiang Chen that the red sweet potato vine is also edible, and the tip is cut off to cook vegetables. It has not been sprayed with pesticides, and it is a real green food. As for the red sweet potato, it needs to be dug with another digging tool another day.

"By the way, the bean next to it is already ripe. Pick it up and peel it to fry the meat, or just add salt and cook it without peeling the skin. The taste is quite good."

Perhaps they felt that Feng Yang and the others were from big cities and might not know much about these crops, so the staff explained them in relative detail.

When he went out, he brought a pannier, which was carried by Shi Lei, and Shi Lei gave the pannier to Jiang Chen who asked him to pass it over.

"Go and pinch the vine tips, I'll pick the beans." Feng Yang weighed the two sides, and felt that it should be easier to pinch the vine tips. These red sweet potato vines grow very well, and you can pinch enough in a while.

Jiang Chen basically wouldn't refute Feng Yang in a crowded place. He handed over the basket to Feng Yang, then went into the sweet potato field, squatted down and started picking vine tips. He had never eaten this kind of vegetable before. Jiang Chen has eaten it before, so he probably knows where to pinch it. The tip of the vine is basically just pinched casually. For farmers, it is completely worthless.

Jiang Chen was pinching the vine tips very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he had a handful in his hands. Shi Lei wanted to come over to help, so Jiang Chen waved Shi Lei to Feng Yang's place.

When I went to Feng Yang's place, the staff also helped to pick the beans. If the beans are not peeled, they can be kept in the refrigerator for a few days. This kind of bean food is not the kind that is easy to get tired of.

The program team greeted the mountain owner in advance and gave money. These tasks were prepared in advance.

In addition to bean vine tips, they also picked lentils hanging around a dead tree covered with vines as they passed.

After going back and forth like this, one or two hours passed, and Shi Lei was carrying the basket, which seemed to contain most of his back, but it was actually not heavy.

Walking from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, as they walked, everyone seemed to have a common heart, and Jiang Chen and Feng Yang gradually fell behind.

Feng Yang turned his head and noticed that Jiang Chen's cheeks were flushed, and reached out to touch Jiang Chen's face.

Jiang Chen was so startled that he dodged, first staring at Feng Yang, and then at the other people walking away in front of him.

They all turned their backs to them, and did not see Feng Yang touching his face.

"Tired?" Feng Yang's expression was calm, as if he had done everything.

Jiang Chen shook his head: "It's okay."

"Break meeting." Feng Yang looked seriously.

Jiang Chen hummed.

But suddenly Feng Yang walked forward quickly, but soon came back with a bottle of water in his hand.

Unscrewing the lid, Feng Yang handed the water to Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen was not very polite, thanked him, took the bottle and took a sip.

"I'll get it." It seems that in Feng Yang's eyes, a bottle of water can tire his child's father.

Feng Yang looked around and found a small patch of grass, he pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then quickly took off his coat, and spread it out on the grass.

The clothes cost at least a thousand, and they were used by Feng Yang as a cushion. Jiang Chen was surprised and felt that he would rather stand than sit down, not to mention just a little tired. Compared with many times in the past, this tiredness It can be said that there is no comparison at all.

But Feng Yang was somewhat authoritarian and domineering to a certain extent. Seeing Jiang Chen's astonishment, he still dragged someone to sit on his clothes.

Jiang Chen thought it was a surprise, but he didn't expect what happened next, which shocked him even more.

As soon as Feng Yang sat down with Jiang Chen, he squatted down next to Jiang Chen and grabbed Jiang Chen's foot. Jiang Chen was stunned and didn't know what to do. Pull up the trouser legs.

Feng Yang had a phone call with his doctor friend last night. This time he went out to film a variety show, he did not hide from the other party. Jiang Chen's health condition, his friend should know better than him. Feng Yang reconciled some plans in the script.

The suggestion given by my friend is that it is best not to let Jiang Chen do high-intensity exercise work. Pregnant women need exercise, but not for a long time, and they should take frequent rest.

It is also mentioned that some pregnant people may experience insomnia, poor spirits, and edema of the feet.

Feng Yang asked Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen said that the water surface was fine, and in terms of mental state, it could be seen that there were not many problems.

As for the edema of the feet, Feng Yang observed all the way when he first went up the mountain, but because of the cover of his trouser legs, Feng Yang couldn't see clearly for a while, it happened that there was an opportunity, so Feng Yang grabbed Jiang Chen's feet and took a closer look .

Jiang Chen's face was dull, and he thought why Feng Yang suddenly grabbed his foot, but then Feng Yang gently rubbed his sore ankle.

"Your feet are a bit edematous. Knead for a while to speed up the blood circulation. Will the force be heavy?" Feng Yang squatted in front of Jiang Chen. The hillside was uneven. It was actually not convenient for him to squat like that, but he didn't seem to feel anything wrong. Comfortable, all my heart is with Jiang Chen.

"It's a little heavy." In fact, it was just right. From the deep black pupils that Feng Yang looked over, Jiang Chen felt that Feng Yang wanted him to make a point, so he obeyed the other party's intention and said this sentence.

Then Feng Yang really lightened up the intensity of the massage.

After resting for more than half an hour - Jiang Chen was resting, Feng Yang was rubbing Jiang Chen's swollen ankles, the two got up one after another, Feng Yang bent down to pick up the coat on the grass, and shook it in his hand , Shake off the sticky grass clippings, then put it in the crook of the arm without wearing it, and went back to the small building with Jiang Chen.

When passing a field ridge, there is a small pond beside it.

"The fish here must be delicious." Jiang Chen looked at the rippling water surface blown by the wind.

All the coldness and warmth in Feng Yang's eyes were suppressed.

"Sauerkraut fish or spicy hot pot fish, which one do you like?" Feng Yang, who was walking in front, stopped and turned to ask Jiang Chen. The golden sunlight poured down on the man's handsome and three-dimensional facial features, just like the one in ancient Greek mythology. Like Apollo, Jiang Chen vaguely felt his heart hit hard by something.

"Sauerkraut fish." Jiang Chen muttered.

"Okay, tomorrow I will make pickled fish for you to eat." Feng Yang has never liked anyone. In the past few decades, he was like a love insulator. In this way, there is a feeling of warmth flowing from the bottom of my heart all the time.

He wants to do anything for Jiang Chen, anything that can make the other party happy.

Although Jiang Chen's response is relatively flat at present, Feng Yang knows what kind of person Jiang Chen is, his emotions are reserved and restrained, and it is exactly like this, Feng Yang feels that he is even more infatuated with him.

Jiang Chen's lips parted, and he clenched his fingers tightly, wanting to tell Feng Yang not to be so nice to him. Under Feng Yang's affectionate eyes, Jiang Chen felt that being cared about and liked by someone like Feng Yang was a must. His luck.

"Remember to soak your feet in hot water before going to bed at night, it will help you sleep and promote blood circulation in your body." Feng Yang thought of this temporarily, and then told Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen didn't seem to care as much about his body as Feng Yang did. He lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes swayed slightly.

"I see."

Jia Qing and Zhang Xuanxin, who went to the street, hadn't come back yet. Yin Qiu called Jia Qing and said they were on their way back. When Jiang Chen and the others returned to the hut, Yin Qiu relayed it when asked.

"Fried beans for lunch. I like roasted pork with beans." You Zheng was sitting in the living room peeling beans. When he saw Jiang Chen, he yelled loudly before he got close.

"Okay, you know how to fire?" Jiang Chen also sat down, Feng Yang walked past Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen turned his head to look at him, and You Zheng followed his gaze.

After a short while, Feng Yang brought two cups of hot water, put one in front of Jiang Chen, and took the other cup by himself. While drinking, he walked to the kitchen, and when he passed the dining table, he put the empty cup on it.

You Zheng probed his head to look in the direction of the kitchen, and saw that Feng Yang had finally gone away. There was a program crew in the living room, but You Zheng was not worried about what would happen to the other party. He leaned over to Jiang Chen, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

"How do you think the male and female CPs in the program group are still being fired? Can they be fired?" You Zheng was suddenly a little worried for the program group, because it was different from the previous positioning.

"Let's edit it. Don't all the shows now rely on post-editing, such as Zhang Guan Li Dai." Regarding the ratings of the program, Jiang Chen is not worried. Feng Yang's fan base alone is bigger than the five of them combined. The name Guang Fengyang is the guarantee of ratings.

"It's true, that's what I thought too much."

You Zheng sat back and turned around.

"Furthermore..." Jiang Chen put the peeled beans in the basin, and You Zheng stared at Jiang Chen, waiting for his next words.

"Our salary has long been fixed." So just do your best and do your own thing well.