apples more than anything

After eating two bowls of rice, Lei Qiu finally put down his rice bowl, ready to fulfill the responsibilities of the host and his girlfriend, introduce Song Pingguo to his parents and then introduce Song Pingguo to his parents.She wiped her mouth with the paper on the table, cleared her throat solemnly, and pointed at Song Pingguo who was sitting next to her: "Dad, Mom, this is what I told you before, my girlfriend, Song Pingguo."

Lei Xiaotian picked up a toothpick and picked his teeth: "Do you need to say that? It's not like we can't see such a big living person sitting here for a long time."

Lei Qiu continued to introduce as if he hadn't heard this sentence: "Little Apple, these are my parents."

"……if not?"

"Then you all know, what do you want me to introduce?" Leiqiu curled his lips aggrievedly, "It's not tiring to talk about it politely."

"Alright, alright, it's so late, go to sleep." Lei Xiaotian waved his hand.

"Do you want my help in the orchard tomorrow?" Lei Qiu was also very proactive in this regard.

"I count on your help, the salt is gone bad." Lei Xiaotian continued to pick his teeth hard, as if something was really stuck between his teeth, "It's hard for you to come back and chat with your mother , Tell your mother what happened to the TV series, and then take your girlfriend to have fun, and you have nothing else to do."

"Uncle, try this." Song Pingguo found a box of dental floss in her backpack, "It's better than toothpicks."

"Lei Qiu, look at Pingguo, she is much smarter than you, you should learn more, don't be so dazed all day long, those who don't know think you inherited it from me..." Lei Xiaotian was very satisfied with the effect of dental floss, "By the way, how did you get that TV show? It looks much better than your real person."

Seeing Leiqiu's expression, Song Pingguo couldn't help laughing, and patted her on the shoulder out of breath: "Not to mention, the effect of the photo is better than your real person."

It's true, it's makeup, lighting, and looking for angles. Shan Siyan is much better-looking than Leiqiu himself, but there are fewer female characters in the play. Who cares about other people when Sang Zhi stops there? Whether it looks good or not, anyway, it is not as good-looking as mulberry branches.

The ratings of "Old People Still Singing" have greatly exceeded the imagination of everyone in this grass-roots team. In addition to Gong Xiaoye's relatively strong publicity, the quality of the series itself is excellent, the actors perform with heart, and the screenwriter is profound foundation...

In short, although it is not to the extent that everyone follows and watches every day to occupy the headlines of Weibo, it is still quite popular.

The only part that wasn't unexpected was that Raichu was really hard to notice.A few days ago, Gong Xiao also sent Lei Qiu a collection of comments from the audience on the film after the broadcast of the old friend You Sing. In summary, there are a few contents in total:

"Raichu did a great job! Sangzhi looks so pretty!"

"Raichu played really well! I've decided to have a pink mulberry branch!"

"Oh my God, Goddess Sangzhi licks and licks!"

"Hey, did Lu An's toxicity not flare up this time?"

Then there is nothing then.

In her heart, Lei Qiu was quite satisfied with the response of her old friend, but she didn't show it very much on the surface. In order to resolve the embarrassment just now, she straightened her back proudly: "This is just the first step I have taken. Next I'm going to do more TV shows, and then I'm going to make movies..."

Lei Xiaotian asked worriedly: "Lei Qiu, I understand that those who make TV dramas can make do, but if you look at those who act in movies, each looks better than the other, can you act?"

"...Dad, am I your own? Can you take care of my fragile young heart?"

"Because you are my own, I want to teach you to face the reality." Lei Xiaotian patted his daughter on the shoulder, "Why didn't you inherit more from me and your mother?"

After telling Lei Xiaotian, Song Pingguo noticed that Leiqiu's parents were not so "ordinary" in appearance.Although they looked a little tired due to long-term heavy labor, it can still be seen that they should have looked good when they were young.

Regarding this point, Lei Xiaotian and Qiu Yichen are actually very depressed. The two of them have been farmers for generations. Don’t mention any idol stars. They can’t even pull out one who can sing and dance. Do you want to embark on this path and reach the pinnacle of life in this field?Where did this acting come from?Why didn't she inherit something so easily inherited from face?

Every time he thinks about these questions, fruit farmer Lei Xiaotian feels that fate has given him an opportunity to embark on the path of an amateur philosopher.

"Dad, you have to pay attention to my acting skills! My face is not everything an actor has!"

"Let me tell you, Lei Qiu, the ugly apples, no matter how sweet they are, can only be sold at a discount, and some of them can't even be put on the shelves." Lei Xiaotian put down his dental floss with a smile, "Just continue to work hard on your acting skills. Try Harder!"

For the sake of his daughter's physical and mental health, Qiu Yichen forcibly ended the topic: "Pingguo, are you at school or at work?"

"Uh... I guess I'm working." Song Pingguo thought about it for a while, and decided not to mention the matter of selling lunch boxes, "I'm a chef."

"Oh..." Qiu Yichen showed an expression of enlightenment, probably because he thought it was normal for Leiqiu to like a chef, "How did you and our Leiqiu meet?"

"Oh, I was acting in Hengdian at that time, and she was selling lunch boxes in Hengdian, so we knew each other."

Song Pingguo stretched out her hand under the table and pinched Leiqiu's waist severely.

Raichu's bedroom had no air conditioning.When she realized this, Song Pingguo wasn't too surprised. After all, Leiqiu's ability to withstand heat and cold is amazing. Even in the weather during the Chinese New Year, she probably only needs to close the doors and windows and a bed. Thick, warm enough quilt.

Taking care that Song Pingguo was there, Qiu Yichen dug out a heater from the corner of the cabinet and put it next to the bed, filled another hot water bottle, rolled it on the bed several times with the hot water bottle, and stuffed it under the quilt: " Well, tell me if you feel cold again, I will give you another quilt."

However, even if there is no hot water bottle and heater, sleeping in the same bed with a large automatic body heater like Raichu will not feel cold.

The bed was soft, the quilt was heavy, and Raichu on his back and the hot water bottle in his arms were very warm.

The countryside at night was very quiet, only the occasional murmur of the wind, and Song Pingguo, who had been on the road all afternoon, soon fell into a deep sleep—a rare time when she fell asleep faster than Leiqiu.

And the next morning she woke up later than Raichu.

The alarm clock at the bedside showed that it was 09:30 in the morning. The hot water bottle in her arms was cold, but the bed was still warm. Song Pingguo was a little reluctant to move, so she decided to close her eyes and pretend that she was still awake.

"Little Apple! It's time to eat breakfast!" When Lei Qiu said this, he also made a forward pounce without warning, and fell on Song Pingguo, "Don't sleep, it's already 09:30 in the morning."

"How dare you talk about me!" Song Pingguo gritted her teeth and pushed her off her body, "Usually at this time you are still talking in your sleep!"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about you, but I really have to eat breakfast." Probably because he just came back from outside, Lei Qiu's hands were a little cold, "I found out the toothbrushes and towels for you and put them on the shelf. Hurry up and brush your teeth, wash your face, and come eat."

Qiu Yichen, who happened to pass by the door of Leiqiu's bedroom, paused for a moment, stopped at the door and looked back at them.

"...Mom, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Qiu Yichen turned his head calmly, "I'm not used to hearing you speak in this tone all of a sudden."

The breakfast dishes were a bit beyond Song Pingguo's imagination.

From Song Pingguo's point of view, what Leiqiu's served should be a typical Chinese breakfast. Because of the remoteness, there are no soy milk, fried dough sticks, tofu nao, etc. stalls. Most likely, they cook soup and rice at home with some side dishes. Qiu Yichen happily announced that he had an apple sandwich this morning.

... This family is indeed in a fight with Apple.

The apples grown in Raichu's orchard are mainly sold, but some are kept for their own consumption. Many of these parts cannot be sold or sold because of some defects—for example, they are too ugly. It's not a good price, but apart from being ugly, they have no other disadvantages, and they can be kept and eaten by themselves.

There were shredded apples and apple salad on the table last night. To be honest, Song Pingguo felt that according to the frequency of eating apples, it was actually quite remarkable that Leiqiu had no psychological shadow on apples.

"The day after tomorrow will be New Year's Eve." Leiqiu looked up at the calendar on the wall, "What's delicious this year?"

"Steam some salted fish and bacon, then stew a chicken, make a few plates of stir-fried vegetables..." Qiu Yichen turned his head to look at Song Pingguo, "What do Pingguo want to eat? Old Lei Qiu told me that there is no need to prepare anything special, It would be shameful not to tell me what you like to eat."

"I really don't need to make special preparations!" Song Pingguo quickly waved her hand, "I don't have anything I particularly like to eat..."

"Mom, Little Apple is not a picky eater." Lei Qiu suddenly thought of a good idea, "Hey, Little Apple, why don't you cook a few dishes? After all, you are a professional, and it must be better than my mother's cooking .”

Qiu Yichen took away the remaining two sandwiches on Leiqiu's plate with a cold face: "If you think my cooking is not delicious, don't eat it."

"Mom! Don't be like this! Your cooking is delicious, but the dishes made by Little Apple are even more delicious... Can you give me back the sandwich?"

Lei Qiu, whose breakfast was skipped, rummaged through the refrigerator, and found a piece of evenly fat and thin pork belly. She took a kitchen knife and cut the pork belly into slices of uneven thickness——Song Pingguo believed that her original intention was I wanted to cut it into a uniform thickness, but I couldn't do it because of my limited ability-smeared a layer of salt and strung it on an iron skewer.

Song Pingguo looked curiously at Leiqiu's iron stick for piercing meat: "This stick is of good quality, where did you buy it?"

"What?" Lei Qiu was stunned for a moment, "This is a knitting needle."

Leiqiu came to the corner of the yard with the meat skewers threaded with sweater needles, and set up two red bricks close to the wall, and then set up two parallel bricks not far away, and then put the skewers with sweater needles on them. The kebabs were placed on the red bricks, some dead grass and branches were stuffed between the bricks, and a fire was lit.

"If I knew you wanted to grill meat, I would have cut the meat for you." Song Pingguo squatted next to Lei Qiu, helping her turn the meat skewers, "Look at all your cuts, some of them are burnt Some are not ripe yet."

"Isn't this easy to solve?" Lei Qiu looked at the relatively thin pieces of meat pointed out by Song Pingguo, lifted the stick and blew a few mouthfuls, bit off the meat and held it in his mouth, The transparent part is put back on the red brick and baked.

"Raichu, I think you should give up live broadcasting and eating. There is no future for this. You should start a reality show about survival in the wild, teaching people how to find food in the wild - don't just eat things like protein-rich spiders .”

The tempting aroma of meat roasting on the fire soon filled the air. Song Pingguo picked up the skewer in her hand and blew it for a long time before taking a bite cautiously. Tang hurriedly removed the meat from his mouth, and continued to blow on it.

"It's too troublesome for you people who are afraid of being hot to eat." Lei Qiu took the meat skewer from Song Pingguo's hand, held it above his head and ran around the yard several times, and waited for her to return to the red brick. The skewers have dropped to a suitable temperature in the baptism of the cold winter wind, "Eat it, it's delicious."

really.Song Pingguo thinks that she is not a carnivore like Leiqiu, but who can resist the charm of barbecue?

After eating the barbecue, Song Pingguo deeply felt that she was in Leiqiu's territory.In fact, before coming here, she had already prepared that it would be boring here. After all, Leiqiu's parents usually watch TV besides work, or they just find friends to play cards and chat, and there are no other entertainment activities.

What she overlooked, however, was how much Raichu was going to have fun with herself and her, and the fun was often delicious.After eating the barbecue, Raichu found another bag of marshmallows deep in the pantry.

It's the plastic-wrapped cotton candy you'll find in supermarkets.

Like performing magic, Raichu poured milk and marshmallows into the pot, turned on a low heat, and kept stirring with chopsticks until all the marshmallows were melted in the milk.

Under Song Pingguo's gaze, she put the cooked food into the refrigerator and announced that she could eat ice cream when she came over later.

"It's a pity it's not summer." Lei Qiu closed the refrigerator door regretfully, "Next time you come back with me in summer, I'll take you to pick wild strawberries."

Before Song Pingguo could answer, she thought of a new trick: "Next time in the spring, there is a beekeeper at the entrance of the village, and you can drink as much as you want from the high-quality acacia nectar."

"Come again in autumn and go fishing in the fish pond. Hey, do you like the fish grilled or braised..."

Listening to her rambling, Song Pingguo couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Then I can live here all year round."

Raichu went up to her and hugged her: "Then I have no objection."