Dressed as a cannon fodder, her mother became popular in variety shows

Chapter 3 Malt Agar
As early as the moment he showed his face, Ji Anzhi calmly took in the changes in everyone's expressions.

She didn't know that just because of her good looks, she had already gained a lot of fans for her daughter.

She looked at Ji Mingmei calmly.

"What are you doing here in a daze when you come here? Let's go to your room and settle down first."

If it was the original owner, he would probably rush up to hold his daughter and cry bitterly, telling his grievances and helplessness.

Ji Anzhi doesn't have that much emotion, she never shows her emotions, and she can't do that kind of behavior.

Seeing that her reaction was flat, Ji Mingmei breathed a sigh of relief, and she called her mother without emotion, as if it was just a routine.

Netizens have great expectations for the meeting of this beautiful mother and daughter.

I thought why the mother and daughter would hug each other and pretend.

Who would have thought that there wasn't a single extra word, it was so bland without even making eye contact.

Ji Mingmei didn't bring too much luggage, and walked towards the stairs briskly with a suitcase.

Ji Anzhi followed her unhurriedly, not intending to help.

The cameraman's lens followed Ji Anzhi upstairs, and when they got upstairs, when they saw the surrounding environment clearly, everyone felt that the layout was warm.

The rose garden is a typical combination of Chinese and Western styles. The small western-style building is decorated with simple wood-colored decorations, and a bluegrass is placed by the corner of the wall.

It is not so magnificently decorated, but it feels very comfortable to be in it.

Under Ji Anzhi's leadership, Ji Mingmei entered a room with the best lighting and looked around.

On the south-facing wall of the room is a rather artistic ink painting, and there is an exquisite dressing table near the window.

This dressing table can be seen to be quite old at first glance, and there is an open dressing box on the table, which contains various jewelry.

When the camera panned to the jewelry, the barrage in the live broadcast room swiped the screen again.

"Fuck~ These blinding jewels aren't all real, are they?"

"Don't put high hats on them upstairs, just the pendant that looks like an emerald, Ji's family has the financial strength to buy it?"

"Just look at it. They're all props. They must be for facade."

Ji Mingmei is not used to seeing jewelry, she doesn't know the goods at all, and she doesn't take these things to heart, she just thinks they look good.

In the middle of the room is a Babu bed with a rather ancient style. The veil hangs down along the bed post. When the window is opened, it is blown by the wind, which is very dreamy.

The pillows and quilts are all brand new. The light blue fabric is dotted with patterns of flowers and plants, which looks fresh and lovely.

On the right side of the bed is a large balcony with a large floor-to-ceiling swing placed on the balcony. There is also a small flower garden outside the balcony, which is filled with various green plants.

If you sit on a swing in winter and the sun shines, you will be very comfortable.

Ji Mingmei likes this room, and it can be seen that the layout of this room has been carefully planned.

For a moment, she really felt at home.

Ji Anzhi didn't say anything unnecessary, but took the initiative to open the suitcase for her and help her pack her belongings.

The mother and daughter are emotionally estranged and haven't seen each other for three years, so getting along is somewhat awkward.

"I, Mei Meijiang, seem to be a little at a loss. Even if it's a new home, it shouldn't be like this."

"I also think these two girls are weird, they are too unfamiliar."

"My lord, this house is suitable for living. If I can live in this place, I will wake up laughing from my dreams."

The bullet screens flashed one by one, and there were rave reviews for the layout of the house.

The memory in Ji Anzhi's mind allowed her to spy on Ji Mingmei's short life.

Naturally, I also understood her temperament. This little girl is sensitive and inferior, has high self-esteem, and loves to think wildly.

Obviously his heart was full of scars, but his face was calm and calm. The more grief-stricken he was, the more he suppressed his emotions.

The original owner made her cry in front of the camera many times regardless of her image, it must have been suppressed to the extreme.

After the luggage was packed, the two of them squatted in front of the suitcase in silence, the atmosphere was too quiet and they fell into embarrassment.

Ji Anzhi was in a high position, and it was always others who flattered her and asked her to take the initiative to find topics. She was indeed not very good at it.

The director outside the camera looked anxious, this is no mother and daughter, they are no different from strangers.

He hurriedly gestured to remind Ji Anzhi that it was time to prepare dinner.

Only then did Ji Anzhi come back to her senses, and she spoke calmly.

"You rest for a while, and I'll cook you a meal."

Ji Mingmei nodded indifferently, she didn't have any expectations, after all, she had never had a decent meal before.

The atmosphere was finally not so awkward, and the director turned his back and let out a sigh of relief.

"I've never seen such an embarrassing mother and daughter. Are you sure they are blood related mother and daughter?"

"Mina gets along very well with her mother, talking and laughing, looking warm and comfortable."

"It may be because we haven't seen each other for a long time. It will probably be better in the future. After all, we are mother and daughter, and we still have feelings."

No matter what the netizens said, Ji Anzhi didn't know, and she didn't care.

She washed her hands happily and ran to the kitchen.

Naturally, the photographer was with her. Although Ji Anzhi has a noble status, she has a wide range of hobbies and has worked hard on cooking.

She wasn't trying to please the first emperor, it was purely out of interest, she was lonely in the palace, and she didn't find something to do, how could she spend the long years.

Aunt Qiu was also in the kitchen, and was surprised to see her come.

"Ma'am, do you want to cook yourself?"

Ji Anzhi nodded calmly.

"Aunt Qiu, let's go to rest first, I'll be fine alone."

Ji Anzhi has gained a lot of knowledge in the past three months. He watched many short videos on his mobile phone, and even learned how to buy things on a certain treasure.

Of course, I also know that the current female stars are all pursuing skinny beauty, and Ji Mingmei is even slightly anorexic.

Although she has never raised a daughter, she still knows how to love her daughter.

Although she doesn't know Ji Mingmei's taste very well, as long as the food is delicious, she will not dislike it.

She had drawn up the menu a long time ago, and bought the freshest ingredients and put them in the refrigerator.

All the netizens in the live broadcast room didn't quite believe that she could cook. After all, such a temperamental mother-in-law didn't seem to be able to cook.

At the same time, the other celebrities who participated in this variety show have also reached the stage of cooking.

In Xu Yifei's live broadcast room, she was wearing the latest season's G family and was busy in the open kitchen, picking up precious ingredients from time to time to popularize science in front of netizens.

"This is a truffle. It's sold by Lunke outside. Our Nana likes it the most. I can only satisfy her unconditionally."

Her bottomless doting on her daughter made netizens jealous.

"Is this going to cook western food for the little princess? How much will this meal cost? We assholes can't even think about it."

"Is it necessary to show off like this? Don't you think it's too hateful?"

"The upstairs is envious and jealous. Our little princess should eat such expensive food, and it's not that I can't afford it."

After Xu Yifei finished showing off the truffles, she started cooking Western food unskillfully.

After she finished her busy work, it was getting late, and Mina rushed over as soon as the food was brought to the table.

The smell is not bad, and the presentation is also very beautiful.

She couldn't wait to put it in her mouth, but the taste in her mouth was disgusting.

Mina's reaction was straightforward, she just spit out the food in her mouth.

Then he took another big mouthful of water and put it into his mouth to rinse.

Xu Yifei asked with some embarrassment: "What's wrong with you? Is it hard to eat?"

Mina would not hide it at all, and cut a piece of steak into her mother's mouth with a disgusted expression.

"Taste for yourself."

Xu Yifei took a sip, then hurried into the bathroom and vomited.

The netizens in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy.

"Our little princess is too straightforward and doesn't give me any face."

"Sure enough, a wealthy man is only suitable for wearing a delicate dress as a vase."

"What's so funny, even if you don't do it well, it's the sincerity of being a mother."

When the netizens in Xu Yifei's live broadcast room were sneering and sarcastic, Ji Anzhi's table of dishes was ready.

Ji Mingmei was sitting in the living room watching TV and waiting, but she was not in a hurry.

It doesn't matter if the food is not tasty, as long as it can be eaten, she will cooperate with it.

She was really surprised when she saw the dishes served on the table one by one.

Aunt Qiu said with a smile: "Mingmei, my wife said, she's going to change her clothes first, and she'll be here in a while. If you're hungry, eat first."

Ji Mingmei shook her head, said with a smile:
"I'm not too hungry yet, wait for my mother to come with me."

Aunt Qiu nodded, quickly put away the bowls and chopsticks, turned and left.

Sitting at the dining table, Ji Mingmei looked at the delicate dishes and couldn't believe it.

After a while, a voice came from behind.

"Why don't you move your chopsticks? Is it not to your liking?"

Although Ji Anzhi was interested in cooking, he didn't like the smell of oily smoke all over his body, so he went to wash and change clothes immediately.

Ji Mingmei turned her head when she heard the voice, and saw that she was still wearing a bun with a hairpin inserted.

I just changed into apricot-colored home clothes similar to Hanfu. No makeup is applied on the face, and the skin is more white, tender and translucent.

She pulled out the chair and sat beside Ji Mingmei, with a slight smile on her lips.

"I'm waiting for you. Grandpa said that if the elders don't come, don't move your chopsticks."

Ji Mingmei subconsciously looked away and explained softly.

Ji Anzhi was very satisfied. After all, it is a modern society, and there are almost no young people who follow the rules and etiquette.

She kind of likes this little girl.

Pointing to the dish in front of her, she introduced:
"This dish is bone sweet fish, I remember you loved fish when you were young.

This is the butter duck, which took a long time to buy,
This dish is spinach mixed with sesame sauce, I don’t know if you like it or not.

The staple food is steamed noodle dumplings stuffed with pork and eggplant. Aunt Qiu said that it is more meaningful to arrange dumplings for the first meal at home. "

Her tone is soft and slow, even if she is introducing the name of the dish, it is comfortable to listen to.

Ji Mingmei's heart trembled for a moment, she raised her chopsticks, picked up a piece of bone sweetfish and put it in her mouth.

After chewing, I only feel salty, fresh, sour and sweet, crispy, crispy and tender, especially refreshing. This taste is really amazing.

She didn't say anything, but honestly stretched out her chopsticks to taste other dishes.

Sang Yu was always worried, so she squatted beside the photographer, just in case.

Only she knows how long Ji Mingmei hasn't eaten properly.

Seeing the scene of her swallowing food despite her slow movements, my dissatisfaction with Ji Anzhi was a little less.

Ji Mingmei ate several pieces of buttered wild duck in a row, and Ji Anzhi smiled and picked up some spinach mixed with sesame sauce for her.

"If you get tired of eating too much meat, you should also eat vegetables with it."

Ji Mingmei didn't look up, she hummed a little emotionally.

Instead of looking at her, he just lowered his head and continued to eat the dishes in the bowl.

The live broadcast room watched the whole process of Ji Anzhi's cooking, and the discussion was in full swing.

"My mother's food must be excellent. Mingmei has very high requirements on her diet, so she can't hold back from eating it."

"Just by the color of this dish, you can tell that it is not ordinary. I really underestimated my mother."

"I'm so happy to be the daughter of my mother, I'm envious."

"Envy +1"

"Envy + ID number"

"Laughing, look, the director is holding up a sign. They want to eat leftovers. They must be crying."

Ji Mingmei didn't know if the directors were crying, but she was full anyway.

Before returning to the room, she was still rubbing her stomach and hiccupping. As soon as she entered the room and cut off the camera, she lay on the bed without any image.

After lying down for a while, there was a knock on the door, and Ji Mingmei stood up lazily to open the door.

I saw Aunt Qiu standing in front of her door, holding a tray in her hand.

"This is the malt nectar that my wife asked me to send, it is for invigorating the spleen and eliminating food."

(End of this chapter)