The mind-reading baby became popular after taking his mother to participate in a variety show

Chapter 177

People come and go, dazzling people, and it is not easy to find the "destined person" among them.

Suddenly, Mianmian tugged at the corner of Sang He's clothes, pointed in one direction and whispered, "Mom, that old grandma is a little strange."

Sang He heard the sound and looked over.

I saw an old woman staring at them, her expression was not particularly normal.

The two walked over and asked softly: "Grandma, are you a "destined person"?"

Hearing this, the old lady gave them a suspicious look.

"Go, go, go," the old woman waved her hand, her tone was not very good, "I don't know you, go away and go away."

A kind-hearted person saw the scene here, came over and explained kindly: "This person suffers from Alzheimer's disease. He got here somehow, and no one cares about it. Don't take it too seriously."

Sanghe naturally didn't care.

But Mianmian frowned, and asked worriedly: "Then how does she eat?"

"There are a lot of food sellers here. Sometimes a kind person gives her food. If not, I go to pick up some leftover food from other people." The man sighed deeply, "He is also a hard-working person."

"Is that so." Mianmian didn't know what to think, she lowered her head and said in a muffled voice.

Because they had to continue to do the task, the two of them didn't stay here much and went to other places.

Because there were too many people, Sang He and Mian Mian asked several people in a row, but none of them were the "destined people" arranged by the program group.

Gradually, Mianmian became a little discouraged.

[Retired in spite of difficulties? 】

Looking at Mianmian with her mouth pursed, Sang He thought suspiciously.

Mianmian immediately cheered up and said firmly, "Mianmian will definitely find it!"

Sang He looked at Mian Mian and smiled, then continued to observe the people around him carefully.

Soon the target was locked on an old man selling cotton candy.

The old man raised his eyes to look at them from time to time, as if he was confirming something.

Walking over with Mianmian, Sang He asked straight to the point: "Excuse me, are you a "destined person"?"

"I am," the old man smiled naively. "It's also my first time doing this kind of thing. I don't have much experience, but it made me very nervous. Fortunately, you still found me."

Mianmian also smiled sweetly: "Grandpa, what mission are we going to do?"

Cutting to the point, the old man didn't say any more digressions, "Both of you have to make a marshmallow, and the finished product can only pass the level if it passes my standard."

"By the way, you need to eat all the bad marshmallows yourself."

Mian Mian cheered up the spirit of 12: "Okay!"

The old man first demonstrated one to them, and because of his skilled craftsmanship, he quickly made a perfect marshmallow.

Watching the whole process, Mianmian opened her mouth wide in shock, "Grandpa, you are so amazing."

"You can make it too." The old man put the finished marshmallows away and stood aside to make room.

As an adult, Sang He should set an example for the children, so she stood over, imitated the old man, put a spoonful of sugar in the container, and then took a stick in her hand.

Start the machine, and white silk comes out, and Sang He spins it with a stick.

Because the strength is not well controlled, the final product is not beautiful.

The old man frowned and looked at it, but finally let go: "After all, it is done, so let's pass the test."

Then he put his hands behind his back and looked at Mianmian with a pleasant smile: "Little friend, it's your turn."

Seeing that her mother didn't do too well, Mianmian couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Sang He also knew that she didn't do it well, she pursed her lips, and comforted her: "As long as you take this step, you will be successful."

Mianmian nodded vigorously.

Because she is not tall enough, Mianmian still needs a box to get there.

Standing on the box, Mianmian put a spoonful of sugar clumsily, then turned on the machine with a stick.

After the white Sisi came out, Mianmian immediately became flustered and frantically wrapped it with a stick, but failed to wrap it up. In the end, in desperation, she dropped the stick and grabbed it with her hands.

Afraid of hurting Mianmian, the grandfather hastily turned off the machine.

Mianmian got all over her body, sticking her face like glutinous rice balls.

She felt uncomfortable and wanted to lick it. The sweet taste exploded on the tip of her tongue, and Mianmian's eyes lit up.

"It's so sweet!" The sweet voice combined with her cute image at this time, people will not be angry because she didn't make marshmallows, but make people feel very cute.

【Mianmian is so cute, it feels like she is experiencing food for the first time. 】

[It's not impossible, after all, Mianmian was in the orphanage before, so she shouldn't have been able to come into contact with cotton candy. 】

[Don't talk about it, I feel distressed when I mention this matter, but now I see Mian Mian's unrestrained appearance, I am happy. 】

Sang He couldn't help but laugh too.

The bright eyes stared at Mianmian for a moment, with a smile and tenderness in them.

Luo Wenmo, who had been observing Sang He's emotions silently, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously pointed the camera at Sang He.

He had only seen this kind of Sanghe a few years ago.

The current state should be fine.

But remembering that Sang He experienced very serious psychological problems for a period of time, his heart hurts like being pricked by a needle.

But he wasn't with Sang He at that time, it was his fault.

In the future, he will definitely treat Sang He a thousand times better.

Being stared at by such a fiery gaze, Sang He frowned slightly, then turned his head to look over, and the eyes of the two intertwined in the air.

Sang He's eyes fluctuated, and he forgot to look away for a moment.

And the viewers who were watching in the live broadcast room at this moment were forcibly stuffed with dog food.

【I'm really fed up. I was watching Mianmian fascinated. He suddenly shifted the camera. I thought there was something more exciting. It turned out that he came to feed the dog food! 】

[Really hateful!I'm so full at night, I don't need to eat anymore! 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

[The efficiency of this year's netizens is not good. It's been a long time and I haven't found out this man's information. 】

[It's not that it's impossible, but it's really too mysterious, and there's not even a single clue. 】

[If you can't find it, you can't find it. I am also very happy to eat candy like this. 】

Sang He realized it belatedly, and looked away calmly.

Luo Wenmo stared at Sang He for a while, and then started his own work again.

"Grandpa," Mianmian pursed her mouth in distress, "Does Mianmian want to do it again?"

She didn't make it, so she definitely couldn't pass the test.

Seeing Mianmian's pitiful appearance, the old man couldn't bear it.

He simply stuffed the cotton candy he made into Mianmian's hands, "This is considered to be made by you, so it's considered a pass."

(End of this chapter)