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

Chapter 233 We Are Great
Having said that, Mian Mian still felt a little bit sorry.

She approached Sang He, and asked cautiously: "But what if the things you draw every time are the worst?"

Sang He understood Mian Mian's psychology very well.

After a pause, and after considering his words in his heart, Sang He looked at Mianmian again and said, "Then are you sad?"

"What do you mean, Mom?" Mian Mian didn't understand what Sang He meant.

Sang He was not impatient, but very patient, and instead of directly comforting her, she guided Mian Mian step by step.

"I said, for example, if you draw the worst ones, will you be sad or unhappy?" Sang He fixed his eyes on Mian Mian's eyes.

Hearing this, Mianmian thought very seriously for a while.

Then he shook his head very seriously: "No."

With my mother, these problems are not a problem, and even if it is a bit hard and tiring sometimes, she also enjoys it.

After hearing Mianmian's answer, Sang He chuckled: "Since you won't be sad, it proves that this is not a bad ending for you, so don't think too much about it."

Mian Mian nodded with a half understanding.

Sang He said all of that worry was gone.

"Okay, go smoke." Sang He stood up straight, reached out and rubbed Mianmian's head.

Mianmian lost her psychological burden and ran towards the blind box placed in front of the director.

The little hand reached in, and quickly pulled out a note.

The number written on the note was two, and then the director released a photo of two's room.

It's just a very ordinary one-story house. It's not very good, but it's not bad either.

Mianmian took the photo and ran towards Sang He, and said with a pleasant face, "Mom, it's not too bad!"

Seeing Mianmian so happy, Sang He couldn't help being happy, and reached out to rub Mianmian's head: "I knew we were the best."

director:"……"

Is there a possibility that my conscience discovered that the house arranged this time is not very bad.

But Xiaotuanzi was so happy, he couldn't bear to be disappointed, so he didn't say anything, and continued to let people smoke the house.

This link ended soon, and it was not too early, so everyone returned to their respective places with their suitcases.

Sanghe and Mianmian's No. [-] house was a long time ago. The family moved to the county seat after they became prosperous, so no one lived there for a long time, and they didn't even have hot water.

The photos given by the director's team are just rough shots, but in fact, there are more than one layer of dust in the house.

Sang He's temples twitched.

Feelings This ends up being the worst house of all.

But if you come, you will be at ease, Sang He quickly adjusted his mentality, rolled up his sleeves after putting down his luggage.

"Go to work," Sang He looked at Mianmian, "At least clean up the area around the bed tonight."

Mian Mian nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

As long as she can be with her mother, she is willing to do anything!
The mother and daughter quickly got into the ranks of cleaning, and it took more than half an hour to tidy up the house into a roughly decent appearance.

The director team prepared clean bedding, and Sang He spread it quickly with his hands and feet.

"Mom, we are great!" Mianmian sighed sincerely looking at the completely changed house.

Sang He sat on the bed and looked at Mian Mian, then smiled: "Mian Mian is the best."

A little dumpling who is only four years old is not ambiguous at all in his work.

Glancing at the time, Sang He stood up and took out the toiletries in the suitcase: "It's time to go to bed, wash up and go to sleep."

Mianmian obediently took his tooth cup to fetch water.

"Wait a minute." Sang He suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly raised his voice to stop Mianmian.

Mian Mian turned her head in doubt: "What's wrong, Mom?"

[In such a cold day, washing with cold water will definitely cause accidents. 】

Hearing the words in her mother's heart, Mianmian understood in an instant.

She was about to say that she was fine, but Sang He got a pot of water from the kettle before her: "We'll wash it later."

[I wanted to talk about Sang He just now, but I didn't expect Sang He to remember it. 】

[Sang He is really a qualified mother. Just now when Sang He washed her hands and face, she used cold water directly, but she didn't forget to boil hot water for her when she was wet. 】

[It's winter, and it's night again, the temperature must be close to zero, Sang He is really not hypocritical. 】

[Is this not nonsense? When Sang He was still filming, it was common to film scenes in the water in winter. 】

[Speaking of filming, Sang He hasn't had a film and television work for a long time, when will he go filming again. 】

During the barrage discussion, the water was boiled quickly. Sang He poured the water into the basin prepared by the program group, and then mixed a little cold water. After carefully adjusting the water temperature, he put the basin into a pair of Mianmian The location is just right.

After everything was done, Sang He stretched out his hand and called Mian Mian over: "It's time to wash."

Mianmian looked like a kindergarten kid, she ran over holding the tooth cup when she heard this, and obediently began to wash herself.

Sang He just sat quietly by the bed, looking at Mian Mian with happiness and satisfaction on his face.

At this moment, her mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

Glancing at the caller, the smile on Sang He's face suddenly faded.

It was the director of the scientific research institute who called. Because she had a short call, she directly added a note.

After pressing the answer button, Sang He put the phone to his ear and turned off his microphone at the same time.

This move caused the barrage to become curious.

[Who is this calling? Sang He has shut down the wheat. 】

[Is there anything our honorable VIP can't listen to? 】

【Could it be her husband calling? The couple are sweet and don't want us to hear it. 】

[If this is the case, I would like to hear it even more, who doesn't love sweets? 】

"Hello, this is Luo Wenmo's wife, Sang He?" The director on the other end of the phone still confirmed Sang He's identity.

Sang He nodded lightly, and thought that the director would not be able to see him, so he said softly "Hmm" again: "What can you do?"

The director of the scientific research institute called personally, it must be about Luo Wenmo.

Thinking of this, Sang He slowly frowned.

"You're a smart person, so I won't beat around the bush," the director laughed a few times on the other end of the phone, and then cut to the point, "That's right, Wen Mo submitted his resignation letter to me two days ago."

resignation?

Rao Sang He, who has always been calm, couldn't help being shocked when he heard this sentence.

Scientific research is Luo Wenmo's lifelong dream. He can give up everything, how could he quit?

The director continued on the other end: "You also know that Wen Mo is a very scarce talent. There happened to be a project here that needed him very much, so I called here to ask what happened and what questions do you have?" Come out, the Academy of Sciences will definitely try its best to solve it.”

Sang He was silent for a moment before saying truthfully: "I don't know."

Luo Wenmo never told her that he was going to quit the scientific research institute.

(End of this chapter)