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

Chapter 28

"Have you figured out what to perform?" Sang He looked sideways, his expression as cold as ever.

Mianmian clutched the corner of her clothes nervously, swallowed her saliva and said in a stuttering voice, "I, I don't know."

It would be nice for the children in the orphanage to live and have food to eat, but how can they be talented?

What's more... Mianmian glanced at the villagers sitting under the stage and the dark crowd of the program group, and became even more frightened.

[Is Mianmian stage fright? Sang He hurry up and encourage her! 】

【Come on Mianmian, you are the best! 】

Sang He thought for a while, stretched out her plain hand to take off the hat on her head, and borrowed the scarf around her neck from a staff member of the program group.

"Just go with the flow, don't feel pressured, just act whatever comes to mind." Sang He said, and handed the things in his hands to Mianmian.

A child's brain is very big, saying what she wants to do instead limits her.

Sure enough, when Mianmian saw the hat and scarf, her big round eyes suddenly lit up.

She knows what to do!

Mianmian put the hat on her head at an angle, and put the gauze around her body, then took a deep breath, imitating those models on TV, and started to walk the show.

Seeing this, the director team quickly composed music for Mian Mian.

Sang He looked at Mian Mian, who was shining brightly on the stage, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

[I didn't expect this little guy to have two brushes. 】

Hearing this, Mianmian became more motivated, and made several sets of different styles with gauze scarves.

The continuous performance ended soon, and the staff arranged for the villagers to vote.

In the end, Sanghe and Mianmian won No.2.

After the meal, the host re-entered the stage and said, "Mothers and babies, the first episode of "Travel with Mommy" is coming to an end, and the program team would like to invite guests from each group to share their thoughts. Let's start with...Xu Qing and Su Yan."

After saying that, Xu Qing and Su Yan looked at each other.

"I'm usually busy with work, so I seldom accompany Yanyan at home. It is because of this program that our mother and son spend so much time together. The recording of the first episode is about to end today. To be honest, I am a little bit reluctant. "Xu Qing's tone was gentle, and the eyes she looked at Su Yan were as gentle as water.

"Also, I want to tell Baby Yanyan that Mom loves you."

Because of this sentence, Su Yan's face turned slightly red, but he still met Xu Qing's eyes.

"I love my mother too," Su Yan smiled, then threw herself into her mother's arms and muttered in a low voice, "It's just that the show is over, and my mother has other work to do."

Xu Qing's nose soured, and she hugged Su Yan even tighter.

The atmosphere is warm and at the same time somewhat sad.

The other groups were also moved, which made everyone's emotions not very high.

The last group is Sanghe and Mianmian.

Just when everyone thought they would be like other groups, Sang He and Mian Mian were silent.

About a minute later, the host saw that no one was talking, and was about to speak out, when Mianmian's milky voice rang out: "Thank you, everyone, Mianmian is very happy here."

This place is different from the orphanage. There is a mother and a friend here. She is really happy.

【Mianmian is so sensible, she even knows how to break the embarrassment. 】

[Yeah, when I think about not seeing Mianmian for a long time, my heart hurts. 】

[Don't you think it's wrong for Mianmian to say this? What does it mean to be happy here? Didn't she have a bad life before? 】

[I agree with the upstairs, I always feel that this child is cautious, as if he is afraid of being chased away. 】

[Probably not, maybe I met new people here and had a good time. 】

There was a lot of discussion on the barrage.

Sang He said calmly: "I am also very happy."

Seeing that the two had nothing else to say, the host withdrew his gaze and announced that the first episode was officially over.

The host's voice fell, and the camera was turned off.

Everyone started to pack their luggage, but Sang He walked in front of Jian Xi at some point.

Jian Xi was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, the woman let out a cold voice, "Jian Xi, I hope there will be you in the next season."

Although Mianmian said that she accidentally dropped her hand, Sang He knew that Mianmian would not lie, and there was only one reason.

Mianmian thinks that one thing more is worse than one thing less, but she, Sang He, always has her teeth ready to report.

Jian Xi was covered in cold sweat by Sang He's words.

At this moment, Mian Mian not far away whispered, "Mom, let's go back."

Nodding, just as Sang He walked to Mian Mian's side, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Sang He took it out and glanced at it, then frowned indistinctly.

It was Luo Wenmo's mother, Bai Wanchang.

Sang He was silent for a while, and finally pressed the answer button.

When the phone was connected, Bai Wanchang's serious voice came over, "Sang He, bring that child here tonight."

Sang He subconsciously glanced at Mian Mian.

Mian Mian blinked her eyes innocently.

"En." Sang He replied.

The person on the other side got the answer, so he didn't say anything more, and hung up the phone.

After putting the luggage at home, Sang He took Mian Mian to the old house.

Xiaotuanzi winked, feeling that Sang He was in a bad mood, so he shrank back on the chair and obediently didn't ask where he was going.

Half an hour later, the white Bentley stopped in front of the castle-like villa.

After Sang He rang the doorbell, he stood outside the door and waited.

The door was quickly opened, and Sang He walked in with Mian Mian.

"Mom." Sang He called out to the well-to-do rich woman on the sofa.

Bai Wanchang greeted Sang He to sit down.

The two exchanged a few words of pleasantries, Bai Wanchang frowned and glanced at Mianmian, then turned his attention to Sang He, "Is this child...is yours?"

"No." Sang He shook his head.

Hearing this, Bai Wanchang let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately, her expression turned serious again, "Sang He, I know you are dissatisfied with Wen Mo, but you two have not divorced after all, and you are still his wife and my daughter-in-law."

"do you understand?"

Sang He nodded slightly.

Although Bai Wanchang didn't say it directly, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Presumably, her mother-in-law also saw it on the Internet, and thought Mianmian was her and someone else's child, so she called her back, wanting to prove it.

These words are to tell myself not to mess around and keep myself safe.

The corner of Sang He's mouth curled into a mocking arc.

And Mian Mian sat next to Sang He very obediently, even breathing carefully.

She could feel that this beautiful grandma didn't like herself.

At this moment, the old man walked over with his hands behind his back.

"This is that doll, right?" The old man looked at Mianmian, and immediately beamed with joy, "It's much cuter than the one on the Internet, so come here and let the old man have a look."

Mianmian glanced at Sanghe first, and then walked up to the old man after getting permission.

The old man looked kindly, "How old are you?"

"Mianmian is four years old." Mianmian tilted her head and made a comparison with her short fingers.

The old man was amused by Mianmian's appearance.

The old and the young quickly got together.

Until it got dark, the old man still couldn't finish it, "Mianmian, I want to come and play with the old man more often in the future."

"Okay." Mianmian replied sweetly.

Sang He's expression was calm, but he was courteous. After saying goodbye to the old man and Bai Wanchang, he took Mian Mian back to Lijing Community.

As soon as he got home, Sang He sat on the sofa with a pained expression, cold sweat pouring out, and his plain hands tightly covering his chest.

She is ill again.

This time it was more serious than before.

Sang He's thoughts gradually drifted away, thinking of the previous time of giving birth.

(End of this chapter)