Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　Hearing someone calling him, Wu Shaobai smiled and said hello.

　　"Ah! It's really you~... How did you come to Miyun?"

　　One of the girls was full of surprises.

　　And another girl asked excitedly with a mobile phone:

　　"Can I take pictures?"

　　"can."

　　Tong Liya nodded with a smile and heard Wu Shaobai say:

　　"Come here to shoot the show, don't you have breakfast? Come and have a bite. How about you?"

　　"We are Miyun natives... Wow, Mr. Wu, you look more handsome than you look on TV!"

　　Hearing the words of the two girls, Wu Shaobai immediately felt...

　　These two girls are good people.

　　Glancing at my daughter-in-law...

　　"..."

　　Tong Liya understood her husband's eyes.

　　"Have you seen it? I, who you despised, are a treasure in the eyes of others~"

　　Men really hold grudges~ faint.

Chapter 1506

　　Mr. Wu finally recovered his face in front of the two passerby girls.

　　This breakfast is really comforting.

　　After eating, the two began to hang out in Miyun.

　　I feel the rhythm of life that clearly belongs to Yanjing, but is completely different.

　　After waiting until almost ten o'clock, the two arrived at the destination agreed with the program team, and then saw a car waiting there.

　　Seeing the two of them coming, the driver and the filming team were very polite. After bringing a microphone to the two, they got into the car.

　　The car left the county seat and began to enter the mountain.

　　Sitting in the business car, Tong Liya looked outside from time to time and said to Wu Shaobai:

　　"I feel that the temperature here is five or six degrees lower than that of Yanjing."

　　"It's almost morning and night... alas."

　　"?"

　　Seeing her husband sigh, Tong Liya asked in confusion:

　　"what's wrong?"

　　"Remember the past."

　　"before?"

　　"Ah."

　　Looking at the scenery outside the window, Wu Shaobai's eyes filled with memories:

　　"I don't know you yet, maybe in 06."

　　"what's wrong?"

　　"Master often brings me here to fish."

　　"Uh...reservoir?"

　　 "Correct."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Do you know how much the minimum wage was paid when Master was in the Railway Art Troupe?"

　　"How many?"

　　"A month, a dollar and two."

　　"what?"

　　Now let alone Tong Liya, even the driver and the choreographer sitting on the co-pilot were stunned.

　　He subconsciously pricked up his ears.

　　Wu Shaobai smiled:

　　"This is what Master said by himself. In the [-]s, the cross talk industry was in a downturn. When Master was in the art troupe, he lived by the Kaoliang River. He worked two shifts a week, half a day at a time. Then every day in his free time. Let's go fishing. Let's deduct one month's salary, just give one or two..."

　　"And what about this? I thought Mr. Guo's cross talk jokes were all fake."

　　"So, art comes from life."

　　Looking at the scenery outside the window, Wu Shaobai continued:

　　"When I visited my teacher, Master taught me basic skills, and then didn't our family get up early? Master started to take me fishing. Just driving that Santana, do you have an impression?"

　　"Of course there is. That door is leaking, and it's cold in winter."

　　"That's right, that's the car. Seeing that I get up early every day, and that Shi Niang hasn't given birth to a lamb yet, so the master can make Shi Niang walk a few steps every day and breathe fresh air, so he will take about five or six times a day. At noon, we will get up, carry the fishing rods, and take my wife with us. We will go all the way from Qijia Huozi to Miyun Reservoir, and we will go fishing. I will walk with the teacher and practice the exercises. Then every day, Master, you can catch one. Two fish. At that time Miyun Reservoir said that fishing was prohibited, but in fact, the control was not too strict. The fish inside were big and fat. I took the two fish home and stewed them at noon, tsk tsk tsk...that taste...but very nice."

　　"So I always feel a fishy smell in the trunk of that car. Is that where it came from?"

　　"Ah."

　　"That's when your love for fish started?"

　　"Almost, it's not like you don't know about our grilled fish, it's mostly soup. I don't remember that I have eaten the braised fish at home since I was a child, let alone fried it. The braised fish, I didn't even drank my tears... What kind of thing is this, it's so delicious..."

　　"Hahaha~"

　　Everyone in the car laughed.

　　At this time, the editor handed over the phone:

　　"Mr. Wu, it's time to call the mushroom house. You two are guests and can order the menu."

　　"Really?"

　　Wu Shaobai's eyes lit up, and after answering the phone, he directly gave it to his daughter-in-law:

　　"You come and fight and tease Mr. Huang."

　　"Okay, what do you eat?"

　　"They've all come to Miyun. It must be stewed live fish. Teacher Huang also has a good hand at cooking fish~"

　　"Row."

　　Tong Liya nodded and dialed the number on the phone.

　　"Dududu~ Hey, hello, Mushroom House."