Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

　　Qin Qing nodded and handed the deep-fried ham sausage he took a bite to in front of He Jiong.

　　Peng Peng glanced at the ham sausage as if nothing had happened, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

　　"Uncle doesn't like to eat this, Xiaoqing eats it by himself. Stay here with brother Peng Peng, uncle is going to work."

　　"Brother Peng Peng, here's one for you."

　　After He Jiong left, Qin Qing handed the remaining ham sausage to Peng Peng.

　　"Cough, cough, brother don't eat!"

　　When Peng Peng said this, his eyes drifted across the window from time to time.

Chapter 24 The story of Qin Si-year-old and Peng San-year-old!

"Brother Peng Peng."

　　Qin Qing's milky shout made Peng Peng stunned for a moment. When he looked back, he saw Qin Qing squatting on the ground, looking at him mysteriously.

　　"what?"

　　Peng Peng leaned down and lowered his voice cooperatively.

　　"Brother Pengpeng, you eat, Uncle Huang and the others can't see it."

　　Qin Qing handed the remaining ham sausage to Peng Peng and smiled innocently.

　　Peng Peng was stunned, he was moved by a four-year-old kid over and over again.

　　"Xiaoqing, if my brother doesn't eat it, you eat it."

　　For the first time, Peng Peng resisted YouHuo of gourmet food.

　　"Xiaoqing can't eat it." Qin Qing said pitifully with a bitter face.

　　"Really?" Peng Peng's eyes lit up.

　　"Well, Xiaoqing really can't eat it." Qin Qing nodded with certainty.

　　"Well, that can't be wasted."

　　Peng Peng took the ham and stuffed it into the zui in two mouthfuls.

　　Then I wiped my zui with a guilty conscience, and when I did it, my eyes were rolling.

　　"Peng Peng, what are you eating?"

　　The sudden voice made Peng Peng's whole body shudder with fright.

　　Peng Peng chewed a few times quickly and swallowed it violently.

　　A ham sausage, at least half a catty, rolled Peng Peng's eyes.

　　"Cough, cough, cough!"

　　Peng Peng picked up the yogurt on the table and took two sips, which was barely smooth.

　　"Cough, Mr. He, eat radishes. Eat more radishes to pad your stomach, and you will be able to eat less rice and lose weight in a while." Peng Peng said with a blushing face.

　　"Oh my god, baby, why are you so cute, mom loves you to death!"

　　"Mr. He, I am reporting with my real name that Peng Peng lied to Xiaoqing's ham to eat!"

　　"Hahaha, the story of Peng's three-year-old and Qin's four-year-old!"

　　"Peng Peng, we are idol stars after all, can we take it easy?"

　　"Peng Peng: What is a star? Can you eat it?"

　　"Haha, true!"

　　......

　　"|Yo, yes. It seems that you are very determined to lose weight this time?" Teacher He is relatively naive and has no doubts.

　　An hour later, the table in the pergola was covered with dishes large and small.

　　"Well, let's just make do with it at noon! The beef is salted, and I'll fry the steak for us at night." Huang Lei said with a smile.

　　"Ao yo, look at comrades, how good our life is. Let's make do with it, authentic old Beijing fried noodles."

　　"This cow, the yellow-flowered cow, a specialty of western Hunan, was raised in the mountains, and grew up eating herbs and drinking mountain spring water!"

　　"And this shrimp paste, which is made by an old grandmother, all shrimps that grew up in mountain spring water. I tasted it, it's called fresh!"

　　"And these vegetables are all natural and pollution-free. We pick them right from the farmer's uncle!"

　　"Let's make it, ahem, there are instant noodles and bread over there, hey, what about you guys! Where did you get a beggar?"

　　When He Jiong was speaking, the camera moved to the program group in coordination.

　　I saw Lao Huang and several men and women squatting on the ground, holding instant noodle boxes in their hands, staring at the dishes on the table.

　　"Director Huang? Let's have some Xiangxi specialties, yellow ox and beef rouding?"

　　He Jiong dug out half a spoonful of ox rouding and came to the show team and asked with a smirk.

　　"Gudu!"

　　"No money!"

　　After Lao Huang finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and turned his body to one side.

　　"Hey, then you have no luck!"

　　"I'll give our little baby a bowl first, let's eat whatever you want!"

　　When He Jiong was making noodles for Qin Qing, he carefully cut the noodles into small pieces.

　　Half a bowl of noodles, half a bowl of diced beef, not even a little vegetable.

　　"Baby, let's eat more rourou to grow taller! You eat more, it's not enough to tell Uncle He."

　　He Jiong put the bowl in front of Qin Qing, and took out a small scarf from his pocket and wrapped it around Qin Qing.

　　"Gudu!"

　　A sudden sound caught He Jiong's attention.

　　When he turned around, he saw that both Peng Peng and Cheng Yuqi were holding bowls and looked at him eagerly.

　　"Peng Peng, you have to eat less, or else your fans should leave me a message again, blaming me and Teacher Huang for raising you round."

　　"Qiqi, did you tell me yesterday that you want to keep in shape and lose weight?"

　　Teacher He pretended to teach a serious lesson.

　　"Hey, do you have the strength to lose weight when you're full? Peng Peng, right?" Cheng Yuqi smiled cutely.

　　"That's right." Peng Peng stared straight at La Rou and nodded stupidly.

　　"Brother, when you say this, can you take a look at your belly first? This is about to catch up with Father Huang!" Zhang Zifeng complained mercilessly.

　　"Hey, I said girl, can we take care of other people's feelings when we talk?" Huang Lei couldn't help but refute.

　　"Hehe, Dad Huang is a blessing, my brother is really fat!" Zhang Zifeng smiled.

　　"Yo, yes. I'm a silly girl, my brain is so good, and it's sweeter. Sure enough, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. You can stay with Xiaoqing more in the future."

　　......

　　"It's delicious, I feel like I can eat a little more." Cheng Yuqi said a little embarrassedly after finishing the bowl of rice.

Chapter 25 Only when you are full can you have the strength to lose weight!

"Eat, eat, there's more noodles." Mr. Huang said with relief, turning to look at Qin Qing, the little guy waving a small fork, almost eating a whole bowl of noodles with beef roux.

　　"Xiaoqing is really amazing, is it enough? Uncle Huang, would you like to add some cucumbers to you?" Huang Lei asked with a rare tenderness.

　　"Okay!" Qin Qing had no notion of being polite at all.

　　"Little baby is amazing, is the food cooked by Uncle Huang delicious?"

　　He Jiong stared at Qin Qing with the expression of an old mother, while adding various vegetables to Qin Qing's bowl swiftly and stirring it evenly.

　　"En, it's delicious. This is the best noodle Xiaoqing has ever eaten!" Qin Qing stared at her big black eyes and said it very seriously.

　　What Qin Qing said was the truth.

　　After living for so long, he just ate ordinary people's food for a while when Grandpa Huang, Xiaohua and the others were there.

　　At that time, the food was not very varied, and most of the children were rough and light meals.

　　In the past few years since he woke up, he has been living a life of drinking blood on the mountain.

　　Huang Lei and the others naturally didn't know about this.

　　"Hahaha, Xiaoqing, this little girl, cheating death is not paying for your life!" Huang Lei said so, but he smiled happily.

　　Just as everyone was talking, Cheng Yuqi had already eaten a bowl, and secretly added another bowl.

　　"Oh, so full!"

　　It wasn't until the second bowl was eaten that Cheng Yuqi stopped, licked her lips, and touched her stomach, with a look of enjoyment on her face.

　　Teacher He glanced at Cheng Yuqi in surprise, then looked at the pot.

　　"There is still a little bit, eat it all, don't waste it." Teacher He said with a bit of laughter.

　　"It's Ao, it's shameful to waste." Cheng Yuqi said solemnly.

　　"Yuqi, don't eat if you can't eat it, don't force it." Teacher He was a little worried.

　　"Don't force it, hehe."

　　"Jealousy makes me ugly! I envy those who can't grow long by eating alone!"

　　"My God! My Qi is comparable to what Peng Peng has!"

　　"Goddess Qiqi has completely released herself?"

　　......

　　The barrage was in full swing in the live broadcast room, and the food in the mushroom house was in full swing.