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

When she saw Zhang Zifeng, Peng Peng's resentful wife's face suddenly brightened a lot, and she ran to Zhang Zifeng with a look of flattery.

"Brother, are you my brother, please, this... fat uncle see clearly, this is my brother!"

Zhang Zifeng took out his mobile phone and directly showed the previous artistic photo of Peng Peng.

"I feel sorry for Peng Peng, I am heartbroken!"

"Haha, my sister is right!"

"How much hatred and resentment this is, such cruel methods can be used!"

"I feel that Peng Peng is going to run away from home, and Huang's father and sister are bullying him,"

"Peng Peng don't cry! Stand up and slap!"

"My God! Peng Peng, can you grit your teeth and lose some weight? As your mother's fan, I feel so tired!"

"Peng Peng: It's impossible to lose weight, it's impossible to lose weight in this life! Teacher Huang's food is delicious, and he speaks nicely. I really like the life of eating and waiting here."

...Peng Peng's face sank suddenly, he almost didn't hold back, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

The biggest and most hearty breakfast menu the show has ever had.

The staple food is fried chicken mushroom, thin rice.

Non-staple food Telunsu pure milk.

Dessert Telunsu old yogurt.

Fruits: more than a dozen kinds of wild thorn plums, wild chicken feet, wild mulberries, etc.

This is the human menu.

Xiao Hei's menu is much simpler.

Two toffees, two bananas, two apples per mandrill.

The breakfast of Xiaohe pots and pans is still the same dog food.

All the members of the mushroom house ate it with relish, except...Da Mao.

After grabbing a mouthful of dog food like a robber, and feeling unpalatable, it turned its attention to Lantern.

But looking back, with Qin Qing around, Da Mao didn't have the courage to attack directly.

"Mr. Huang, we haven't eaten yet. Let's borrow the gas stove and pot."

Although Lao Huang said so, he didn't mean to ask Huang Lei's consent at all, and the young man with the two program groups carried the gas and the pot to the corner of the mushroom house.

"Okay, now it's directly changed to rob.

Friends who are watching the live broadcast, you should know what kind of environment we live in."

"This is a group of bandits, that..., come on, give me a shot.

That... Fatty Huang is... bandit chief, a mountain eagle."

Huang Lei held the chopsticks and pointed at it with a smirk.

As soon as the camera turned, I saw that the program group, who had always been quite aloof, was surrounded by a pot like a small child, except for the cameraman.

Lao Huang is the most exaggerated, always gentle and gentle, Lao Huang directly rolled up his sleeves, hung his sunglasses on his neckline, and was frying chicken with concentration.

"I'm full, Mom, this is our best breakfast for three seasons and dozens of episodes."

He Jiong patted his stomach and said contentedly.

"Indeed, Mi Xi and An Muxi taste good and high, but if you don't eat something with oil and salt in the morning, I always feel that something is missing."

"Then what, the two gold masters, it's not to demolish the platform.

For those office workers who are too lazy to cook or have no time to make breakfast, a can of rice water and a bottle of Anmuxi in the morning will definitely be enough nutrition."

Huang Lei explained with a wicked smile.

"Hahaha, Lao Huang wants to hit someone."

He Jiong deliberately laughed loudly, with a feeling of: watching the fun and not afraid of big things.

"Uncle Huang eats so good, he won't hit people."

Qin Qing said frankly.

"You little guy, on which side are you specifically tearing down your father He and Uncle Huang's stage?"

Huang Lei glared at Qin Qing pretending to be angry.

"In a while... I'm going to catch fish, by the way, I'll catch some crayfish back, let's make some spicy crayfish, fry some chicken mushrooms, and make morel soup with ribs.

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Let's have another cola beer, it's a good time to have a good time...!!!."

He Jiong smiled with a longing look on his face.

"I also plan to whole wild boar. There is a lot of wild boar left. I feel that I might not be able to eat it this season."

Huang Lei said with some headache.

"There's still a lot of wild crucian carp caught by Daniel, right, and the pork ribs that I bought earlier.

It's a headache, there's so much delicious food."

"Hahaha, Lao Huang, don't look at us like that, it's all our hard work, okay Mom, before the show was tight, and if you want to eat meat, you have to tighten your belt, this season is full of meat. Can't eat."

The more He Jiong spoke, the happier he became, and in the end he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"It's the truth! The self-sufficient rural life that was promised has turned into a food show."

"My mom, I'm sore and happy with this show right now.

I've had enough of show food all day long."

"In order to watch the show, my snack expenses have increased a lot recently.

At the beginning of each show, I find that the snacks in storage are still too low."

"Vulgar, I watch the show for Xiaoqing's good looks."

"Bah! Xiaoqing is mine!"

"Don't quarrel, fight! When you both lose, no one will rob Xiaoqing from me."

"Momo takes Teacher He away, if you beat you, leave me alone."

"..." What Teacher He said is the truth.

I feel like we have to change our name, the restaurant we yearn for, the farmhouse meal we yearn for..."

The more Huang Lei thought about it, the more interesting it became, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Pengpeng, Maimai, Zifeng, Qiqi, Dulin, the matter of catching fish and shrimps is left to you."

"When Jon and Piglet leave, you won't go. It's troublesome to get your clothes dirty."

He Jun began to exercise the power of housekeeper.

"I have to leave soon, the plane at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, to attend a publicity event in the capital.

Woo!

I don't want to go, I don't want to."

Cheng Jon said reluctantly.

"Jon, you have to make it clear. You are reluctant to give up. I am a man with a wife."

When Huang Lei spoke, he glanced at He Jiong intentionally or unintentionally.

"I can't bear it, can't bear the food you cook, Mr. Huang, can't bear it, can I bear it, little cutie, Xiaoqing?"

Cheng Qiao En glared at Huang Lei, although his voice was loud, he could still hear a trace of lack of confidence.

"Okay, okay, I'm just asking, why do you react so much?"

Huang Lei smiled and nodded.

"Master Xiaoqing, when I deal with the announcement, I will come back to serve you."

The little pig said seriously.

"Okay, okay, don't come back.

Xiaoqinglun has you to serve you, look at this nanny's plastic surgery, which one is not as good-looking as you or not as young as you, so don't come here and waste our food."

Huang Lei quickly waved his hand and said with a look of disgust.

"Mr. Huang, I know you hate me.

Don't worry, I'll be back."

Xiaozhu didn't care what Huang Lei said, anyway... he was used to it.

"Okay, you're narcissistic.

Anyway... if you come again, take care of the food yourself."

"Then what, Jon is leaving, Jiongjung, hurry up and send it off."

Huang Lei winked at He Jiong.

"Mr. Huang, let me deliver it. Sister Jon's box is heavier."

Geng Zhi Peng volunteered to raise his hand.

"You mean that you are very strong, right? Go chopping wood. If you don't finish chopping that pile of wood, you won't have any food to eat today."

, Xiaoyu really struggled.

Although there are four shifts a day, I have almost [-] words in each shift, which is [-] words a day.

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