The First Superstar of Longing for Life

Mr. He's life experience is not enough, so he can only be a primary school student, but he doesn't forget to nod his head in agreement: "I think what Xiaohang said makes sense!"

"Let's do it! Let's build a soil stove directly, just like the one in our house!" Su Hang pointed to the inside, and immediately let Teacher He's eyes light up:

"That's right! Why do we have to work so hard to set up a stove? Isn't there a stove inside?"

Huang Lei looked at Teacher He with a speechless expression: "Mr. He, the stove inside is connected to our Tukang. As soon as it burns, the Tukang will become very hot. This is only used by the villagers during winter. of!"

"Look at the summer now, if we use that stove, how can we sleep at night? The three old men, who had strong firepower, fell asleep on the burnt kang, so hot, I can't think of anything. It's hard!"

Huang Lei hugged his arms: "I'm fine, even if Su Hang wants to use force, I can fight back, but you can hang on!"

"Go away! How can our pure relationship become so vulgar in your mouth!" Teacher He rolled his eyes, then turned to look at Su Hang:

"Xiao Hang, what do you say, move now!" I don't know if I was frightened by Huang Lei's words, or what, Mr. He rolled up his arms and sleeves, and he was going to have a big fight.

This scene caused a commotion in the live broadcast room:

"Humph! Some people just said that my little brother is lazy, now I'm slapped in the face!"

"That's right, little brother is really talented, he knows everything!"

"I'm going to sleep on the heated kang with my little brother. If something comes at me, I'm not afraid of the heat! No way, I feel like I'm burning with heat now!"

"Upstairs, I have to remind you that the little brother is mine, and you are not allowed to make up your mind!"

"Solemnly explain: Su Hang is my fiance!"

"Don't make trouble, my husband won't take a fancy to you coquettish bitches!"

The live broadcast room is lively, and the mushroom house has set off a craze for making soil stoves. Mixed with mud, soil and water, plus wheat straw, the main players of Suhang have changed their T-shirts and directly Change into shorts and a cross-beam vest.

"My God! My eyes! Why is my little brother in such a good shape!"

"Wow! Handsome people are so stylish in hoeing mud!"

"Wow! His biceps are so powerful!"

"Wow! His back muscles are so strong!"

"Can't you take off a few more pieces, little brother? I can't get enough of it!"

And Dili Reba, who was pulling the suitcase, was also stunned at the moment.

Ps: Brothers, please collect, ask for flowers, can you have a wave of flowers!

Chapter 7 I'm still a child [For collection]

It is indeed a challenge to the imagination. Before he came, Di Lieba imagined thousands of pastoral pictures, but he didn't expect to see three men playing in the mud after coming here!

The BGM of the Indian Divine Comedy "I'm Playing in the Mud in the Northeast" seemed to sound in my ears, especially seeing that the three men had entered a state of joy, and even ignored their appearance.

Dili Reba, who was carrying a suitcase, just stood not far away, scratching his head, with big innocent eyes, completely ignorant of the situation.

The fans in the live broadcast room are already laughing. If you add special effects to the camera, Dili Reba will first have a black line, and then a small wind will blow gently, rolling up the leaves, preferably there should be two The crow quacked.

"I didn't expect that the first guest of Mushroom House was Di Lieba, haha, this is my dish!"

"My heart is about to melt, I like Reba so much!"

"Reba is so pitiful, no one greets her!"

"Three straight men are more interested in mud than Reba!"

"Haha, my little brother is so self-willed, it's called looking at beauty like a cloud of smoke!"

"Mmmm, if I could go to the mushroom house, my little brother would definitely not treat me like this!"

To be honest, Mr. Huang, Mr. He, and Suhang are indeed playing with mud, but this work is very important for building the stove in a while.

"Why add this wheat straw?" Teacher He has become a primary school student.

"The loess is mixed with wheat straw, and then mixed with water according to a certain proportion, and it can become wheat straw mud. This mud is very sticky, and the wheat straw is responsible for the implication in it, which acts as a ligament, and it is easy to form!"

The reason why Su Hang knows so much, it must be the role of the stove king hat. As the god of the kitchen, the stove king, if he can't even handle a stove, it is really a waste, so now Su Hang is right.

"Xiao Hang is right! Hey, I didn't realize that this kid knows a lot, I admire it!" Huang Lei and Su Hang are responsible for constantly using their feet and mud in the pit. Lots of wheat straw.

Teacher He is responsible for constantly adding raw materials, such as loess, wheat straw and water.

"Mr. Huang, please stop holding me, if I am proud, I will be afraid of myself!" Su Hang said:

"I'm not flattering you, it's a fact. If you don't believe me, ask Mr. He, are you so amicable?" He Jiong, who was asked by Huang Lei, shook his head very honestly: "I really don't understand this! Actually, I don't I know what you are doing now!"

"Now? In fact, it's like cooking and making noodles. Gradually add water. If it's too dry, you won't be able to knead it, and if it's too wet, it will stick to your hands!"

"Yo! Xiaohang, you are an expert!"

When Mr. Huang heard what Su Hang said, he immediately seemed to have found a fellow man. As a well-known chef in the industry, Huang Xiaochu has always been proud of his good cooking skills. He immediately commented on Su Hang's words.

"If you want me to tell you, this kneading noodle also has a big meaning in life, just like this mud is a man, this water is a woman, give you a handful of mud, how to adjust it depends on the amount of water, the amount of water and the thin mud , it is difficult to form without water!"

Chapter 7 I'm still a child (page 1/2),

"If you want me to tell you, this kneading noodle also has a big meaning in life, just like this mud is a man, this water is a woman, give you a handful of mud, how to adjust it depends on the amount of water, the amount of water and the thin mud , it is difficult to form without water!"

Huang Lei really liberated his nature. Speaking of this, he raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice a bit: "Xiao Hang, do you like more water or less water?"

"Cough cough! That---Mr. Huang, I'm still a child!" Su Hang is really convinced by Huang Lei now, but he didn't expect to be such a teacher Huang, so yellow and violent.