"It's time to eat. ”

Mapo tofu, yellow stewed chicken, vegetarian fried vegetables, four people sat around, and Xu Chunqiu made a total of three dishes. But when she brought the dishes one by one, the soup was red and bright, the taste was glutinous, the old way was mellow, oily but not greasy, and the dripping soup was poured on the smooth and tender meat, which captured all the senses at once.

Talking and laughing, I think that the snail girl, the chef Xiaofugui, and the little Chinese master, are probably nothing more than that.

It's so fragrant.

She completely forgot how she had squeezed Xu Chunqiu and Fu Nanxun with yin and yang before, a bite of meat was so delicious that her tongue had to bite it off together, and before she could completely swallow the things in her mouth, she took Xu Chunqiu's hand and said, "I didn't expect that today's children have so rich life experience, and they are so good at using the earthen stove." ”

Talking and laughing about a well-known artillery spirit, who didn't say that she was difficult to do when she saw her, but she let Xu Chunqiu take in a pack of wet wipes, a spark, and a meal, and subdued this notoriously difficult musician.

Talking and laughing without temper, it's like a powder keg going out, the second kick is damp, and the original script effect is greatly reduced, no, to be precise, it can't progress at all.

The envisaged conflict did not detonate, but Xu Chunqiu took three of the limits, and with the power of one person, he made himself the father of the other three, and he was able to fly directly.

Lunch was solved, Zhang Sen took the initiative to collect the dishes and chopsticks to wash, and the luggage of the conversation and laughter was finally found at the airport, and the assistant hurriedly took a taxi to send it over.

Xu Chunqiu saw that he was finally free, so he gently tapped Fu Nanxun's back and motioned for him to follow him out.

The two staff members who followed the shooting seemed to have a glance, and their eyes crackled silently in the air, and their hearts said, is it finally here, is the emotional line finally coming, and is there any material for the scandal?

Holding the camera, they followed Xu Chunqiu and Fu Nanxun to the woods, lonely men and widows, solitude, and small woods, these elements are patched together, and it is difficult for people not to have a little charming thoughts.

They didn't dare to follow too closely, leaving a considerable gap for them to get along.

However......

"In fact, there is also a special way to collect firewood, some firewood is easy to burn, and some are not so easy to burn. ”

Xu Chunqiu picked up half of the branch from the ground, broke it and handed it to him, and explained with a Taoist head, "Different varieties of trees contain different water and oil, for example, a chestnut tree with very hard wood, after a short time away from the fire, the charcoal will be extinguished, but the same woody and hard longan tree, leaving the fire, the charcoal can be completely burned to ashes." ”

As the saying goes, there are seven things to open the door every day, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, firewood is the first, in the life of the countryside, there is no firewood, there is no fireworks. Obviously, she is the youngest one, but on the contrary, she took care of everyone in all aspects, and carefully told Fu Nanxun how to collect firewood and what kind of branches to pick up to burn.

"Thank you so much. ”

Xu Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he said, "I really didn't distinguish it, it's all wood, where can I tell yours and mine." ”

Fu Nanxun smiled and looked at her opening her mouth and said nonsense, she was here to tell him what kind of firewood he could pick up and what he couldn't pick up, his eyes were very fine, how could he not tell who put the half of the wet branch into the bamboo basket, just to save face for him.

The staff was disappointed to find that the two of them ran into the grove alone, as if it was really just a simple science teaching, and gradually lost interest.

But fortunately, the whole process of Xu Chunqiu's subduing and talking and laughing is quite interesting, although it is not according to the path they originally designed, but it is also dense with laughter, and the effect will probably not be bad when it is broadcast, so they simply let them continue to play freely.

The main task on the first day was to make a fire and cook, Xu Chunqiu had already provided enough materials, and everyone climbed into bed early that night, and An An slept soundly.

......

Early the next morning, at half past five in the morning, Xu Chunqiu opened his eyes and got up.

The work pressure of "Full of Stars" is high, and all kinds of shooting schedules often make her breathless, and now that she has entered "Returning to the Garden", she is closer to the familiar environment than the metropolis and the slow-paced life, Xu Chunqiu is like a vacation, and the whole person is relaxed.

Xu Chunqiu is used to staying in the troupe, and her relaxation is not to sleep drunk until dawn, but to go out to hang her throat before dawn.

The sun rose late in the southwest, and the sun hadn't even come out when she ran out.

She was worried that she would disturb the others by shouting near the blue-brick house, so she ran farther away, and the countryside was vast and sparsely populated, and only the chickens in the courtyard were singing under the vast sky that had not yet been lit up.

Xu Chunqiu came together like this, but it was hard for the camera teacher who was responsible for following her.

The staff did not live with the artists who participated in the show, they lived alone in a separate compound.

"Wake up, don't sleep. ”

The staff member who was responsible for following Xu Chunqiu was kicked by the person next to her, and woke up in a daze, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and she took out her mobile phone from under the pillow with difficulty, squinting her eyes, "It's only half past five, it's early." ”

"The one you were in charge of shooting, she ran out!"

“？？？”

The staff member who was in charge of following Xu Chunqiu suddenly shook his head, and suddenly sobered up, "Where did she go?"

"It seems to be west, you hurry up. ”

She hurriedly put on her clothes, picked up the machine and chased it out, looked around for a while, and then found the target she wanted to follow.

Xu Chunqiu was practicing her voice, she took off her shoes and socks, Bai Shengsheng's feet stepped on the soft ridges, her hands were flat to keep her balance, her voice was high and low, clear and tactful, from low to high, and from high to low, with a clear and transparent texture, like an emerald green glazed tile, and like a moist jade, not like a popular pop singing, but with a simple taste.

The rustic wind, mixed with the smell of earth, blew her hair and blew the thin skirt of her clothes. She is very thin, just thin, but not the kind of dry and thin, but with the moist flesh of a girl, slender and beautiful, like a silhouette on one side, blending into this sky-high and wide landscape.

The staff raised their hands, their thumbs and index fingers formed a picture frame, and she saw Xu Chunqiu walking on the ridge with her arms flattened, walking, and a red sun in the distance emerged from the end of the horizon, outlining a thin line on the silhouette, and she involuntarily raised the machine and recorded this landscape painting like a work of art.