Tong Jizhou walked around the village, and finally came to Lao Song's house in a hurry, wanting to interview Song Ci without giving up.

The visitor is a guest, Mrs. Song is a particular person, and it is not easy to rush out, so she added an extra pair of chopsticks.

Tong Jizhou's face surged at the end of the day, he sat down with a hot face, and threw all kinds of good words out of his mouth without money, just trying to achieve the purpose of the interview by reaching out and not hitting the smiling face.

"Well, it's delicious! Oh my God, why is this fish so fragrant, so tender, so fresh! This thing should only exist in the sky, how many times can I smell it in the world!"

Tong Jizhou took a bite of fish, his whole face lit up, and he praised it without any regret.

This craftsmanship is really good, better than the hotels in the province!

"Auntie, your ancestors have been a royal chef, right?

Tong Jizhou gave a thumbs up and praised vigorously.

"If you come out to open a restaurant, how can anyone else do anything, you will have to be squeezed yellow!

Alas, after eating the food you cooked, what can I do in the future? I can't eat anything else!

Auntie, why don't you accept me as your godson? I'll live in your house, okay? Woo woo, save my son. ”

The table was full of people watching him perform, and they all forgot to eat.

Song Ci was also impressed by him.

This cheeky is growing so fast, and he's doing big things.

"Uncle, don't you still call grandma during the day?

Tong Jizhou's fake crying voice stopped, and his embarrassed expression flashed away.

The heart said, how can grandma have a mother? He just wants to set it up, if he sees through it and doesn't say it, why bother to debunk it?

"You can't stop eating with you. ”

Li Shengnan picked out the fish bones and fed the fish meat to the girl's mouth.

Song Ci bent his eyes and smiled at her, chewing and chewing with his little mouth, and he ate vigorously.

The topic diverged, and Song Chunan naturally asked:

"Reporter Tong, what are you going to write about my Song porcelain?"

Tong Jizhou suddenly came to his senses, took out a notebook full of records, and said with a smile on his eyebrows:

Making movies, digging wells, water detectors, emergency rescue and disaster relief, skipping grades to go to school, waiting for rabbits, and bringing one out of the house is a breaking point. 軒軒書

As soon as my report comes out, I guarantee that it will be popular! At that time, our porcelain treasure will be famous, and the next benefits will definitely be endless, so I don't need to elaborate on it, right?"

He twisted his fingers in a gesture, almost explicitly.

Song Chunan looked at his eyebrows-squeezing virtue, his face remained unchanged, but he had an idea in his heart.

He slapped the cucumber and squeaked and bite, swallowed it before saying:

"I know the truth of fame and fortune, but I also know what it means that the rafters that come out of the head rot first.

The task of children is to go to school, and they just need to study well.

Otherwise, they will be scolded for not doing their jobs properly, scolding parents for being irresponsible, only coaxing their children to make money, squeezing child labor, and being unworthy of being parents. ”

Song Ci glanced at her father in surprise.

Comrade Song Chunan has a vision. If this is put in the future, it will definitely be a good keyboard player on the Internet!

The Song family's faces became serious.

They are not like those who suck the blood of their children, and they don't carry this black cauldron.

Tong Jizhou obviously didn't expect them to react like this, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"You guys, will you think too much? Song Ci is such a good child, who can't envy those things he does, right?"

Song Chunan sandwiched another fried peanut rice to eat, and his tone was slow and steady.

"People are unpredictable, and envy is jealousy, and jealousy is terrible. ”

Song Ci nodded approvingly.

There is a popular word called envy, jealousy, hatred, but there is actually a bit of internal logic.

Envy begets jealousy, jealousy begets hatred, and when hatred begets revenge, sin breeds.

And how innocent are the victims? Just because they are better than the average person?

"I also don't agree to be in the newspapers. I just want to be an ordinary child and live a quiet and ordinary life. ”

Overexposure is not a good thing, not to mention whether it will attract criminals to covet it, and it is a terrible thing to lose privacy alone.

She has seen the crazy paranoia of the fan circle culture, and she doesn't want to be sought after, let alone be stepped on.

Celebrity idols are not good, and black fans with weak legal concepts may cause fatal consequences.

Why bother?