Ye Mingxuan had reason to suspect that Mr. Huang just didn't want to cook before going out, and as soon as the scallion oil noodles were ready, Mr. Huang and Mr. He came back, and they were not polite when they came back, each with a big bowl of noodles, and the five of them sat in the gazebo and snorted.

Eating noodles and chatting about this kimchi, Mr. Huang doesn't look like a person who wants to open the valley at all, he eats more fragrant than anyone else, Ye Mingxuan put down a small bowl of scallion oil noodles, put down the dishes and chopsticks to make a pot of tea, leaned on the chair and drank deliciously.

"Well, not bad, Xiao Xuan, every time I eat your scallion oil noodles, I am curious, why is the taste of your fried green onion a little different from my fried scallion?"

Teacher Huang thinks that the scallion oil noodles are okay, but compared with Ye Mingxuan's cooking, there is a slight difference in taste, and Peng Peng will definitely not be able to eat it, but Mr. Huang himself found that it was abnormal as soon as he tasted it.

"This problem of heat, Lao Huang, you must be better at mastering the heat than Peng Peng, and I added spices when I fried the green onions, and the green onions that Mr. He prepared for you are all old green onions, spicy and fragrant, with a finer taste, you will definitely not be able to taste the same, and it is a little different together. ”

Ye Mingxuan put down the water glass, thought about it and said.

"So, let's just say, why is the taste so different?"

"Bald~um~ I feel the same, right? Mr. Huang is also delicious!"

Teacher He swallowed the noodles, which was a comfort and sincerity, and Teacher Huang said: "It's all the same, I've been eating your food for more than ten years, and I think you are better than Xiao Xuan!"

"Teacher He... You mean I don't make it delicious, do you?"

Ye Mingxuan lay down again, holding the pu fan that Teacher Huang often used and shaking.

"Does it count as crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?"

"It's all delicious, Dad Huang and my brother cook deliciously!"

Although Zhang Zifeng was hungry, she had a small appetite, a bowl of noodles plus biscuits and milk before, where could she eat a second bowl, and she picked up Ye Mingxuan and her own dishes and chopsticks to clean up.

"Hmm~mm~ Sister, put it down, I'll clean it up!"

Teacher He quickly finished pulling the noodles, and washed them at the faucet next to the gazebo with the tableware.

"Didn't you come back and hear us talking in the gazebo?"

"I'm asleep, I can't hear anything!"

"Brother, when will you finish recording the show?"

Zhang Zifeng propped his chin and blinked at Ye Mingxuan with big eyes.

"Around four o'clock in the morning, I rushed over directly after recording, I am also a member of our mushroom house, can I not say goodbye at the end?"

"How about it, can you hold it? No, I'll record it at night, and you'll go back to sleep for a while?"

Teacher Huang frowned, but there is nothing to do, the artist's working hours and rest are not for the artist to have the final say, everything is subject to the program, of course, those big little fresh meat are said separately.

"It's okay, it's no problem to make up for it in the morning, when I was in Hainan, Brother Jing and I didn't close our eyes for at most three days to learn survival skills in the wild. ”

"Bang Dang~"

The sound of the plate breaking attracted everyone's attention, and it turned out that Mr. He accidentally dropped the plate on the ground while washing the dishes and broke it to pieces.

"Be careful, don't hurt yourself!"

For a very small matter, Mr. Huang didn't pay much attention to it, and just about to say something to Ye Mingxuan, another plate was broken.

"This look is the rhythm of recording the last issue, I don't want any belongings!"

"Hey~ It's really, it's the last issue, and I can't wash the dishes. ”

Zhang Zifeng walked over to help, but was rejected by Teacher He.

"Don't move, I'm wearing gloves, don't strain my hands, I'm still on the bar with this pile of pots and pans today, I don't believe in washing and I don't understand!"

Teacher He was ruthless, he did this work in the mushroom house, if he couldn't do it well, it would be too embarrassing.

"Be careful, it's the last issue, isn't it worth it to hurt yourself at the end?"

"Bang dang~pop~"

"Hahaha~ No, no, no, it's old and useless, and the dishes can't be washed. ”

I don't know what's going on, wearing a glove, dipping some dish soap is too slippery, and breaking three dishes in a row, Teacher He is not insisting, let Zhang Zifeng wash the dishes and clean up the debris by himself.

"Hiss~"

"Huh~ Teacher He, you better rest!"

Ye Mingxuan couldn't stand it anymore, it was nothing to break the dishes, and he injured his hand, this is really... It's so embarrassing!

"How's it going?"

Mr. Huang turned his head to see that his gloves were torn and bleeding.

Peng Peng ran back to the house to get the medicine box, Ye Mingxuan used sterilized medical forceps to carefully clean up the debris in the wound, and put on a band-aid after the wound was disinfected.

After the busyness, the five people sat in the gazebo, everyone knew that it was over, and no one wanted to say anything.

Ye Mingxuan couldn't help but open his mouth first, but he didn't say goodbye.

"If you can let everyone have a superpower, what superpower do you want to have?"

Peng Peng thought for a moment and said, "Let me say it first, I wish I could fly, so that I could go wherever I wanted!"

"What about you?"

"If only I had a superpower that could cure all diseases, and it would be nice to be a doctor!"

Mr. He's personality is like this, like water, benefiting all things without fighting, very inclusive, and always caring for others and thinking about others.

Teacher Huang nodded approvingly: "Very great idea, you Teacher He, you have been helping others all your life, many young people have been to the base camp once, Teacher He remembered it, and helped them find notices to arrange the show, he has no purpose, his nature is like this." ”

"Sister, what about you? Haven't you always believed that there are superpowers in this world? Now there's another opportunity for you to have superpowers, what do you hope for?"

Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng have known each other for a long time, and they know her very well, Zhang Zifeng has said more than once that he believes in the existence of superpowers, but he has never seen it.

"I wish I could grow up soon!"

"What kind of superpower is this? My sister's thoughts are really different from ours, we both want to be young forever, and my sister wants to grow up. ”

Teacher Huang smiled, and looked at Zhang Zifeng's eyes full of love.

"Actually, it's nothing, didn't we have the same idea when we were children? I always hope that time flies a little faster and faster, and I can become an adult when I wake up every day, no homework, no school, do whatever I want!"

"In fact, it's just the opposite, hahaha~ When you grow up, you are not free, the elderly and children of working families are reminded to work hard all the time. ”

Teacher Huang sighed, when he was a child, he always wanted to grow up, but when he was his age, he wanted to go back to his childhood, carefree, go to school, write homework and watch cartoons, no need to think about work, no need to think about anything else.

"Where's Xiao Xuan?"

"I, I hope that my family will be healthy and happy, grow up happily, Zifeng will have a bumper harvest in her studies and career, and my teacher will live more and more beautifully. ”

Ye Mingxuan drank after speaking.

Teacher Huang stared at Ye Mingxuan full of hope, and couldn't wait for Ye Mingxuan to continue for a long time, so he asked disappointedly, "What about me?"

"Yes, isn't there me and Teacher Huang?"

"What's wrong with you and Lao Huang? Why are your eyes so big? What's the matter? Sand in your eyes?"

Ye Mingxuan leaned over to Teacher He and said with concern: "I'll blow it to you!"

"Go, go, bear child. ”

"I hope that Mr. He and Mr. Huang will always be eighteen years old!"

"That's pretty much it!"

Finally hearing Ye Mingxuan's blessing, Teacher He shook his hair arrogantly, everyone said, only Teacher Huang was left, Teacher He asked curiously, "What about you?"

"I hope I can turn back the clock and bring my parents back to when they were younger!"

They were all sighing at the touching of Mr. Huang's superpowers, but only Ye Mingxuan's leisurely words destroyed the original atmosphere.

"Lao Huang, do you want the old man to live a hard life, or do you think it is necessary to be a bear child?"

"I think you're a bear child, and your skin is itchy, aren't you?

Teacher Huang was angry, this kid was so annoying, and the good atmosphere was ruined for him.

"Okay, okay, read the letter. ”

Mr. He took the letters from the staff, all of them were screened, more than 100 letters, and they didn't need to be read all of them, just read them out if they were interesting.

"So many letters?"

"This is just part of it, audience friends, our show has limited time, so I won't read them one by one, I'm sorry!"

The five of them began to open the envelope and read it intently, and most of the letters from the audience were praise and blessings, as well as some suggestions.

"This one is very interesting, I'll miss it for everyone!"

Mr. Huang was holding a pink letter, which was written by a girl at first glance, and the contents of the envelope made Mr. Huang a little unbearable, and wanted to share it with everyone.

Watching the show, Mr. Huang doesn't seem to like to pick himself up, and every day he gets up, he has a chicken nest on his head. Heh~ a chicken nest!"

"Hahaha, no, Mr. Huang has to get up early to cook, so~"

"Cooking is not a reason not to comb your hair!"

Teacher He just wanted to defend Teacher Huang for two sentences, but before he finished speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Ye Mingxuan.

"It's all letters, so didn't you send something cheap?"

"What the hell, you want the audience to send you a string of garlic?"

Teacher Huang was not to be outdone, the two of them came and went back and forth, and Teacher He watched from the sidelines.

"There is one for my brother. ”

Zhang Zifeng took a letter, dragged Ye Mingxuan's clothes, and read: "The first time I met Brother Xuan was on the news, I only felt excited when I saw Brother Xuan protecting the people and defeating the Dongying warriors, and then I learned about it at the music exchange meeting, an erhu, a piano, a suona, killing the Quartet, full of applause, let me have an interest in folk music for the first time in my life, it turns out that the erhu can also be passionate, and the original suona can also be amazing, come on Brother Xuan, I have always loved your corn cob!"

"Write a letter and I'm going to collect it!"

Ye Mingxuan took it happily and put it in his pocket, which was also the first letter he received from fans, and he left it as a souvenir.

"I have a letter here addressed to your Teacher He. ”

"What is written? I'll look at it, I'll see it!"

Ye Mingxuan leaned over, curious about how the audience would write about Teacher He.

"For you, for you, for everyone. ”

Teacher Huang handed the letter to Ye Mingxuan.

"Teacher He, this show really let everyone see a different you, no longer the teacher who hosts Max, but has become a little white who can't do anything under the sun. Haha, exposed, right?"

Reading this, Teacher He's eyes widened, Xiao Xuan was complimented everywhere, how could it become a joke when he came here? Staring at Ye Mingxuan, he asked fiercely, "Who washed the bowls, who swept the floor, who wiped the table?"

"Yes, you washed the dishes, washed five bowls and three dishes, and broke three. ”

As Ye Mingxuan complained mercilessly, Teacher He couldn't hold on any longer, and laughed. Ye Mingxuan continued: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's written." But you're not idle, you're busy. This wordless was added later. ”

Ye Mingxuan put the letter in front of the camera, this is interesting, if you are not idle, there are no words, so isn't it idle?

"Hahahaha~ It was really made up later. ”

"Hey, hey, hey~"

"Wash and wash up, tidy up the mushroom house carefully! They say that you are very much like your mother, like your grandmother. ”

"Like grandma? hey, hey, hey~"

Peng Peng couldn't help laughing, and Teacher Huang Zhang Zifeng also laughed.

"It's just like my mother, like my grandmother, where did I come from?"

Mr. He is holding a letter in his hand, he likes it very much, the bottom picture of the stationery is the mushroom house, and their family, this kind of stationery Mr. He likes it so much, this audience is attentive.

"Eh, why do they have this kind of letterhead?

"Printed it yourself!"

"There's a letter to my sister.,I'll read it to everyone.,I like Sister Zifeng.,First look at my sister.,It's not a particularly amazing kind of girl.,Look at my sister again.,Suddenly I feel that my sister is the kind of little sister next door.,Quiet, well-behaved and sensible.,At the same time, it's also my brother's fart.。 ”

Mr. Huang sneered here, and didn't know what he thought.

"My sister is always very silent when she's alone, she can't let go of herself, and she will only be much more lively when she follows Brother Xuan, although Brother Peng Peng is also very good, but she always bullies her sister. ”

Teacher Huang put away the letter and stared at Peng Peng, who was looking at Peng Peng's heart.

"The audience knows that you are bullying your sister. ”

"Teacher Huang, I really didn't bully my sister, my sister bullied me!"

Peng Peng's grievance, how dare he bully his sister, not to mention Teacher Huang, Brother Xuan will not let go of himself anywhere, his status in the mushroom house is not as good as Xiao H, I don't dare to think about it, I think about it too much and it is tears.

Zhang Zifeng didn't defend on the side, just looked at Peng Peng with a smile.

"There are also accusations against the director, look at it, I said my heart, Mr. Huang, we severely condemn the behavior of the program team not giving gas stoves. Xixi, did you hear the call of the masses, next season, we must prepare a gas stove for us, otherwise we won't record it, hahahaha~"

Of course, Mr. Huang is just talking about his own program, how can he say that if he doesn't record it, he won't record it?

There were a lot of letters, and the five of them kept seeing the afternoon, before the end, Ye Mingxuan kept his promise and helped several young choreographers to get married in the show, and after doing this, the show was officially over, and then stayed for the last night, and they will go back to their respective homes tomorrow.