"Anchor, that's so polite!

"Idol, He Fan will always support you!"

"You're welcome! Anchor, this is home! The room looks so strange!"

"Yes, I really want to see my idol's room, is it okay?"

The fans in the live broadcast room really liked Ding He, and when they saw Ding He bowing, they all responded with a smile and a barrage.

Ding He looked at the barrage seriously, joked, and said to everyone: "Do you want to see the anchor's room?

"Don't be so cruel, mourn and I'll take a look, and give me a diamond!"

"Don't the anchors dare us to watch it? I can imagine it!

"Hee-hee...... The sisters downstairs keep in formation: look at the room, if you don't show it, take it off!"

"Understand, understand, a man, sloppy, it's acceptable!"

The fans in the live broadcast room took Ding He's words seriously, and they really thought that the anchor didn't dare to show it to everyone, so they kept ridiculing.

Ding He was just joking just now, stood up again, held up his mobile phone, and took a picture of his room. While taking pictures of the camera, Ding He introduced to everyone: "The room is a bit small, the house is more than 20 years old, and it was assigned by my father's factory!"

"The room in the anchor's house is a bit small! It's not as big as renting!"

"The room is a bit small, but it's very clean!

"The identification is complete! Single bed, a pillow! The anchor is a single dog, and he goes home alone for the New Year!"

"Hee-hee...... I saw it, the anchor is a bed sheet with broken flowers!"

The fans in the live broadcast room paid attention to very strangely, constantly facing Ding He, ridiculing with barrage, and swiping small gifts from time to time.

Ding He has long been used to it, and the fans ridiculed and said with a smile: "Okay, okay! I have also seen the flower sheets, and the single dog has also been identified, so let's enter the singing session!"

Ding He was like this, picking out the fans' barrage calls, and singing the relatively high songs one after another. Although the guitar is newly bought, it is quite easy to use, and the accompaniment effect is very good.

"Dang, dang, dang......" Ding He had just finished singing a song when the door of the room rang.

"Wait a minute!" Ding He said to the live broadcast room.

After finishing speaking, Ding He took off the headphones, pushed off the microphone, and said to the door: "Come in, the door is not locked!"

The mother opened the door and walked in, holding a thermos in her left hand and a teacup in her right hand. The body was a little dodgy, avoided the mobile phone, put the teacup on the table, and said to Ding He: "I didn't bother you, I watched the live broadcast just now, and I came after singing! It's been almost two hours, let's drink saliva! Put chrysanthemums and rock candy, it's good for your throat!"

"Thank you, Mom!" Ding He looked at his mother and said gratefully.

Ding He's mother didn't dare to come forward because she was afraid of the live broadcast, and said to Ding He: "Drink more water, drink it and rush it yourself!"

"Got it, Mom!" Ding He smiled and said to his mother, "Mom, do you want to say hello to everyone!"

"Forget it, forget it, I'm out!" When the mother heard this, she was startled, and quickly waved her hand and exited the room directly.

"The anchor's mother is so caring, she looks like her own mother!"

"Auntie, don't go! beg to expose the anchor, the mess when I was a child!"

"That's right, idols drink more water and protect their throats!

"Mom, don't go! What do you think of my daughter-in-law?"

The fans in the live broadcast room thought that they could see Ding He's mother, but Bai was happy, and they ridiculed the barrage one after another.

"Let's not be so enthusiastic, okay? Scare my mother away!" Ding He said, while picking up the teacup, taking two sips, then flushing the water, and continuing, "Okay, don't make trouble! Keep singing, what do you want to hear?"

kept singing, Ding He broadcast live until 11 o'clock, and then went off the air. When the broadcast was off, Ding He reminded everyone again, and said with a smile: "That's all for today's live broadcast, and there will be a live broadcast an hour in advance tomorrow! Everyone remember to come on time! There is also the anchor's New Year's gift, which is still being prepared, so stay tuned! See you tomorrow!"

After the broadcast, Ding He stretched his waist, stood up, carried a thermos and a teacup, and walked out of the room. I went to the living room, put down my things, and found my father watching TV and my mother not there.

"Dad, where is Mom?" Ding He sat down and asked his father.

The father raised his head and gestured, and Ding He found that his mother was in the kitchen. Ding He stood up, walked to the kitchen, and asked his mother, "Mom, what are you busy with?"

"Alright!" As soon as I walked to the kitchen door, I saw my mother walking towards the kitchen with a steaming bowl.

"What? it's so fragrant!" Ding He took a deep breath, greeted him, and continued with a smile, "Mom, I'll serve it!"

"No, it's hot!" The mother rejected Ding He, took the bowl, walked outside, and said to Ding He, "You go and get chopsticks!"

Ding He took chopsticks from the kitchen, smelled the fragrance and walked out, and sat directly at the dining table. I saw that in the bowl, there was a bowl full of boiled pot noodles, a poached egg, and a chicken leg. Just smelling the aroma, Ding He felt his index finger move.

"You didn't eat in the afternoon, eat quickly!" The mother watched Ding He sit down and said to Ding He, "Let's see if the salt taste is enough, not enough to add some yourself!"

Ding He picked up a pair of chopsticks noodles, blew it, and ate it directly into his mouth, while sighing, he praised and said: "It's delicious! The taste is just right, Mom's craftsmanship is the best!"

"Pat yourself on the back, you can't stop your mouth if you eat!" "The father watched the TV, interjected on the side, and criticized Ding He.

The parents waited for Ding He to finish eating, and brushed the bowl with their hands, and the family fell asleep. Ding He, who was lying on the bed, always felt that he had forgotten something, and his heart kept churning.

Early the next morning, Ding He got up early, his heart was very unsteady, and he was not in the mood to sleep when he was lazy. got up relatively early, and before his parents got up, Ding He finished washing and went out directly.

According to his memory, Ding He twisted around in the community and found his favorite breakfast restaurant. It is said to be a breakfast shop, but it is actually a breakfast stall in the garage. I used to take a detour to school every morning, buy breakfast, and take it to school. Since this food is particularly delicious, some students asked themselves to help bring it.

"Boss, ten fritters, two bowls of porridge, one bowl of soy milk, soy milk and less sugar, take it away!" Looking at the familiar breakfast shop, Ding He felt a lot of original memories coming back.

"Okay, wait a minute!" The breakfast shop is still the same family, the boss is burying his head in frying fritters, and the proprietress is taking care of it in front. At the beginning, this naughty child disappeared, and he should have gone to school.