In the collision of dialects, communication fails.

But Song Chinese New Year's Eve was not discouraged at all, and she ran to another grandmother who was weaving handmade bamboo mats to watch.

Grandma looked at her smile very kindly, about that face is bright and beautiful, people feel in a good mood at a glance, although the language barrier, but Grandma said a few words, then pulled Song Chinese New Year's Eve's wrist and pulled in her direction.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve obediently leaned over.

Grandma put the thin, slightly cool bamboo chips on her hand and began to teach her to weave.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve was smart, and immediately knew what Grandma's actions meant, and it just so happened that she was also interested, so she seriously began to follow Grandma's hand to do it.

When I watched it before, it was relatively simple, Grandma's hands were skillful and fast, but now in order to teach her to slow down, she gradually fished it out, and the action was more cumbersome, and she was exquisite.

Obviously the things that young people can't bear become very interesting in the eyes of Song Chinese New Year's Eve, the more she learns, the more she learns, the smart one directly touches the rhythm, and the grandmother who sees it clapps her hands and laughs very happily.

Under the sun, Song Chinese New Year's Eve and Grandma sat together, as if there was an invisible soft light filter.

Andy and a few people just hurriedly got the oolong here and there, exhausted and used all kinds of strange language to communicate with the people here, ending everything with a lot of jokes, and turned their heads to see such a beautiful scene.

I don't even know what to say.

"Eve is right," Andy gasped as he thrust his back.

Wendy: "Huh? ”

"She's really here to travel."

“……”

So, is this a variety show, or not?

Who knows.

When Song Chinese New Year's Eve came, he not only learned a few magical dialects here, but also learned how to weave such patterned bamboo mats.

At this time, Brother Shan was also amazed in the car, looking at the part of Song Chinese New Year's Eve in several display screens, I don't know how to describe it.

The little assistant on one side was a fool first.

"(⊙o⊙) Wow, it's so warm!"

Well, yes, it looks like an otaku god and goddess, a good wife and a good mother.

"Do you want to fry this character?" The assistant asked.

The director looked at him with wide eyes, "Are you Eve's agent?" "Whether to mention the hype or not is also the agent's business, when will it be the turn of the program team of a variety show like theirs to decide? ?

The little assistant knew that he was wrong, and stared at Song Chinese New Year's Eve on the display screen.

Director: "......"

Seeing that the time was almost up, he clapped his hands and said to the little assistant, "Go and ring the bell"

The assistant nodded, took the gong and got out of the car.

"Box!!"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's whole person was startled by a sudden noise, and he almost sat down in fright.

She subconsciously looked at the grandma beside her, but the grandma was not frightened, and the grandma also waved at her, while the grandma's grandson said to Song Chinese New Year's Eve, "They said hello in advance, and grandma knew that they would ring the gong." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve touched his forehead and hummed twice, "I miss the horn~"

Then Grandma gently stroked her hair.

"Assemble, assemble, assemble!"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve said goodbye to Grandma in an unauthentic dialect - taught by her grandson who could speak Mandarin, and then jumped quickly past Andy and stood with them.

The director walked out with the underwhelmed sunhat again, "Dear idols, just now you have set up your own things and communicated with the people here, now, um, what time is it?" Yes, it's 12 o'clock, I'm sure you're hungry too, right? Then let's have dinner! ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve nodded, thinking that as long as the director spoke, it would definitely not be so simple.