Quite a few fruits were put on the table.

A group of people sat in the living room chatting.

And the focus of the conversation is definitely on children.

The first is filming, and the second is the performance in the National Palace later, although Wang Yunfei only followed his godfather to show his face for a short period in the past, but it was also a big stage.

But that's all about it.

Hou Yaowen talked about their current small theater.

Knowing that they have made some progress with the help of the radio, I am still very happy from the bottom of my heart.

Because cross talk is completely incapable of sketches now, this time he deeply felt this atmosphere after going to the Spring Festival Gala.

What else can cross talk be now, it is just spread on the screen, and it is a kind of performance that cannot be seen or touched.

But when you go into the theater, the nature is completely different.

Completely life, that is the fundamental reason for cross talk.

Although it is said that it is Deyun who has become popular, many people have also learned about cross talk through Deyun, which is not bad.

At the same time, it has also driven a big trend of cross talk clubs entering small theaters.

"Okay! You've done a good job, and I know a little bit about your situation. Hou Yaowen kept nodding, "You guys do a good job, but there are many people who are popular, and now you just can't feel it at the beginning."

It's the trouble when you really feel it, but no matter what, I'll cover you up when the time comes. ”

Listening to Master's words, Guo Degang kept nodding like a child, who was unhappy with Master's cover.

"You guys rest here for a while, I'll tell Yunfei a joke, and then I'll get some food at noon."

After speaking, Hou Yaowen leaned towards the child's side, and the rest chatted casually by themselves, especially Hou Zhen.

He talks the most.

But I also love to eat.

After the fruit was served, his mouth was not idle, and it was not until the third uncle was busy that he chattered about the topic with Guo Degang and Yu Qian.

There is no major thing in this talk, but he is broken.

Yu Qian is used to it, after all, they know each other a lot, and although Guo Degang has met rarely, he also knows what kind of character he is.

Listen and listen, at most a few words from time to time.

After all, Hou Zhen is still more fun, there is no utilitarianism, and there is a feeling of being at ease with what happens.

We talked about it for a while.

A few of their old men began to prepare to make lunch, as for who did it, it was not the juniors, but Hou Yaowen went to the kitchen by himself.

As for helping, he didn't let anyone except call the child Wang Yunfei.

In order to talk to the child more when cooking, although he is a godfather, he also knows that the grandfather and grandson don't talk much.

It's too busy.

Almost the entire railway performance was led by him, plus he had a strong sense of responsibility, and he often couldn't go home for work.

At the same time, he also developed a lot of diseases.

The heart is on the one hand, and on the stomach he is also problematic.

Because of this.

Watching the children washing vegetables in the kitchen, Hou Yaowen kept instructing, "I know you are getting busy, but the meal must be delicious."

Especially when you're still growing your body.

Don't look at it now that you're young and old, you know that it's powerful, and the medicine can't be stopped, let alone uncomfortable. And don't eat that cold rice, even in the summer. ”

Listening to Grandpa's words, Wang Yunfei smiled beside him, "My sister often tells me to eat well." ”

"Really? That's right, people eat the most, who do you cook at home? Hou Yaowen asked as he slipped the meat into thick slices on the cutting board.

In their hearts, they still care about their own lives.

"Usually my sister and I rarely open fire, we always go to my master's house to eat, because it is close, and I originally lived in the master's house, but there are more and more apprentices, so I live with my sister.

But sometimes it's late, and my sister and I make a late-night snack. ”

"That's good, it's good to have someone cook. That's so different from us. ”

"Why? Do you cook at home? ”

"Not really. It's just that when I was young, my father, who you know Master Hou Baolin. I haven't cooked a meal for our three brothers since I was a child. ”

As he was talking, Hou Yaowen suddenly saw that the child's movements were slow after cutting the meat, obviously interested in his father, and yes, in everyone's hearts, he was a master and an artist.

But in private life few people know.

So he said, "Boy, interested?" ”

"Hmm!" Wang Yunfei nodded, not hiding it at all.

"Well, I'll give you nags while I'm cooking, and give me the sliced potatoes."

Hurrying up, Wang Yunfei handed over two or three shaved potatoes, but when he was about to hand them over, he took water and rinsed them again.

"My father is indeed a master in the hearts of many people, and he is also the idol of many cross talk actors. Including me, my father has always been my admirer.

But from the son's point of view, he is not a good father.

At that time, I was very busy, and the most diligent one I saw was once a week, so I can say that I was basically not at home. And those actors and gentlemen, whether they are at home or not, have to come and see it once.

I mostly messed with them.

Don't look at me as an excellent humorist, he is usually fierce, and he can make me cry many times when he eats.

But when it comes to eating, strictly speaking, my father did it for me once.

At that time, I was at work, and it was certain that I was busy, so I often didn't eat well, and the heat and cold were uneven, and I had a lot of stomach problems.

My father was there that day, but what I didn't expect was that he cooked for me himself.

I will never forget it, this is the first time I have ever been cooked.

After that, there was no more, until he died.

I can't help it, I can't see you a few times a month. ”

Wang Yunfei stood next to him and listened to what Grandpa Gan said, and for the first time learned that Master Hou Baolin also had a slightly bad side.

Because I like and worship on the stage, I think that Tan's performance is the best, but he is also a person.

There's no escaping that.

Not to mention that he couldn't imagine the appearance of a murderer, and he also cried his godfather fiercely, and suddenly pulled a lot from the sense of distance of a master.

"Forget it, let's find a chance to talk, and get the meal ready first. Later, your grandfather Shi will come again, and come over to rub me again.

Next time I'll rub him back.

But what do you like to eat, kid? I'll prepare it for you next time. ”

"Me? I don't seem to have anything I don't like to eat. ”

"Do you eat coriander?" Hou Yaowen has already started to set up a pot to burn oil at this moment, preparing to fry meat.

"Eat."

"I can't stand the smell anyway, but it's a good thing not to be a picky eater, and I'm afraid that children are picky eaters."

Sizzle.

After the oil in the pot was hot, Hou Yaowen decisively poured some ingredients into it and fried it first, and suddenly a stream of fragrance came out.

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