Looking at the sudden extra money in Carry, Ning Ying thought about all the good things she had done in her previous life and in this life.

At last......

"Whoever it is, when it comes to my account, it's mine! I've done all the good things, and I deserve it! ”

Ning Ying accepted it as a matter of course.

[Laughing and getting rich, this regards wealth as life, like me! ] 】

[I love money, money loves me, money comes from all directions, all the money belongs to me~]

[Did you worship the God of Wealth today?] No? Daring! Don't go yet! 】

[Looking at Ning Ying, she seems to be very short of money, isn't she a wealthy man? ] Why is there no money? 】

[It is rumored that Hebao's father doesn't like her, she is pasty herself, and she usually has little work, so she naturally has no money]

[It's so pitiful, isn't my mother's family subsidized? ] 】

[It's just a character design, but there are still people who are serious? How could she really be poor! Laugh to death, feel sorry for yourself who takes 3,000! 】

Although Ning Ying didn't know who gave her the money, she had such a large income inexplicably, and she was in a good mood, and the haze of getting up early was swept away.

"What other tasks this morning, I think I can pull ten cows!"

Ning Ying is full of energy.

Li Zihe glanced at her speechlessly, "It's almost time to end the recording." ”

"So fast?"

Ning Ying was surprised.

Thinking back, the director seems to have said before that the second episode was only recorded for one day and one night because of other guests' schedule problems.

"Oh, that's a pity. There's nowhere to unleash my drive to pull cattle. ”

Ning Ying was regretting, at this time, the radio sounded, and the director asked all the guests to gather on the lawn.

Ten minutes later, four groups of guests arrived.

Today, the sun is shining, and the sun is fierce and steaming.

After a while, fine sweat oozed from Ning Ying's face, "I take back what I just said about pulling the cow!" This damn weather is hotter than a man's pie! ”

Li Zihe: "......"

"Who else has painted you a pie but my dad?"

Li Zihe grimaced and asked seriously.

Ning Ying: "Except for your father, everyone has painted." ”

Li Zihe: "......"

"Well, since today's show ended the recording early, so before the end, please make a gift for the baby of each group of families and give it to your favorite friends, and the baby who receives the most gifts will have the opportunity to choose a house in the next issue!"

After announcing the rules, the director invited the intangible cultural heritage teacher to come up, "This teacher Chen is the teacher who taught everyone bamboo weaving today, and everyone applauded." ”

In a round of applause, Mr. Chen introduced himself and briefly demonstrated the weaving method of bamboo dragonflies to everyone.

"Mommy, so cute!"

Said happily.

"Then let the teacher teach you how to make it later, okay?"

Meng Jingsheng smiled and stroked her daughter's head.

"Good!"

"I'm going to learn too!"

On the side, Jiang Zixuan ran directly to the teacher's side and watched with wide eyes.

"Don't worry, children, I'll teach you now."

Teacher Chen walked among the children and taught them how to knit seriously.

Naturally, parents can't be idle and follow along.

Half an hour later, the children's works were completed one after another.

The mothers' work is also done.

The director announced that he could give his work to anyone present.

The children, without exception, all gave the youngest and only girl voice.

"Thank you!"

Sheng Sheng shyly accepted the gift.

Meng Jingsheng touched her daughter's head with a smile and asked gently, "Then which brother do you want to give your gift to?" ”

The three children present all looked at it expectantly.

Sheng Sheng hesitated, and finally, under the expectation of everyone, he sent the bamboo dragonfly he had woven by himself to Li Zihe's hands.

"Brother, thank you for giving me the photo before, this is for you."

said to Li Zihe in a milky voice.

Li Zihe's immature little face was stained with a flush, "Thank you." ”

"You kid!"

Ning Ying held her hands and ate melons behind her.

Li Zihe glared back at her, "Don't laugh!" ”

"Am I smiling? I was born with smiling lips! ”

Ning Ying gave him a standard smile, and the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth stood out.

[I was also born with smiling lips!] 】

[Good knock! Knock me to death! 】

[Childhood sweethearts, family, who understands! ] 】

[No one has noticed, is Ning Ying's smile similar to Hebao? There are two pear vortices! 】

Li Zihe snorted lightly and ignored her.

Seeing this, the other children were full of loss, especially Jiang Zixuan, who felt that he had given Shengsheng a gift, but he didn't get a return gift from Shengsheng, and his face couldn't get over it, and his little face was drooping.

Seeing this, Ye Yuyu squatted down and said softly: "Don't be angry, is it okay for Mommy's to give it to you?" ”

"Not good! I don't want it! ”

Jiang Zixuan threw the thing on the ground.

Ye Yuyu was afraid that he would cry again, so she could only say: "Okay, okay, don't want this, then go back and Mommy will buy you a transformer." ”

"Good!"

Hearing that there were new toys, Jiang Zixuan's mood improved.

[Ye Yuyu's education method is outrageous! ] No wonder Jiang Zixuan has such a temper! 】

[Sometimes I get angry when I see them like this! 】

[I advise netizens, respect the fate of others, and let go of the complex of helping others! ] 】

"Okay, now you can also give out gifts from parents."

Parents know the world better than their children, and since they want to give it, they naturally don't want to offend people, so in the end, everyone gave their own gifts to their children.

Except for Ning Ying.

"Ning Ying, won't you give it to Hebao?"

Ning Yi could see that she was not moving, glanced at Li Zihe meaningfully, and said: "We are all given to the child, do you think Hebao has not performed well in the past two days?" ”

"It's not!"

Ning Ying said directly: "I just want to send you!" ”

As she spoke, she handed her the knitting in her hand.

Ning Yike's expression was stunned, full of doubts, "Why?" ”

"Because it's a good match for you!"

Ning Ying smiled and said, "Don't you ask me what I did?" ”

Ning Yike looked down at the ugly thing in his palm.

The other mothers just learned to weave bamboo dragonflies.

Only Ning Ying is different.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like an insect.

It's like other reptiles.

"What is this?"

Ning Yike tried hard to endure the nausea, twisted his eyebrows and asked.

"曱甴!"

"What?"

"Oh, it's called cockroach in Mandarin!"

"Ahh

Ning Yike screamed in fright and threw the things in his hand out.

"You...... How can you do that!! ”

Ning Yike was angry.

[It's too bad fun! 】

[Ning Ying is sick, right? 】

[You only know now that our sect leader is sick? She's been sick for a long time, and she's not sick! 】

"Lie to you, look at you scared!"

Ning Ying smiled and picked it up again, "This is not a cockroach, how can I weave that thing." ”

"And what did you do?"

Li Zihe on the side asked curiously.

Ning Ying hooked her lips and smiled, "shell lang! Oh yes, there's still a little bit of something. ”

She casually pulled out a hair that she didn't know where to pluck and stuck it on the "shell lang".

"Do you know what it's called?"