Cannon fodder is a full-level boss

[6004l: Can't you just watch the show? It's so violent! ]

[6005l: To be honest, I don't think this little brother is acting. Did you notice that when he was grilling fish, his exposed fingers had a lot of rough marks on them. If the program crew even made up a child's hands to deceive us, I absolutely don't believe it. ]

[6006l: It's a pity that I can't watch it again. ]

[6007l: You're welcome. Show me the way. ]

[6008l: Ah, there are actually big guys who recorded the grilling fish clip, and even the part where the god drilled wood to make fire. ]

[6009l: I zoomed in and watched it. It's really like what the sister above said. I just thought this little brother looked unexpectedly good-looking. Now after watching it, I suddenly feel a little distressed. 】

【6010l: That's right, especially when I heard little brother Yan Ling pointing at the mountain and saying that he loved this place and his hometown, I suddenly had an urge to cry. Yes, I have a low tear point! 】

【6011l: Don't naive people only appear in TV dramas and novels? Have those people who mocked me before watched too many TV dramas? Why should they send you food for free just for the first time? I think the little brother in the live broadcast was very polite. Besides, he didn't ask for money in the end. He just hoped that the two children would exchange an English exercise book with him after the filming. He even specifically said that they only needed the ones they used and didn't want. 】

【6012l: Don't say it. I have a pile of new English test papers on my desk that I haven't finished yet. I wish I could send them all to the cute little Yan Ling in a complete and clean way. 】

【6013l: Good idea, take one with me! 】

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So, the initial disagreement in the live broadcast room soon turned into another topic, which is which set of exercises should be given to Yan Ling to appear more sincere and polite, and continued to go off topic!

The staff in the tent who had been paying attention to the live broadcast feedback dynamics were relieved when they saw the audience chatting about the topic.

You know, the program "Exchange Life" is a one-episode show, which is about pursuing reality, but everyone knows that for a variety show that has just emerged, once something uncontrollable occurs, it is very likely that the show will completely stop here, and there will be no future.

The filming is still going on.

The director looked at the three teenagers in the video sent back, and he had a hunch that this episode of the show might be able to make his variety show completely turn around!

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When he reached the door of his house, Yan Ling waved goodbye to Xiao Mingxuan and Bai Qi.

Even though he felt that the two people's eyes on him seemed a little lingering, Yan Ling still didn't look back and went into the house without any psychological burden.

The wooden door creaked, just like the last cicada chirp of summer!

Accompanied by the setting sun in the west, I couldn't help but feel sad!

It can be said that the sun sets and the hungry people are far away.

Xiao Mingxuan and Bai Qi looked at each other with pity.

Wild vegetables, salted radish, and plain soup.

Not surprisingly, this is their dinner today.

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Because he ate fish during the day, Yan Ling didn't choose to catch fish and eat fish at night.

It's not that fish is not delicious, but if you have lived with Yan Ling for a long time, you must understand that Yan Ling looks easy-going on the surface, but the things he likes are very tricky.

It's not that the things he likes are difficult to get. On the contrary, he likes a lot of things, whether it's food or fun, but if you really want to talk about it carefully, there is nothing that he can like continuously.

Just like eating, until there is really nothing in the end.

Yan Ling thinks that eating fish occasionally is a kind of enjoyment. If you eat it continuously, you will lose the fun of enjoying food. He thinks that this will make him unhappy even eating a meal.

Yan Ling, who has retired and no longer has tasks to force him to do things he doesn't like, naturally won't choose to do so.

Because Yan Ling's mother died early, although he grew up with his father, but because Yan Ling's father loves his children very much, except for some simple work like peeling corn, he will give Yan Ling, most of the daily things are taken care of.

So most of the time, the food that Yan Ling's family eats is prepared by his father.

Yan Ling looked out the window at the sky.

It was late, and Yan Ling's father should be on his way back.

The steamed buns he ate in the morning were really a bit stuck in his throat, so Yan Ling walked into the kitchen and looked for ingredients in the few kitchens that this body had used.

Sure enough, he found a bag of flour and some large pieces of rock sugar that looked like some impurities in the bag.

Yan Ling thought about it for a while and started to work.

Pour an appropriate amount of flour and water into a bowl, knead the dough with clean hands, and break it into several small balls when you feel that the dough is about the right strength.

Without a rolling pin, Yan Ling used his wrist to flatten and stretch the dough.

He then spread the crushed rock sugar on top, closed the dough, and used the same steps to make it into a pancake.

Taking advantage of this time, Yan Ling used some wild vegetables and two wild mushrooms that he had just found and placed next to the stove. They should be leftover from yesterday. He removed the pickled parts of the wild vegetables, leaving the fresh and tender parts inside. He scooped a basin of water and washed them. , and cut the wild mushrooms into thin slices.

Then add oil to the pan, stir-fry and then add an appropriate amount of water.

After covering the pot, Yan Ling went back to making cakes on another pot using the ingredients he had just prepared.

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It was already a little late when Father Yan finished his work. He was afraid that the children at home might be impatient, so he walked much faster than usual on the way back.

However, while walking on the path in front of his house, Yan's father was suddenly stunned.

In sight, white smoke was rising from the chimney of a small house.

He looked around.

That’s right, it’s your own home!

When Yan's father was still hesitating, Yan Ling, who had successfully put the last hot sesame cake on the plate, happened to notice someone standing outside.

Yan Ling recognized this body as his father at a glance.

After receiving the memory of the original owner, the emotions belonging to the original owner also affected Yan Ling. He could feel that when he saw Yan's father, his heart suddenly felt like being pricked by a needle, with a slight sting. A feeling of joy mixed with a deep sense of guilt.

Yan Ling touched his heart, and when he looked up again, there was a smile on his face.

Just like the little Yan Ling in his memory, Yan Ling walked quickly to the door and greeted his father who returned late.

The young man stood in the yard, as if to let his father see him for the first time. The young man stretched out his hand and waved his right hand vigorously!

After Yan's father saw it, he simply put the thing he was holding in his right hand on his left hand, and also waved his remaining hand.

For a moment, looking at the burly man whose face could not be seen clearly in the afterglow, Yan Ling suddenly remembered that in the distant past, it seemed that he had had such a simple and simple life when he was his first self. happiness.

The corners of Yan Ling's mouth slowly raised.

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As soon as Yan's father walked into the house, he smelled a faint aroma and a faint sweet smell.

His eyes looked at his son, whose nose was white as if he had rubbed something, and then fell on the two plates that had been placed on the table, which were steaming.

It's very ordinary, just sesame seed cakes and wild vegetable soup, but just by smelling the aroma, you feel that the taste in your mouth must be good.

For some reason, after becoming an orphan in his early years, and after his wife died after getting married, the middle-aged man felt that no pain could defeat him. At this moment, the heat from the bowl of wild vegetable soup seemed to hit his eyes, and he felt a twinge of pain. Paroxysms of soreness.

He sat, silently lowering his head.

Father Yan didn't say anything. After a moment of silence, he quickly poured half a bowl of wild vegetable soup into his own bowl. It was as if he had never tasted such a delicious soup before. He drank half the soup in a hurry. .

When he raised his head, his whole face seemed to be sweating from the bowl of hot soup, and even his eyes seemed to be scalded with tears.

Father Yan raised his hand and wiped it casually twice.

He praised, "What a boy, your skills are great! Even better than your father and me!"

Yan Ling didn't seem to notice the change in Yan's father's private emotions just now. His face was full of pride. Although he didn't laugh out loud, the curve of the corner of his mouth was as high as the half moon.

"That's right! Don't look at whose son I am!"

At the dinner table, the two fathers and sons looked at me and I looked at you. I don’t know who got up first in the room, and bursts of laughter sounded happily in this silent night.

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This body is still young, and the nutrition in the past cannot keep up, so it can only be considered that it is not hungry, so Yan Ling felt a little sleepy not long after eating.

After saying good night to Yan's father, Yan Ling went to bed after washing up.

The night in the mountains is not silent.

If you listen carefully, you can hear a variety of sounds.

The chirping of cicadas in summer and the sound of frogs in the water fields.

The wind and forest sway, and fallen leaves hit the ground.

Occasionally there are birds chirping and the sound of wings falling.

However, those who slept at night became quiet.

Even Yan Ling slowly fell into his first sweet dream since he retired and came to this world.

There was only one wooden bed in the house, and it was just right for Yan's father and Yan Ling to lie down on it.

The summer is hot, and the heat is hard to get rid of even at night, but Father Yan is still worried, so in the dim moonlight, a dark man looks like a thief, slowly straightens up, stretches out his hands and slowly pulls the original The quilt was kicked to the corner by his son, and he picked up a corner of the quilt and gently covered Yan Ling's belly.

Father Yan turned his head and looked at his son sleeping soundly, and couldn't help but laugh.

Father Yan remembered the things at school that his son had talked to him about during dinner. They were all trivial matters. They were nothing more than new courses taught in the school recently that he had not understood before, or maybe there were new students this year. The teacher's lectures are particularly good, and in the future I will be as good as the teacher, and so on.

Father Yan listened very carefully, even though many things were almost sacred to a strong man who had never read a book.

Yan Ling turned over.

The next second, Father Yan covered the slipped quilt again.

Yan's father has lived in the mountains since he was a child, and even now when he is doing a job of moving things, he has rarely left the mountains.

In the past, he thought that since his son's education was funded by the state, he would be lonely at home, so he might as well send him to school. When he reached a certain age, he would ask someone to find him a good job, or let his son learn a skill from someone. Although he could not make a lot of money, it would be enough for him to marry a wife in the mountains and live happily with his family.

But now he has changed his mind!

He could see that his son really wanted to study. When he talked about things in school, he was like eating honey, exuding a happy mood from the inside out.

He likes school.

He likes the teachers in school and the classmates in school.

When he talked about the teacher praising him for solving a math problem, his smiling face was more like a little peacock, proud and making people feel funny!

This is his son!

Forget it, since he likes to study, then study hard.

At this moment, even Yan Ling did not know what kind of decision Yan's father had made in his heart at this time.

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At the dawn of the morning, Yan Ling was awakened by the noise outside.

It was not until he was brushing his teeth in the yard that he vaguely heard someone say the words "missing" and "disappeared" in the light from the next door, through the light from the wall next door.

The first thing that came to Yan Ling's mind was the two boys he had seen yesterday!

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