No matter how noisy the outside world is, these have nothing to do with Lan Mumu and Liu Zhizhi who are immersed in the family.

At night, Lan Keer ordered a midnight snack in a restaurant through her colleague's recommendation. The arrogant and call Lan Mumu in advance.

"Son, I'll get home at about 9 o'clock! By the way, seeing me working overtime, the station gave me a full coupon for Babaoxuan. Mom brings you late-night snacks."

"Okay, mom."

Actually, it is not good to eat midnight snacks normally, but Lan Keer didn’t watch her children’s diet at home and was still a little worried. It’s better than not eating enough.

It was still two minutes short of nine o'clock, and Lan Ke'er rushed back home.

"Mumu, Zhizhi, mom is back!"

Lan Mumu and Liu Zhizhi walked out of the kitchen, and Lan Mumu was holding a long spoon in his hand.

"mom!"

"Hey, didn't mom say I brought you some late-night snacks?"

Lan Mumu shook the spoon in his hand and said with a smile.

"Well, I just have idleness, so I cooked some meat porridge and used slow heat until it was just right tomorrow morning. I will take my mother to the company tomorrow."

Lan Keer was very moved and a little funny. She didn’t want her son to be tired after bringing her midnight snack.

"Son, why are you doing such a waste of time? There is also porridge in the cafeteria in Taili."

Lan Mumu took over what Lan Keer had in his hand and was serious.

"My meat porridge is different, it can replenish blood! Besides, you are so busy in the stage. If you don't have time to eat, you can just drink porridge. The porridge cooked from slow heat is easy to eat, and it absorbs nutrients quickly!"

Lan Keer was changing her shoes, but she was stunned after listening.

‘Yes, my period is coming again. My son not only thought of this, but also considered his work status. How can such a son not be liked and how can he not be distressed?’

"Mumu, you are so kind to your mother, and it makes her start to dislike your father."

【Lan Keer's favorability level 1】

Of course, Lan Mumu knew that his mother was just talking. After all, Liu Jiayao, a crazy wife-loving man, expressed his love in different ways. He even sighed in his heart that his mother's favorability finally increased a little.

Liu Zhizhi stood aside, put her hands behind her back and said coquettishly.

"Mom, my brother and I cooked porridge together."

"Of course Zhizhi is good, he is good to mother like his younger brother!"

After having lunch, the family stayed together and watched TV and enjoyed the happy family atmosphere. Now Lan Keer spent infinitely on time with her children, so she could still get together for a while.

Of course, one of the four people in this family is playing various coolies in the crew, just because this damn person is set up a bit too bad. After all, the person named by the "Yanguo People's News"!

......

In the next few days, Lan Mumu's family got along so harmoniously, although it was repeated, but not monotonous.

It’s like Lan Keer brings back midnight snack every night, and the excuses are always different. For example, on the excuse of having dinner with colleagues, packing up and bringing back midnight snacks, or passing by a place to see a lottery, and even winning the free order activity.

Lan Mumu didn't see the problem at first, but the different excuses arose instead of saying it out loud. Lan Mumu also saw through it and didn't say it out loud. She could understand that Lan Keer seemed to be in love with this, as if she had found a kind of fun, and was proud of her "witness" excuse!

Lan Mumu and Liu Zhizhi have been staying at home these days to study the gameplay of microphones and understand the "Yanguoxing Boy" competition.

"Brother, you have a big black fan again. Although he didn't scold you, his words were very ugly."

Nowadays, Liu Zhizhi knows the term "big black fan".

Lan Mumu is a little funny. Isn’t that big black fan the same person?

"That's so annoying. Zhizhi, please help me scold him, and scold him by name, so that he can know that we are not easy to bully."

"Okay, brother, I will definitely scold him to death for you! Brother, look at this. Recently, I found that there is a private message function, and many fans have left you a message."

"Oh? What's it said?"

"Some say they want to add their younger brother's friends, and many others are urging their younger brother to update the video."

"Then let's take a video."

"But dad is not at home, what should I do?"

“???”

Lan Mumu finally understood why Liu Zhizhi didn’t shoot videos for herself. It turned out that the situation was not so great that she didn’t ‘educate her father’!

It was a waste of time for me to cook and carve and carve letters. Even when I was teaching Liu Zhizhi to study, I would occasionally write a few world-famous quotes.

"It's okay, just take a photo and deal with the fans."

Because the two hadn't been out for several days, since they were planning to shoot videos, Lan Mumu planned to take Liu Zhizhi out to visit neighbors and find materials.

In a residential building in the community, Sun Lei was repairing the tables and chairs himself, and a knock on the door sounded.

"Zhizhi! Mumu!"

"Teacher Sun."

When Sun Lei saw Liu Zhizhi taking a cell phone and was taking pictures, he was so smart that he immediately understood.

"Oh, isn't this a big star Mumu? Why did you come here to see me today? Come in quickly."

Lan Mumu was not pretentious, and said carelessly after coming in.

"It's not special. I've just seen Mr. Zhang, Mr. Huang and the others, and I just happened to be here!"

Sun Lei smiled awkwardly and said angrily.

"Feel is just passing by, you kid!"

"No, this is the last stop in the morning. I will go to see other neighbors and the old men in the afternoon."

"I finally understand that you are here to have a free meal."

"No, I'm just here to visit Teacher Sun!"

"Why, I don't do academic work, and I plan to enter the entertainment industry in the future? That's right, I'm already a big star now, so I can join my acting department at that time?"

Lan Mumu suddenly remembered that his performance ability had not yet been activated, and it seemed that he was good to follow Teacher Sun, so he took up Sun Lei’s teacup on the table while it was hot.

"Teacher, I'll serve you tea."

Sun Lei was a little surprised. Even if Lan Mumu had a academic score, he would probably be admitted to the top institution, let alone the film school.

Now that Lan Mumu has participated in the "Yanguoxing Youth" competition, the top ten are stable, and can obtain an official special artist certificate with extremely high gold content. Even if you go to college, it is just gilded. Compared with the ordinary artist certificate after graduating from a professional class, it is not worth mentioning.

So Sun Lei took the cup of tea happily, made up his mind, and took a sip.

"You will be my student from now on."

"Teacher, by the way! I just heard you doing what you were doing outside the door?"

"Well, the table is a little loose. This table has been used for many years and I can't bear to leave it with my feelings, so I plan to repair it!"

"Oh, teacher, then I'll help you!"

"You can do this too? OK, I'll watch you do it!"

At first, Lan Mumu's movements were a little unfamiliar, but soon got used to it, and the operation became smoother and faster.

Sun Lei was relieved when he watched from the side, and remembered that Liu Zhizhi was filming videos. He had an idea with his own variety show, so he went into the storage room to tinker with it.

"Teacher, it's done, do you think it's solid or not! Huh? Where is the teacher?"

"Here, come!"

I saw Sun Lei walking out with a few small broken benches in his arms.

"Mumu, these are very old benches. Just look at how many can you repair them."

Lan Mumu's heart hung up a few black lines, and he was really not polite.

"Hello, teacher, please give it up and leave it to me."

"Well, you can repair it first, there are a few more inside, I'll bring it here now."

“……!”

After a while, Sun Lei came out with several other broken benches, but he saw Lan Mumu actually dismantled all of these benches. He felt a little distressed. He kept these benches as treasures. Is Mumu taking revenge on him?

"Hey, hey, why did you remove them?"

"These benches are missing, so they can only be dismantled and remade. Hey, teacher, why are you anxious? I promise to do it and it will be the same as new."

Seeing that Lan Mu Musha was right, Sun Lei could only choose to believe it, so he put down the bench he had just taken.

"Okay, you do it, I'll cook the rice first."

After a while, someone outside opened the door and Lan Mumu hurriedly shouted when he saw the man.

"Master's wife!"

It turned out that Sun Lei’s wife Huang Li had returned home. He was a little curious about Lan Mumu’s name, but he did not ask any questions.

"It turned out to be Zhizhi and Mumu. Hey, what are you doing with Mumu?"

"Oh, the teacher asked me to repair these benches."
To be continued...