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At the same time, Sang Qiwu exited the chat box with Sang Yijia and quickly pulled four other people into the group.

[Second child: Mom and Dad! My little sister came to see me just now! 】

[The second child: She asked me if I still remember what happened when I was a child!]

Sang Qiwu remembered everything that happened that year and has not forgotten it to this day, but those memories are too terrifying.

None of the Sang family wants to think of Sang Yijia.

[Sang Family Yi Zhihua (Sang Zheng): What’s going on? 】

[Hua Rui (Sang Mu): How could Jiajia remember it? 】

[The second child: It has something to do with Lu Wenchuan.]

[Yizhihua from the Sang family: Think of a way to prevent Jiajia from thinking about it.]

[Hua Rui: Ask the third child. 】

[Hua Rui: Also, check out what happened in Lu Wenchuan. Didn’t we agree on that back then? 】

[Hua Rui: Didn’t you say you would never appear in front of Jiajia? 】

[Yizhihua from the Sang family: I’ll go find the Lu family later and ask for clarification!]

Sang Qiwu suddenly felt relieved when he saw his parents working so hard.

[Second child: Okay, I’ll go find the third child after get off work. 】

[Second child: Parents, don’t worry, we will protect our little sister and we will never let what happened back then happen again. 】

At critical moments, Sang Qiwu is still very reliable.

However, after Sang Yijia met Lu Wenchuan, the dust-covered memory was like a time bomb. She didn't know when it would explode, revealing all the memories buried deep underneath.

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Sang Yijia frowned as she looked at Lu Wenchuan's dark eyes. She always felt as if she had seen him somewhere before, and many memory fragments flashed through her mind. It was so dark that she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Are you okay?" Lu Wenchuan noticed that she had a headache. "Is it because you still have a cold?"

"It's okay." Sang Yijia shook his head, "I just thought of something else."

"What's the matter?" Lu Wenchuan's heart skipped a beat, he looked at her with complicated eyes, and asked tentatively: "Is it a bad memory?"

Sang Yijia continued to shake his head, "No, it's about work."

I don't know why, Sang Yijia wanted to hide it from him, or in other words, she wanted to hide it from her family outside the camera, so that they couldn't know.

As soon as this idea came up, Sang Yijia felt strange, but she still believed in her intuition.

Lu Wenchuan felt slightly relieved, but he was still very wary, "What's the schedule?"

"What's next?"

Sang Yijia hummed, "Not yet, I want to take a break for half a year."

The knock on the door sounded again. Sang Yijia thought there was another surprise, but it was just the waiter serving the food.

The exquisite dishes came one after another. Sang Yijia took a look and felt that the porcelain white plate was too big, and there were not many dishes in the middle. He felt that he could finish it in one bite.

Lu Wenchuan thoughtfully cut the steak into pieces and put them in front of Sang Yijia.

"Thank you." Sang Yijia was about to take action just now, but as soon as he picked up the knife and fork, Lu Wenchuan brought over the cut steak.

Each piece is very small, just the size of the entrance.

Sang Yijia took a quick look and didn't expect Lu Wenchuan to be quite attentive.

Eat without talking and sleep without talking.

Sang Yijia and Lu Wenchuan were both quiet at the dinner table, occasionally saying a word or two but saying nothing else.

The audience in the live broadcast room was very anxious.

[Why is this rare candlelight dinner so quiet?]

[I can’t, I’m a talker. It’s too uncomfortable for me to just eat and not talk.]

【Have you noticed? The two of them have very good dining etiquette.】

[The man is polite and the woman is elegant, which is actually quite pleasing to the eye. 】

[Hahaha, why don’t you say that handsome men and beautiful women look good in whatever they do? 】

The group director watched the barrage in the live broadcast room come under control. He breathed a sigh of relief and later realized that Sang Yijia had finally become a little popular in this program.

"Director, Director Chen just sent a message that he will ask them to go to the top of the ancient pagoda later and prepare a surprise there." The staff suddenly came over and told the director of the group.

The team director hummed and sighed with his colleagues, "When did our program team become so generous?"

"..." The staff member nodded and explained, "Actually, these are arranged by Mr. Wei and have nothing to do with our program team."

The director of the group knew that they were still very poor, otherwise they would not have set the location of the first trip in Qingyao Ancient Town.

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In the farmyard, Lan Qing showed off her skillful cooking skills in front of the camera, and the dishes she made were delicious and delicious, and won praise from everyone.

"Qingqing, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good." Shen Jin didn't even move his chopsticks before he praised her.

Lan Qing shook his head in embarrassment, "It's not that great, it's just home-cooked food."

"How is that possible?" Shen Jin was the first to be unhappy, "In my eyes, you are the most powerful."

Lan Qing's cheeks turned red and she couldn't continue talking. "Everyone pick up your chopsticks. It won't taste good when it gets cold."

Bian He responded, and was the first to move his chopsticks and pick up a piece of fish, "It's pretty good."

"Thank you." Lan Qing is still very confident in her cooking skills, "Sisi, why don't you eat?"

"Ah?" Yan Ningsi smiled, "No, I was thinking about something just now."

With that said, Yan Ningsi picked up a piece of fish and could already smell the fishy smell before entering her mouth, let alone what it would taste like when she ate it later.

Lan Qing looked at her expectantly.

Yan Ningsi closed her eyes and swallowed it in one gulp.

【What does this expression mean?】

【Qingqing’s cooking skills are very good.】

【He and He both said, it’s delicious.】

Then, the camera focused on Shen Jin. He took a mouthful of fish and immediately vomited it without reacting.

Lan Qing's expression also changed, and he quickly picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, "How could this happen?"

"Sorry, it's my fault." Lan Qing immediately admitted his mistake, "I forgot to add ginger slices when I cooked the fish."

It's not that Lan Qing doesn't know how to cook, it's just that in the past few years, she has become accustomed to the life assistant preparing everything. When she was cooking just now, it was Yan Ningsi who was doing the cooking. Lan Qing also took it for granted that Yan Ningsi would prepare everything.

The condiments are all ready.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Lan Qing felt even more guilty, "Don't eat any of these."

After finishing speaking, Lan Qing stood up and wanted to remove all the fish.

Shen Jin stretched out his hand to stop her, "It's not your fault."

"We were not prepared."

Bian He also realized something, "It's the problem between me and Sisi."

"I didn't think of digging out the ginger in the vegetable garden." Bian He saw the ginger, but he didn't think of digging it out and using it.

Yan Ningsi recalled her mistake and admitted her mistake with a bad face, "I'm sorry, it was my fault."

"At that time, I took Bian He to see Jiang Lai."

How could Lan Qing make them admit their mistakes at this juncture? Naturally, he wanted to take everything on himself.

"It has nothing to do with you. I said I was responsible from the beginning." Lan Qing shook her head gently, "Don't eat any of these."

"Let's use the green vegetables first." There's nothing wrong with the green vegetables, but the two fish are a pity.

Lan Qing lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, and said with great disappointment, "It's all my fault, I didn't think about it."

small theater:

One day, the Sang family established a family group.

After Sang Zheng joined the group, he changed the group nickname - Sangjia Yihua.

Sang Qiwu smiled unkindly, "Dad, mom is just a flower, who do you think you are?"

"What do you know?" Sang Zheng snorted and continued, "A man has forty-one flowers." Then thinking of the next sentence, Sang Zheng hurriedly added, "Your mother is my flower."

Sang Qiwen, Sang Qiwu, Sang Qibo: "..."

"Wife, please change your name to Hua Rui, okay?" Sang Zheng turned around to please Sang's mother.
Chapter completed!