Zhu Zhu even obeyed Lin Bo, and was afraid of her. She saw Zhu Zhu holding a bowl and holding a garlic clove in her hand. She was not annoyed, and she just smiled and said, "Sister, call me sister-in-law, and sister-in-law will tell you about the experience of those who have experienced it. This is different from dating. When you are in love, you wish you could open your tail and take out the best side to each other. But this marriage is not like this. After getting married, the two of them really have me and I have you..."

As soon as these words were said, everyone laughed. Zhu Zhu then said, "Don't think wrongly. What I am not talking about is the things that you think of is inappropriate for children. It means that there is an intersection between the couple and they cannot tell the difference. Yours is mine, and mine is yours. The money at home cannot be distinguished. The family members have become your relatives, and my relatives are your relatives. Your children are also my children, and they are compatible with each other. This is what I said, "You have me and I have you. Do you think this is the truth."

This is really true! The young man who is not married doesn't understand, but when he gets married, he can't help but nod.

Zhu Zhu then said, "You and I don't know what you have to do outside. Everyone is all human, eating grains and grains. Who can always be like a god? It's not the same as eating, sleeping, burping and farting."

These words are simply too straightforward!

It is hard for a woman to feel bad about such a refreshing woman. Zhu Zhu just laughed and said to An Ning for a while: "When people go home, they don't need social etiquette. Of course, if you go out, it is really not appropriate to eat heavy-tasting things. But at home, you don't have to be so particular. We still came back with this garlic."

Everyone laughed again! I never knew that Mr. Zhu was so generous!

Lin Bo was a little embarrassed and took the peeled garlic from Zhu Zhu's hand, "Hurry up and have a meal, the noodles are all over. What are they talking about?"

Zhu Zhu didn't care, "If I didn't say it well, I'll pinch this paragraph. Now I just think it's just a friend to chat together, and it's okay to talk." She said to An Ning with some serious words: "Love comes to marriage, nothing else, it's firewood, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. The child cried and laughed and grew bigger."

Everyone around them clapped Zhu Zhu's hands, "Okay!"

That's really good.

Lin Bo felt guilty, and after dinner, he went to wash the dishes by himself and asked the mother and daughter to take a nap. After washing the dishes, he saw that the mother and daughter were sleeping just in front of each other. There was no air conditioner in the room, and the mother and daughter were sweating on their foreheads. He reached out to hold the palm-shaped fan on the side of the kang and gently slapped them. Lin Yutong opened her eyes in a daze and looked at them. Lin Bo gently patted her, "Go to sleep, it's dad."

He Ning, who saw this scene on the surveillance screen outside, said, "The No. 1 machine gives Mr. Lin a close-up."

The warmth that naturally reveals in this way is definitely not something that can be performed by performing.

When I woke up in the afternoon, the artist Lin Bo invited had already arrived. He was either a big name or a newcomer from Haina. He won an award in a movie he participated in last year. Lin Bo probably wanted to praise him, so this time, he asked him to come over and show his face.

Zhu Zhu looked at the handsome guy, then turned around and shouted to Lin Yutong: "Tongtong comes out, don't be stuck in the house, go out with the little brother."

Lin Bo instantly had a black face, "Yang Yi, go and chop firewood."

The handsome guy Yang Yi was a little confused. He couldn't afford to offend the boss or the boss's wife. "I'll go and pick up firewood." He couldn't chop firewood. He was an idol and didn't want to destroy his image.

Just leave your eyes, you kid knows what you know.

Zhu Zhu gave Lin Bo a blank look, "I don't believe you can keep your daughter at home for the rest of your life."

"I do." Lin Bo snorted coldly, "I can raise it!"

Lin Yutong: "..." The Fourth Master will definitely not be willing, and I am even more unhappy.

When the three of them came out, the Dong family was moving bricks. After saying hello, Lin Bo took his wife and children up the mountain.

This time, Lin Bo has shown his skills. He crawled out to pick up bird eggs. He didn't know what to eat at night. He ate noodles at noon and couldn't eat this at night. He wanted to eat rice but had no vegetables to serve. The easiest thing was fried rice. Where was the egg? There were bird eggs on the tree!

So he took out more than a dozen bird nests and collected twenty-eight bird eggs of various colors. The price was that Lin Bo not only had his hands worn out, but his clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan were also scrapped.

"This egg is a bit expensive." Zhu Zhu felt very distressed, and she didn't know if she felt sorry for Lin Bo's injured hand or Qi Huang's clothes that could not stand the grinding.

I ate bird egg fried rice in the evening, and finally had a serious meal there, but I made rice with seaweed. The dishes were very beautiful, and I picked small yellow flowers from the side of the road to dress up. But for the older men, this rice really cannot be ordered.

Dong Cheng teased Lin Yutong, "Uncle exchanged with you, try this rice ball..."

Lin Yutong had no choice but to hand over the fried rice in the bowl, then took the rice ball and stir it up, mixed it with wild vegetable foam and drizzled it with sesame oil. Lin Bo tasted it, and the father and daughter combined the plate and ate it with the fried rice and wild vegetable rice.

Dong Shuangshuang and Dong Dong ran to the kitchen here with plates, and imitated Lin Yutong to mix the rice again. Dong Cheng turned his head and said to Fan Ying, "Get some Chinese food. Don't eat that for me..." After moving the bricks for a whole afternoon, they did heavy physical work, and they couldn't eat a bite. This felt really fucked.

After dinner, the bonfire was lit, and Yang Yi, An Ning, Dong Dong, Fan Ying were all about to show their faces. So, I naturally arranged such a link to ask them to show up at night.

This is the part of promoting people. Lin Yutong and Zhu Zhu both sit behind without showing their heads. Personally, the purpose of the Dong family is to support their children, and Lin Bo is just to find a platform to satisfy everyone's spy. He doesn't want to ask people to always explore their daughter's background with curiosity. Therefore, as long as Yang Yi participates, the proportion of the Dong family is not a great deal.

There were many people squatting around the yard, on the trees and on the roofs, to see the stars. In this environment, Lin Bo didn’t want to ask his daughter to show up.

He thought so, but the program team didn't know that he thought so.

After one by one sings and dances were over, the people arranged by the program team called out to Lin Yutong, "Come one! Come one! Come one!"

Lin Bo waved his hand to He Ning, but the people around him were making too many excuses, and he rushed forward.

An Ning smiled and said, "Tongtong is shy. This is not like your parents."

Zhu Zhu's expression changed. Just as she was about to rush over, Lin Yutong held her down and smiled and stood up, "I haven't learned to sing and dance seriously, so just do it." Can't sing well or not? What a big deal, it's really a mess, just pinch this passage.

But she was troubled by what to sing when she stood up. She could sing a lot before, but she forgot it over time. She remembered the previous life, should she sing a big production? It must be scary! But except for the main melody songs, other songs can be hummed occasionally, and they must not be able to sing them completely. But then she thought, what's wrong with the main melody? Isn't it just that I'm afraid of public opinion writing? The best way to deal with it is not to suppress it. There is also a kind of public opinion in this world called national public opinion. As long as the tone is set, no one dares to come out and talk nonsense.

So she bowed, looked at the fields hidden in the darkness outside the yard, and opened her mouth and sang: "Our hometown... in the fields of hope... smoke drifted on the newly built houses... the river flowed beside the beautiful village... a piece of winter wheat... that... a piece of sorghum... ten miles of lotus pond... ten miles of fruit fragrance... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas... alas..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was particularly loud and clear. Lin Yutong was stunned for a moment.

He Ning slapped his thigh: "Cable No. 1...Cable No. 2..." He was really excited. The entertainment program has been criticized by many people, and it is not so easy to pass the review. But this is a rare thing to see such a high-quality main theme in the entertainment program.

This song is easy to resonate, and when the second sing is singing, someone will play the beat.

"Our ideal... in the field of hope... the seedlings are heading in the sweat of farmers... cattle and sheep grow up in the sound of the shepherd's flute... the east gang of the west village sprinklers... the northern border sows... the southern country's field... ah yo yo... ah yo yo... ah yo... ah yo... ah yo... we have worked in this field for generations... dressed up for her... dressed up for her..."

As she sang, she became moved and her eyes became wet. She remembered the days when she was an educated youth in the Northeast, the warm labor scene, and the pure feelings at that time. "Our future... in the field of hope..." Yes! It is hope! Thinking of those who died on the battlefield, it is not for that hope, "...People live in the bright sunshine...Life changes in people's labor...The old people raise their glasses and laugh...The young man plays the piano and girl sings..." If you haven't experienced it, you don't know how difficult it is for the song to come, "Ah, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh

After singing, she burst into tears without realizing it. At this moment, she suddenly knew what she should do. She wanted to do something and make people remember those heroes who did not leave their names for various reasons.

Thunderous applause sounded, and cheers were heard one after another. Her voice may not be the best, and there was no skill at all, but the emotions contained therein were enough to infect anyone.

He Ning ran over and said, "What kind of song is this? Is it original?"

Lin Yutong was stunned. What does it mean? There is no such song?

Then this is really unexplainable, "That's right." She replied vaguely.

Even if she doesn't have this song, she won't take much advantage. She doesn't have many songs to remember anyway. She will donate all the income from this song in the future.

Dong Cheng looked at Lin Bo with a deep meaning. He didn't believe that this song was taken out by a child temporarily. It must have been prepared by Lin Bo in advance. The main theme is good, such a passionate main theme, such a packaging, and the tone is probably decided. Which entertainment gossip is fine to find the child's fault? Even if it is not good, the red color on the body can cover up all the ugliness.

Lin Bo had a smile on his face. Of course he understood the benefits of this, but it was really not arranged by him in advance. Today he was even more surprised than others. When the child stood out, he had already thought about how to negotiate with the program team and pinched this paragraph. Who would have thought that her mouth opened her voice and made people's hearts bright. When he heard the content, he was stunned. It can be said that the child found a path that was the best and most difficult to walk. It is easy to understand this, that is, once it is done, no one needs to worry about the rest. With one force, who can challenge the national public opinion? The most difficult to walk. This means that not everyone can understand it. Without high-quality good packaging, it cannot be done.

Waiting for the evening session to end, the three of them returned to the house. Lin Bo asked Lin Yutong with a serious face, "Do you want to sing?"

"No!" Lin Yutong felt it was necessary to talk to Lin Bo. She said bluntly: "If I want to invest in filming some main theme movies, TV series, or even documentaries, do you think it's OK?"

How could you have such an idea?

Not all movies and TV series can make money, let alone documentaries.

"This is a money-burning thing. It is often invested in billions of dollars." Lin Bo was afraid that Lin Yutong would not know the depth of it, but it would not hurt her enthusiasm. "I don't ask why you suddenly had such an idea. This way, if you have a good script in your hand, you can take it to me. Then the company discusses it and thinks it is feasible, so let's shoot it." He gritted his teeth and said this, even if it was a loss of money. Who told the child to open his mouth and make a request to him, the father, for the first time?

"It's okay. Just take a photo if you want." Zhu Zhu came out after taking a shower and listened to a few words, "Mom invests in you."

Lin Yutong waved her hand, "In the business, one code will be converted into one code. I'll take a notebook first, and you can see. If it works, let's talk about it later."

Lin Yutong didn't sleep that night, so she simply opened her notebook. She had too many things to write.

Fang Yun, Yu Xiaoman, Samba, Huaizi, He Weihua... There are too many people, everyone can be the protagonist...

The next morning, Lin Bo saw an email from Lin Yutong. When he opened it, he was stunned by the introduction alone. What Lin Yutong gave her was the first two episodes of the script based on Fang Yun.

Lin Bo watched the content of the two episodes for two hours before looking up, "To be honest, the script format and plot arrangement are not very professional, but the story structure is very attractive. I am very optimistic..." As he said, he said strangely: "Since you are interested, why didn't you apply for the major of TV, movie, drama screenwriter, but went for the news."

"Journalism is an ordinary major, and there is no need for a professional exam." Lin Yutong casually responded, "What I learned is not important, "I can study by myself in the future. Moreover, if I think this book is not good now, I can ask someone to memorize it..."

Of course. Lin Bo had already thought about this just now. Such a good story, I think I can invite those old gentlemen to do it myself.

The two forgot that the camera was still on in the room now.

The staff of the monitoring room said to He Ning: "What's wrong? Are you advertising for Haina's next drama?"

It's not like it.

The lights in the room were on all night, and the eldest lady Lin did pound on her laptop all night.

Because I had something in my heart, the family was not very enthusiastic about the filming of the next day's program. This day was relaxed than yesterday, and the family gave 50 yuan living expenses, so that was even simpler. Lin Yutong was resting in the house, Lin Bo and Zhu Zhu took Yang Yi out to the small market in the village to purchase.

As a result, I met An Ning halfway. She smiled and said hello, "...I didn't expect Tongtong's voice to be so good. Do you want to show this? I can introduce the teacher..."

Yang Yi glanced at the boss lady and smiled and said, "Sister An Ning is really good at joking. Isn't your vocal teacher in Haina now?" It's important to take the team! Boss, you are determined to be on your side.

An Ning was a little embarrassed, "Look at me, I couldn't help it when I saw this good talent." As he said, he asked, "Tongtong sang original last night. I don't know which master Mr. Lin invited to write it. You know, I'm preparing for the next album. There's a title song missing."

Zhu Zhu looked at Lin Bo with a smile, but she didn't believe that he didn't understand An Ning's meaning. This was not about looking for a master to write a song, but about Tong Tong's singing. It was so tactful, so she didn't want to open her mouth and wait for Lin Bo to take the initiative to deliver it to her. I really don't know where the confidence came from?

Lin Bo took a deep breath, feeling unable to say what it felt. Under Zhu Zhu and An Ning's gaze, he smiled: "I understand what you mean. But, I can't make the decision. I have to ask the child's mother first and then ask the child. What I said doesn't count."

The photographer behind him shook his hands, big boss, after listening to his wife's children, he said so confidently, where is your face? Do you still want it?
Chapter completed!