Not long after Song Jinze and Xiao Yi were busy, Ye Zhenzhen woke up.

Song Yuchen felt the movement, his sleepy eyes didn't even open, he arched his arms holding Ye Zhenzhen, and the little milk said softly, "Mom, is dad cooking outside?"

He heard the sound of chopping vegetables.

"should be."

As soon as Ye Zhenzhen finished speaking, the little guy heard Xiao Yi's voice from outside the tent, "Why don't the ingredients given by the program team even have a rolling pin?"

"Ah!" Xiaochen exclaimed and crawled out of the bed, "It's brother Xiao Yi!"

"No, it's Uncle Xiao Yi!"

"Mom, I'll go out and have a look first, you can sleep for a while!" The little guy got out of the tent excitedly.

Outside the tent, Song Jinze's vegetables were cut in half. He didn't cook very much, and he was not very proficient in cutting vegetables, so he was very slow.

And Xiao Yi wanted to roll out dumpling wrappers, but found that there was no rolling pin, and he was sitting at the table pinching small pieces of dough. When he turned his head to look at Song Jinze, he found that Song Yuchen had gotten up.

"Little guy, wake up, have you slept well?"

Song Yuchen laughed and shouted, "Good morning, Dad! Good morning, Uncle!"

Then he leaned over to Xiao Yi and replied, "Sleeping is okay, hehe, this is the first time I sleep outside in a tent with my parents, it's fun!"

"Uncle, are you playing with the dough as plasticine?"

The movements of Xiao Yi's hands froze, and he looked up at the little guy, "Uncle is making dumpling wrappers, your father was playing with dough as plasticine just now, and he can't even knead dough."

"Forehead……"

Song Yuchen naturally knew about his father's cooking skills. The last time he made breakfast for his mother, he had to read it on a tablet, so he believed Uncle Xiao Yi's words.

Song Jinze heard Xiao Yi say this to his son, and asked Song Yuchen with a green onion in his hand, "Xiao Chen, do you want to add green onions to the meat stuffing?"

Xiao Yi and Song Yuchen turned their heads at the same time.

Song Yuchen nodded, "Yes, grandma said that adding some scallions to the dumplings will make them more delicious~"

Song Jinze glanced at Xiao Yi expressionlessly, and curled his lips, "Okay, add green onions!"

Xiao Yi: ...

Just like that, Xiao Yi watched Song Jinze take a knife and start cutting onions...

"Hey! Cut less!"

As for Xiao Yi's words, Song Jinze Quan pretended not to hear them.

[Mr. Song cut the onions so finely, hahaha! 】

[Xiao Yi, who made you talk so cheap, why are you tearing down our Mr. Song's platform in front of Xiaochen, hahaha! 】

[Actually, it doesn't matter whether they are green or not, the main reason is that I have seen different feelings from these two men. Is this called falling in love and killing each other? 】

[I misunderstood Xiao Yi before, thinking that he was on the show to find our sister Zhenzhen, but now it seems that his goal is not sister Zhenzhen, but Mr. Song. 】

[Our film emperor Xiao is here to clarify the relationship, lest you think about it, Zhenzhen and Song are always husband and wife, actor Xiao and them are friends, is this hard to understand? 】

[Two big handsome guys, plus a little handsome guy, standing together, this picture is amazing, woo woo woo~]

【I want to be Ye Zhenzhen, I want to hold the younger one, and wait for the two older ones to make dumplings for me, ahhh!】

Soon, Ye Zhen Zhen changed her clothes and came out of the tent. The sea breeze brushed her delicate fair face and lifted her long black hair that fell down her back.

Song Jinze stopped what he was doing, turned to look at her, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

In the tent last night, he saw that Zhen Zhen didn't sleep soundly, and didn't fall asleep until very late, so when he got up, he would walk lightly, for fear of disturbing their mother and child.

"Woke up, are you going to make dumplings?" Ye Zhenzhen asked Song Jinze, pointing to the vegetables he had cut, with a slightly surprised expression on her face.

"Well, make dumplings."

"If you want to make dumplings, you may need to chop the carrots and cabbage a little more, otherwise the carrots will be too big, and the dumpling skin will be broken after a while."

Song Jinze looked at the diced carrots he had cut, and nodded, "Okay, then I'll chop a little more."

[Tsk tsk tsk~ Listen to this tone, listen to it, what my wife says is what she says, this is true love, Mr. Song simply dislikes Xiao Yi, everyone, don't think too much about it! 】

[What should I do if they are swollen, the three of them stand together and one small one looks really good looking, so beautiful, this scene! 】

[There is a kind of fireworks like a fairy coming down to earth! 】

【puff! The previous description is absolutely perfect. These people really are, they obviously have a face that does not eat the fireworks of the world, but now they are doing things that are down-to-earth. 】

"Mom! Come and see, Uncle Xiao Yi is so good at making dumpling wrappers with his hands~"

Xiao Yi held the formed dumpling wrapper in his hand and shook it towards Ye Zhenzhen, "Actually, it's nothing, the main reason is that I don't have a rolling pin, otherwise I can make it better."

Ye Zhen Zhen stepped forward and took a look, "It's really amazing to be able to do this with bare hands!"

"Hey, uncle, my mother praised you very much. Let me tell you, my mother is very good at making dumplings. The dumplings she made last time were delicious!"

Xiao Yi smiled, "Well, the dumplings made by uncle are also delicious, and you can comment on them after you taste them."

"OK!"

Song Jinze inadvertently glanced at the two guys, one big and one small, and the smile on his wife's face. His eyes sank slightly, and he asked Song Yuchen, "Song Yuchen, did you brush your teeth and wash your face when you came out of the tent just now?"

Song Yuchen shook his head, "No, I'll go now."

"Come on, mom, let's go wash up together."

"good!"

After the mother and son left, Xiao Yi started to sing, and he sang very happily. Hey, if he is happy, some people will be unhappy, hehe!

Based on his understanding of Song Jinze, this bastard, he could quickly judge that this guy was deliberately sending Song Yuchen away.

Isn't it just that Zhen Zhen said that he didn't cut the radish well, and then came to praise her dumpling skin? As for that!

A cheapskate and a black-bellied person, he has been doing this since he was a child!

Song Jinze couldn't stand Xiao Yi's singing, he looked up at the dumpling wrappers made by the other party, and asked, "You've been busy for so long, how many are you making?"

Xiao Yi raised his right forehead. Looking at Song Jinze's appearance, the corners of his lips curled up, and suddenly he shouted in a soft voice, "Brother! Can't you be gentle with me? I'm already working, why don't you so…"

Song Jinze: ...

[Fuck! I can't stand Xiao Yingdi's big brother shouting! 】

[Hahahaha, Mr. Song's face has turned dark, I'm dying of laughter! 】

[I've never felt that actor Xiao was so noisy, I really saw it today! 】

[A man is a teenager until he dies, and he will only be like this in front of his good friends and brothers. They really want to laugh to death! 】

[I love watching, I love watching so much, hahaha, Zhenzhen is so lucky to be able to face such handsome guys! 】

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