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Chapter 399 Epilogue
Chapter 399 Epilogue
A group of people chattered to comfort Cheng Huaan, and finally let Cheng Huaan out of his sad mood.
Everyone also tacitly changed the topic to his usual work, and no longer mentioned his family.
05:30 in the afternoon.
The sun above the head is no longer as fierce as at noon, and the wind with the smell of the sea blowing from the south also makes people feel a lot cooler.
"Old man, take us to visit your cornfield." Tang Heming suggested.
Cheng Huaan smiled and said, "Medium."
Putting on sleeves, masks, and sun hats, a group of people in full armor set off.
On the road.
Tang Heming seemed to be particularly afraid of being exposed to the sun. He was wearing a sun protection suit, but he still walked away from the sun.
If there is a wall, slip to the base of the wall, and if there is shade, hide in the shade of the tree.
Everyone walked in front, and he was the only one hanging behind, standing in the shadow and looking around, looking for the next shadow, he stooped again, ran over quickly, and then repeated the process.
Suddenly a husky was missing from the team, and everyone felt a little weird.
"Why don't you see Xiao Tang?" Zhang Ziyue asked.
The person who had been bickering with her suddenly stopped talking, and she was not used to it.
When she asked, the others also responded, that's right, where did Tang Heming go?
Yu Hong said, "I saw him when I went out."
"Did you fall behind?"
Yang Minghui looked around, except for his own group of people, who were the accompanying staff, there was indeed no sign of Tang Heming.
Zhang Ziyue said: "He is right behind."
A group of people looked behind, and then saw Tang Heming who looked like a thief.
"Mr. Tang, the corn is the scientific research achievement of the old man, and it cannot be stolen!" Zhang Ziyue shouted at him.
"I didn't intend to steal corn!"
Over there, Tang Heming replied "anxiously".
Yu Hong made up the knife: "It's not okay to steal landmines!"
"Haha."
Even Cheng Huaan was amused.
His posture and sneakiness are indeed like stealing mines.
When he caught up with the main force, Ren Ming asked, "Teacher Tang, what are you doing behind?"
Tang Heming said smugly: "I'm hiding from the sun. As a member of the CCTV idol group, my face can't be sunburned. An idol group like me still relies on my face to make a living."
His smelly and shameless appearance once again aroused everyone's desire to complain.
Yu Hong said: "You do rely on your face to make a living, but it's not about your looks, but your thick skin."
Yang Minghui looked serious, "Prepare for a drug test."
Zhang Ziyue said: "No need to check, he must have taken too much medicine."
Looking at Cheng Huaan, who was cheerful because of their bickering, Ren Ming felt very tired.
In front of the old man, can we pay attention to our own image, are those words what the CCTV host should say?
"Old man, I made you laugh."
Cheng Huaan smiled and said, "It's lively, it's good."
When he wakes up every day, there is nothing but corn. He has not experienced this scene of a group of people chatting and laughing together, as happy as elementary school students on a spring outing.
A group of people came to the corn field talking and laughing.
Under Cheng Huaan's explanation, a group of hosts who had never been in the field noticed that these seemingly similar corns were actually divided into several different varieties.
Some are high-yielding, some are resistant to lodging, some are resistant to diseases and insect pests, some are low-moisture, some are eaten, some are used for feeding, and so on.
The job of breeding experts like Cheng Huaan is to concentrate all the excellent traits of these corns on one seed as much as possible.
Breeding a "perfect" seed that exists only in imagination is what they have been pursuing all their lives.
When talking about this, Cheng Hua'an's eyes were bright, his speech was fluent, and his spirit was not at all like that of an 86-year-old man.
At this moment, he let everyone see what it means to be an expert and scholar.
Zhang Ziyue asked: "Old man, do you usually eat these corns by yourself?"
Cheng Huaan said with a smile: "I also eat it myself. I usually like to drink boiled noodles for dinner. Sometimes I also drink a few bowls of noodles for lunch."
Looking at other people's confused eyes, Ren Ming explained: "The old man's confusion is cornmeal porridge."
"Confused noodles are a special snack in our Nanjiang. Cornmeal is used as the soup base, and noodles and some dried vegetables are added to cook together."
"Because the cooked noodles taste soft and rotten, you hardly need to chew them, which is similar to drinking porridge, so they are also called muddled noodles."
His explanation made the people around him sigh even more.
The old man not only dressed plainly, but also had a simple life style. His basic necessities of life were no different from ordinary people.
Perhaps, it is precisely because he was born in the countryside, grew up in the countryside, and has dealt with land farmers all his life that he knows what the farmers think and is anxious about what the farmers are anxious about, and that he devoted himself to the breeding business without hesitation because of an aunt he met for the first time. And do it for a lifetime.
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After visiting the cornfield, the sun slowly set at 06:30.
Appreciating the infinitely beautiful sunset, smelling the fragrance of corn in the wind, everyone talked and laughed, and walked back leisurely.
Looking at the sunset in the sky, Yang Minghui suddenly felt emotional, "Suddenly discovered that the sunset and sunset glow that we have always taken for granted can also be so beautiful."
Zhang Ziyue also said: "Yeah, I used to keep my head down and be busy with work. It's been a long time since I looked up at the sky in such a leisurely way. I can't even remember the last time I watched the sunset like this."
She really didn't say these words to echo Yang Minghui, but to express her true inner thoughts.
As the famous desperate third mother on the news channel, Pi Xing Daiyue is really no exaggeration to describe her.
Tang Heming took over the conversation and said: "Sometimes try to slow down, and you will really find that there are so many beauties around you that you had previously overlooked."
After he finished speaking, Cheng Huaan also spoke, "You are all hosts, I am not as good at talking as you, but I think that as long as you study hard and work hard, you can live a fulfilling life every day, don't waste your time, and be worthy of your conscience , and hit it."
Yu Hong smiled and said, "It's still the old man who can see clearly."
Everyone was chatting, and Ren Ming beside him was thoughtful.
After listening to the old man's familiar accent all day, he also thought of her in Nanjiang many times.
It's just that the camera keeps shooting, and he can't show it.
Perhaps, if there is a chance, I can take advantage of my "position" and invite sister Li to come to the "Amazing Life" program group for two days?
This idea just flashed through his mind, and he also knew that now is not the time to think about those, the first episode can get 2000 million views first.
If you can't pass this hurdle, "A Great Life" is likely to face the risk of being cut, the show is gone, and it's useless to think about it.
seven o'clock.
It was completely dark, and the chirping of crickets replaced the chirping of cicadas during the day and became the background sound of this world.
The recording of the first issue of "Amazing Life" also came to an end with the arrival of night.
(End of this chapter)