国产三级农村妇女系列

No one was seen around. Li Zexuan and Li Zekai finally checked their phones and found a message from Xiao Yi’s family about having breakfast at their place.

By eight o’clock, everyone had arrived at Xiao Yi’s house, and the live broadcast began.

The last day’s breakfast was a fusion of Chinese and Western cuisines.

Except for Li Meng, everyone brought their signature dishes. Lin Wan made the cake, Xia MO cooked vegetable and lean meat porridge, Tao Jingyuan made custard buns, and Nannan steamed some pumpkin.

The children’s mouths watered as they looked at the delicious food.

[A meal together again? So tempting!]

[Cheesecake? Did Lin Wan bake it early in the morning? They didn’t livestream making desserts yesterday afternoon and went out for a mission instead.]

[Today’s breakfast is so abundant. It’s evident that it’s made by different people.]

[The Swiss roll could have been made by Xia, right?]

[Does it matter who made it? Xia MO and Lin Wan are inseparable. By the way, is it matcha flavor? It’s my favorite!]

[Pumpkin is also my favorite. I can eat it every day without getting tired.]

[I like to drink porridge, especially hot porridge in winter. It’s good for the stomach.]

[The atmosphere is quite joyful. It’s nice like this.]

[The kids are behaving well. Each of them is holding a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun.]

[They’re going to be separated at noon. IVs hard to let go, especially for Xinxin.

Will we never see him in this show again?]

The children sat together, and even the picky eaters among them were enjoying the meal. It turned out to be exceptionally delicious.

The adults didn’t mention the upcoming departure and happily enjoyed their breakfast.

Pei Lingfeng and Zheng Kuo started to liven up the atmosphere and asked everyone if they had any plans. They also suggested playing Mahjong again.

People had different opinions about that, but before a decision was reached, the broadcast started.

“Good morning! This morning, we will complete a mission, which is also the final mission of this season. The Spring Festival is less than a month away. What do you remember about the Spring Festival? Is it making dumplings or steamed buns? Is it cleaning or hanging paper-cut decorations? Is it setting off firecrackers or paying New Year visits?”

“At first, we didn’t plan on assigning a mission, but just now, my colleague mentioned the Spring Festival in the 1980s and 1990s. Can we ever go back to that again? After discussing with the group, we thought, why not recreate the atmosphere of the Spring Festival in the 1980s and 1990s? All the tools you may need are in your houses. We have also contacted the villagers who temporarily left the village and received their consent. After breakfast, please return to your own homes, clean up, cut paper flowers, write couplets, paste them…”

This mission came quite suddenly.

“No more Mahjong then,” Pei Lingfeng said while holding a half-eaten steamed bun. “Let’s go home after eating.”

“We don’t need to do much cleaning. It’s pretty clean. But cutting window flowers might be a bit difficult…” Su Wei was already worrying even before they started.

“Let me add something. We can cut window flowers together. I know some of you are good at crafts. After cutting them, you can take them home and put them up,” said the director through the microphone again. “As for writing couplets, we suggest that each family write their own. Even if they don’t look good, they will be your own masterpiece. Keep them in the village as a memento.”

Lin Wan looked at her family. Writing with a brush wasn’t their specialty. In her original world, many children practiced calligraphy from a young age and could reach the tenth level before finishing primary school. This world followed some similar rules to her original world, so their calligraphy skills should be fine.

The two brothers looked at Li Yanchen.

Following their gaze, Lin Wan wondered if Li Yanchen was skilled in calligraphy. A man’s hands, a man’s handwriting, a man’s voice… Those were things Lin Wan loved.

If Li Yanchen could create elegant calligraphy, Lin Wan decided to show her love by biting his cheek on the spot.

Li Yanchen casually ate breakfast and pretended not to notice his sons’ gazes.

He practiced calligraphy as a means to relieve stress. During the years when his older brother was away, he kept many things hidden and had no way to release them. So, he practiced calligraphy in his office and kept it a secret from everyone. However, one day when he returned home, he left his notebook on the sofa, and his sons discovered how beautiful his handwriting was. Every page could be used as a model for calligraphy.

When Li Yanchen studied in Country H, he also practiced hard-pen calligraphy for a few years. When writing each stroke of those Chinese characters, he felt like a person with warmth and potential.

As for Lin Wan’s calligraphy, it could only be described as legible.

The director said that it didn’t matter if it looked good or not. The important thing was to write it yourself and leave it as a memento.

Before finishing breakfast, everyone received a message. In addition to the cleaning tools placed in the yard, there were also red papers that would be used in every household. The crew informed the guests where to find them.

As for brushes and ink, the procurement team was already on the way, and the stationery store in town had them for sale.

After returning home, Lin Wan found scissors and paper.

The three children sat on chairs with their materials. They had taken art and craft classes since they were young and had cut paper flowers before, but it was always under a teacher’s guidance. Now that they had to do it on their own, they didn’t know where to start.

“Let me cut the paper first.” Li Yanchen prepared to get started.

Lin Wan raised her head. “Aren’t you worried? The assignment is due at eleven. ”

“The director said someone would help, right? How about we go door-to-door with these materials in case we ruin anything?” Lin Wan thought it would be better to be cautious and take it step by step instead of being overconfident.

“Ms. Lin is right. Let’s go, Mr. Li. We’ll walk all the way there. It’s not worth it to care about our image at a time like this,” Li Zexin said.

The five of them packed the scissors and red paper into a woven basket and went to seek help from other families.

At Wheatley’s house, many people had gathered.

When the Li family passed by and saw the scene, they immediately guessed that Nannan was the person mentioned by the director who could cut beautiful window flowers.

The five of them entered the courtyard.

At Feifei’s house, two other families were also present. Feifei was extremely skilled in arts and crafts, and Tutu and Doudou were learning from him.

Feifei would pause and explain at each step, and soon both Tutu and Doudou learned how to do it.

Every child loved cutting papers.

Doudou used plastic scissors to cut the unused paper into different shapes.

[Feifei’s skills are even better than an adult’s. He’s really good at teaching others too]

[Isn’t art interconnected? Feifei is good at modeling clay, so it’s no surprise she’s skilled at paper-cutting too. Nannan is also really good at it. That’s quite unexpected. I initially thought it would be Teacher Xia who could do it. In my parent’s generation, many people knew how to cut paper.]

[Hey, are you implying that Teacher Xia is old?]

[No, that’s not what I meant. I wanted to express that Nannan is skilled in many things]

[Aren’t they saying that art is all connected? Nannan sells clothes, so she might be able to design them and, in a roundabout way, do some cutting.]

[I understand now. What kind of logic is that? You’re really stretching it..

Hahaha…]