Yangyang’s excited little face was flushed, his words incoherent, but others could still pick up some cause and effect from what he was saying.
In short, Jiang Lai helped out, these things were gifts from the villagers.
"So many gifts?"
Yu Yan looked incredulous as she scanned the room, then spotted a bag of dried shrimp skins in the corner.
"Wow, there are shrimp!! And cured meat!!"
Besides shrimp and meat, one staff member had three or four dried salted fish hanging around his neck, and the basket contained corn and cabbage, indicating quite a large quantity.
With the rice that Jiang Lai was carrying herself, she had managed to gather all the supplies in one trip!
"Wow, what did you do for them to give you so much stuff!"
Yang Bing was also extremely surprised. Although the villagers here were enthusiastic, it wasn’t to the extent of giving so much food.
Jiang Lai nonchalantly replied.
"Nothing much, just helped harvest a few mu of rice. Our Yangyang was amazing too, helping carry the rice to the truck, so strong!"
Being praised nearly caused Yangyang’s little chest to burst, but when all the kids looked at him with envy, he felt a bit embarrassed.
Rourou walked over, looking up at him with a face full of admiration.
"Yangyang, you’re so awesome."
Tangguo also took the initiative to speak to Yangyang quietly.
"You’re even more awesome than Hengheng."
Yangyang’s little vanity felt immensely satisfied, standing next to Jiang Lai, he proudly introduced how he had just battled the big goose.
"She just grabbed my hat like this... gave it a toss, and suddenly I flew up. Do you know what this move is called?"
A few children had already surrounded Yangyang, especially Dan Dan, who kept urging.
"What is it, what is it, hurry and tell us!"
"Wind Fire Meteor Hammer! I’m the hammer!"
"Wow, Yangyang is so amazing."
"So cool, Yangyang!"
Since the show began, it was the first time Yangyang had gotten along so well with the other children, the mischievous kids in the camera gleamed with bright eyes and flushed cheeks, dancing with joy.
The three kids surrounded him in a group, only Hengheng quietly held Mo Wanwan’s hand, without speaking, with a bit of envy and loss in his eyes.
Previously, Rourou and Tangguo liked to play with him, but now they only played with Yangyang.
Furthermore, he keenly noticed that Mo Wanwan’s mood wasn’t great, although she seemed friendly on the surface, her hand was tightly clenched and her body slightly tense.
Hengheng could feel that his "mommy" wasn’t happy right now.
Why wasn’t she happy? Was mommy’s friend not playing with her either?
Jiang Lai glanced at Mo Wanwan, then turned his head to continue tidying up.
"Alright, everyone has completed their tasks. Next, let’s not distract everyone during lunch time, and use the ingredients at hand to prepare lunch."
The director’s statement left several moms stunned.
"We have to prepare lunch ourselves?"
Yu Yan, known for being straightforward, looked at the full table of dishes and felt a headache coming on.
"Of course, not only today but every day’s breakfast, lunch, and dinner from now on, we won’t be providing them anymore. We ask the moms to hurry and prepare a hearty lunch for the babies, cherish the food, and make good use of the ingredients at hand."
"Oh my god, I feel like I haven’t cooked in years."
Yang Bing felt overwhelmed, openly revealing her shortcomings to the camera with a laugh, looking at the younger ones.
"I can’t cook, can any of you?"
Yu Yan raised her hand.
"I can make tomato and egg stir-fry and cook rice."
Wang Xuan’er shook her head.
"I usually eat food prepared by others, my cooking skills are terrible, let’s not waste these ingredients."
"I’ll do it."
After a long silence, Mo Wanwan finally smiled with some serenity.
She would have a broadcast for kitchenware products coming up, and already knew in advance there would be a cooking demonstration segment, so she had practiced a few signature dishes at home, planning to cook while delivering commercials and increasing her popularity.
"Great, then you cook, I’ll help with whatever you need."
[Thankfully, someone can cook]
[Female celebrities really don’t cook at home, Wanwan truly seems like a gentle big sister]
The camera focused directly on Mo Wanwan’s face, as she set up the tableware and picked up a knife to slice the radish, she could clearly see the live broadcast’s bullet screen at such a close distance. It was her first time reading the bullet screen content, unsurprisingly, it was full of praise for her.
After preparing one dish, when the stove was turned on to pour the oil, suddenly the pre-prepared gas stove just wouldn’t light up, and Mo Wanwan tried again and again, her smile in front of the camera was hard to maintain.
"This gas stove seems to have a problem."
The staff came up to test it, confirming there was indeed an issue.
"Director, let’s switch stoves, this one won’t light."
"We only prepared this one, there’s no other choice."
Mo Wanwan frowned.
"Then how do we make lunch?"
"Yes, director, you’re eating boxed meals, are we really going to let us and the kids go hungry?"
Rourou and Dan Dan, among several lively kids, also shouted along.
"Director, we need food!"
The director was helpless too; he hadn’t expected the pre-prepared gas stove to break down, and now sending someone to prepare another would take over an hour.
Suddenly, his eyes met the large grass stove set up in the yard.
"Isn’t there a stove over there? Feed the fire with wood, and it can be used for cooking."
At this point, everyone’s gaze shifted over, a rural stove half the height of a person, with two giant iron pots on either side. The iron pot was so deep it could fit an entire pig, a regular spatula couldn’t reach the bottom, they had to use a wooden scoop hanging nearby, as long as someone’s entire arm.
Compared to this, the utensils brought by the show crew were so delicate they resembled toy kitchenware.
[This is too much, who knows how to use such a deep and large stove?]
[I found that this show is truly dedicated to tormenting each guest]
[My hometown has this stove, the dishes cooked in it are incredibly fragrant]
[An authentic grass stove! The show crew is really mischievous]
The camera still focused on Mo Wanwan, who was supposed to cook, but now with the cookware changed, can she still do it?
Yu Yan carefully asked.
"Wanwan, can you handle this?"
Mo Wanwan looked a little troubled; such a deep pot and such a heavy spatula, she’d like to try but would likely embarrass herself.
Oh well, since no one else could use it anyway, it might be better to wait for the new gas stove and cook later.
Going hungry for a bit wouldn’t be a problem.
"I’m hungry!"
Yangyang tugged at Jiang Lai’s clothes.
"I’m hungry!"
The mischievous child’s nature was about to explode again, Jiang Lai quickly covered his mouth, looking at the stove.
"Let me give it a try."