The film emperor sighed and said deliberately.

    "I thought it was a trip to go, but I didn''t expect to come to the countryside to participate in the metamorphosis."

    His son is also very skinny. "Dad, I only participated in the metamorphosis at my age. You can come back at your age... Hey, it''s all earned!"

    "Ha ha ha."

    There was a cheerful atmosphere all around.

    -

    The guests are either stars or bosses. The program team clearly wants them to make a fool of themselves. The audience also wants to see this!

    The guests really didn''t disappoint them, because they couldn''t adapt to rural life, causing a series of chicken flying and dog jumping things, which made the audience in the live studio laugh back and forth

    Hey? Something''s wrong!

    The woman in the corner, why do you chop firewood so smoothly!

    Yes, Chu is chopping firewood.

    I saw her erect such a thick wooden pile and chop it down with a knife. The firewood was split in two in an instant. It looked very symmetrical to the naked eye.

    As soon as she lifted her long hair, she continued to look for the next victim... Victim wood.

    [a little rustling...]

    [no, I want to say why Chu Wu, a soft and weak girl, should do the manual work of chopping firewood? Where''s Mr. Bo? Where''s Mr. Bo?]

    [brother, touch your conscience. Look at this wooden corpse that died miserably all over the ground. Did you tell me that she is a soft and weak girl? Ah.]

    [no insight! Mr. Bo is a little wife. How can he do such dirty work? We Chu can always be spoiled.]

    As soon as the camera turned, the audience saw Bo Jinyuan cooking on the country stove.

    Audience:

    [although, although he is said to be a little wife, Mr. Bo is also a little young master with a golden spoon. Can he really cook? It''s still a country stove. You have to burn firewood yourself!]

    The dishes have been washed and cut, and they are waiting to be put into the pot.

    The man looked cool and noble, but he stood in front of the stove full of smoke and fire, with an apron in front of him.

    "Where did Mr. Bo get his apron?" A photographer spoke.

    The man who paid off Lingling''s eyes one second ago suddenly softened, "help me surround clearly. She said it''s good-looking."

    [ChuChu... That''s a pet.]

    I''m on it again

    [good looking? Chu always lied to you! Mr. Bo, don''t believe it!]

    [u1s1, this man''s face is amazing. It''s obviously a big red flower with green in the Northeast soil coat, but wearing him gives me the illusion that it''s an advanced customization of G family. He doesn''t look good at Paris fashion week.]

    [of course! Who do you think can control president Chu''s little wife?]

    Then he saw Bo Jinyuan pouring oil, cooking and frying.

    He didn''t have the feeling of being ready when he did something seriously. Instead, he seemed to stir fry the dishes in the big pot very casually. After a while, the first dish came out of the pot.

    [with this color, I think it''s delicious?]

    Smelling the fragrance, the son of the film emperor who became a fire girl immediately came out. Bo Jinyuan looked at him and finally handed him a pair of chopsticks.

    "Is it delicious?" Asked the man.

    The boy nodded fiercely. A pair of eyes stuck to the dish and couldn''t take it off!

    "Still want to eat?"

    Nod.

    "Give your father the job of sweeping chicken manure in the afternoon. In exchange, you can stay and have dinner with us."

    The boy thought about his father''s craft and looked at his eyes

    Continue to nod firmly.

    [hahaha, he is worthy of being a businessman. Mr. Bo is really good at it!]

    [I love Qi Yingdi and don''t know anything, so my son sold me to sweep chicken dung with cheap money for a meal.]

    [Qi Xiaobei, will your conscience hurt if you pit your father like this!?]