The Useless Stepmom Brings Her Kids to Reality TV Shows to Photograph Them

Chapter 492: Eating Noodles Seriously

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Li Zexuan used chopsticks to pick a little and licked his lips. “It’s not spicy at all. ”

Then, he scooped a spoonful and poured it in.

“This chili is our head chef’s secret recipe. It contains yellow bean paste, green onions, garlic sprouts, sesame seeds, peanuts, chili powder… but it’s not spicy,” said the staff. “This is a must-try side dish for every meal.”

When the guests heard this, they all added some chili sauce to their bowls.

“I can eat chili now!” Feifei said happily and licked his chopsticks.

In the end, everyone finished all the noodles. They didn’t even leave a drop of the soup behind.

“I’m so satisfied.” Li Zexin rubbed his round belly.

“Li Zexin, how can you eat so much and not gain weight?” Li Zexuan asked enviously.

“I’m young. I have a good metabolism. Wind God eats just as much as me and is still thin,” he said proudly.

“Indeed, some people can start a dyeing workshop with just a little color. I won’t say anything more.” Li Zexuan picked up his glass of water and moved to the other side.

[Xuanxuan, you eat a lot too, and never gain weight.]

[Are there any guests here who eat less? Why is nobody getting fat?] [Did you guys forget about Tutu, Teacher Zheng, and Magician Xiao?]

[They’ve been like this since their first appearance. I mean other guests. They eat a lot, but they are so thin.]

[Bai Xue said she gains weight fast, so she has to control her diet.]

[The only ones who don’t gain weight are probably Lin Wan and Xinxin. Xinxin is too physically active, so he never gains weight. I envy Lin Wan. She eats everything during mealtime but never gains any weight.]

[I’ve decided to have noodles tonight too. It looks too tempting.]

[Life is short. When you can eat, just eat. Why bother with dieting? You’ll regret it when you can’t eat anymore.]

[Right. Eat when you can, and drink when you can.]

After filling their stomachs, the children and their parents took a walk together on the road outside.

Li Zekai walked between Tutu and Feifei.

Feifei burped. “Jiejie, why don’t you guys burp?”

“I rarely burp, Feifei. Did you swallow something wrong? Do you want to go back and drink some water?”

“It’s okay, I burp often. Let’s keep walking. When we get there, we can turn back.” Feifei pointed to a nearby pavilion. “Feifei, do you like noodles too?” Tutu asked.

“Yes, I do.”

“I like everything. My grandmother makes very delicious noodles. Do you want to try them?”

“Sure.”

“Then, after we go back, I’ll have my grandmother cook them for you.”

The three children agreed.

The adults walked slowly behind them.

Everyone praised the noodles they had today and then discussed the evening concert.

In a two-story building in the middle of the village, the production team had already set up the stage. It was a simple setup with a sound system and five microphones. To make the stage look livelier, the director had left a few staff members on duty, while the rest would be in the audience.

At 6:30 p.m., five cameras would start broadcasting the concert live. Everyone walked around and finally found the venue amid the broadcast announcement.

Everyone had seen this two-story building before, but no one had gone inside. The courtyard was spotless, with chili and corn hanging from the windows. It had a strong country vibe.

“You can take a look around first,” the assistant director said.

The guests went upstairs. That was when they saw the entire building. The second floor had cement walls and an unadorned cement floor. There was a room on the east side with a simple bed, and the quilt was neatly folded. There was a large rooftop with peanuts drying on it. It was evident that the owner of the building was very neat.

Because they needed space for the production team, everyone in the village had temporarily gone to the hotel.

“Mom, there are so many peanuts here.” Feifei pointed to the rooftop.

“Yes, there are. Feifei, look at the wall over there.” Tao Jingyuan pointed to the balcony railing.

“Wow, there are so many big yellow corns!” Feifei clapped his hands.

“Mom, won’t the plastic wrap on top break? If it breaks, will the peanuts get wet?” Feifei was worried.

“It won’t break. This is oilcloth paper. It’s very thick. If you look closely, you’ll see that it has several layers.”

“Yeah. Grandpa and Grandma must have made sure everything was ready before they left.”

“That’s right, Feifei. Let’s go down.”

Feifei held his mother’s hand and went back to the courtyard from the other side of the stairs. Lin Wan and Li Yanchen stood on the rooftop together.

“Wanwan, the scenery here is completely different.” Li Yanchen held Lin Wan’s shoulder. “Here, come to my side.”

“It’s all dark, with just a few lights,” Lin Wan looked in the direction Li Yanchen pointed.

“Don’t you think that it’s hazy but beautiful?”

“Beautiful? Oh, yes, it’s beautiful.”

“Gather up,” shouted Li Zexin from the first floor.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and the cameras were set in various corners.

They were ready to start at any moment.

The staff gave a signal, and everything was ready. The guests took their seats, and the live broadcast began.

[Wow, this venue is nice.] [Is this the first one?]

[They’re here!]

[Colorful lights? The rustic atmosphere is taken to the extreme.] [Everyone, understand that they have some LED lights. It’s not bad.]

[The production team has been getting wilder. Have they forgotten that this looks like a set in the 1990s?]

[As long as it looks good, who cares about the background? I forgot about it, too.]

“Now, I announce the start of the concert. The first guest is ready. Please welcome him with the warmest applause, ” the director said with a smile. Qi Ming opened the performance with his song “Walking Through Your World.”

His deep voice ranged from high to low, and it portrayed the joy and the reluctance in the lyrics to perfection.

Everyone was immersed in Qi Ming’s singing. They weren’t even breathing.

“Thanks to the production team, and thanks to all the guests. It’s great to know all of you,” said Qi Ming, and everyone started applauding.

“Uncle Qi sings so beautifully.”

“Dad, that was amazing!”

Li Yanchen clapped his hands. He had a deep admiration for people who sang well.

“This is Qi Ming’s signature song, right? I used to have it on repeat all the time.”

“I know this song! So, the original singer is Teacher Qi Ming. It’s an honor to hear it live.”

[Who hasn’t had this song on repeat?]

[I even set it as my ringtone.]

[So many memories. Anyone who’s heard this song must be at least thirty years old.]

[I’m twenty years old, and I’ve heard it too.]

[I listened to it with my mom. I have heard it so many times that I can sing it now.]

[Qi Ming, please sing “Wind” again!]

“Next, my wife and daughter will sing ‘Wind’ with me,” Qi Ming said.

[Wow, I knew “Wind” was coming!]

[Bai Xue, Bai Xue!]

Bai Xue and Qi Yue took the microphones.

The prelude began.

Bai Xue sang the first line.

[Her voice is so clear.]

[I didn’t expect Teacher Bai Xue to sing so beautifully on such a simple stage.]

[The first line is the hardest, and Teacher Bai Xue sang it flawlessly..]