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

   Chapter 402 402. The task came quite suddenly

  No one was seen everywhere, so Li Zexuan and Li Zekai looked at their mobile phones and found a message from Xiao Xiao's family having breakfast after getting up.

   At eight o'clock, everyone arrived at Xiao Xiao's house and the live broadcast started.

   The breakfast on the last day is a combination of Chinese and Western.

  Except Li Meng, everyone brought out their specialty dishes, Lin Wan made cakes, Xia Mo made green vegetable lean meat porridge, Tao Jingyuan made custard buns, and Nan Nan made steamed pumpkin.

   When the steaming food was served, the children were drooling.

  【Group meal, so tempting to say】

  【Cheese roll, circle circle won’t get up early in the morning to make it, I didn’t make desserts on the live broadcast yesterday afternoon, so I went out to do a task again]

  【Today's breakfast is so rich, it looks like it was made by different people】

  【Swiss rolls may also be made by Xia Xia】

  【Does it matter who does it? Xia Xia and Quanquan don't distinguish each other, is that matcha flavor? my favourite】

  【Pumpkin is also my love, I don’t get tired of eating it every day】

  【I like to drink porridge, the steaming porridge in winter is good for nourishing the stomach】

  【The atmosphere is still quite happy, so good】

  【The cubs are eating well, everyone is holding a bowl of porridge and steamed buns in their hands]

  【We are going to part at noon, I am so reluctant, especially Xinxin, will I never see him again in this show in the future]

  The children sat together, the cubs who were usually picky eaters were not picky eaters, and this group meal became very delicious.

  The adults also ate breakfast happily without mentioning the difference.

   Pei Lingfeng and Zheng Kuo began to liven up the atmosphere, and took the initiative to ask everyone if they had any plans and whether they wanted to play mahjong again.

   The last half day was spent playing mahjong?

   Everyone held different opinions, and before the result came out, the radio sounded.

"Good morning, we will complete a task this morning. This is also the last task of this program. It is less than a month before the Spring Festival. What is the Spring Festival in everyone's memory? Is it making dumplings or making steamed buns? Is it cleaning or posting couplets? Is it to set off firecrackers or go to the New Year?"

"Originally we didn't plan to assign tasks, but just now my colleague said that the Chinese New Year scene in the 1980s and 1990s will never go back? I discussed with the operator, why don't we restore the Spring Festival in the 1980s and 90s? All The tools you may use are all available in your house. We talked on the phone with the people who left the village temporarily and got their consent. After breakfast, we asked everyone to go back to their homes, clean the windows, cut the window grilles, and paste them. Window grilles, writing couplets, pasting couplets…”

   The task came quite suddenly.

   "Mahjong can't be done." Pei Lingfeng grabbed the half-bitten steamed bun: "Go home after eating."

   "I don't need to do anything about the hygiene, it's very clean, and the window grilles need to be cut by myself, which is a bit embarrassing..." Before it started, Solvay was already worried.

"One more thing, you can cut the window decorations together. I know that some of you have good craftsmanship. After cutting, take them home and post them." It's also his own calligraphy, right, left in the village as a souvenir.

  Lin Wan looked at the eldest stepson and the second stepson, isn't calligraphy their specialty? In the original world, many children practice calligraphy since childhood, and they can get to grade 10 before graduating from primary school. This world refers to some rules of the original world, and the chickens and rolls are almost the same, so they must have no problem writing.

   Both brothers looked at Li Yanchen.

  Lin Wan followed their gaze, is Li Yanchen very good? A man's hand, a man's words, a man's voice... This is what Lin Wan likes very much.

   If Li Yanchen can really write Junxiu's calligraphy, Lin Wan decides to perform on the spot to bite his face.

  Li Yanchen ate breakfast casually, pretending not to know that his sons were looking at him.

His calligraphy was practiced when he released pressure. During the years when his brother left, he had a lot of things hidden in his stomach and could not be excreted, so he practiced calligraphy in the office. On the sofa, when their sons saw them, they realized that their father's handwriting was so beautiful that every page could be used as a copybook.

   Of course, when he was studying in country H, Li Yanchen also insisted on practicing hard pen calligraphy for several years. When he wrote those Chinese characters one by one, he felt like a warm Chinese.

  Lin Wan's words can only be said to be read.

  The director said that it doesn’t matter if you look good or not, the main thing is to write it yourself, it is a souvenir.

   Before breakfast was over, everyone received the news. In addition to the cleaning tools placed in the yard, there was also the red paper that every house would carry. The staff told the guests where it was stored.

   As for the pen and ink, the purchasing staff is already on the way, and the stationery store in the town sells it.

   After returning home.

  Lin Wan found scissors and paper.

   The three children sat on the stool with their work in a daze. The labor skills class has been taught since childhood, and the windows have been cut, but they are all taught by the teacher step by step, and they operate independently. Everyone really doesn’t know how to start.

   "I'll cut the paper first." Li Yanchen started the preparations.

  Lin Wan raised his head: "Aren't you worried at all? You have to turn in your homework at eleven o'clock."

   "Didn't the director just say that someone would do it? Why don't we take these from house to house and see? If I cut it myself, if it breaks, the paper is just that." Lin Wan thinks it's better not to be too confident, and to play steadily.

   "Ms. Lin is right, let's go, Boss Li, let's walk all the way, it's boring to save face at this time." Li Zexin agreed.

   Five people put scissors and red paper into a woven bamboo basket and went to other homes for help.

   Mai Mai's house, surrounded by many people.

  Nan Nan sat in the middle, unfolded the paper, and saw that she had skillfully folded it in half a few times, then flipped it back and forth with scissors a few times, spread it out, and finished a beautiful window grille.

  The five members of the Li family saw this battle when they passed by, and immediately guessed that Nan Nan was the person who could cut window grilles in the director's mouth.

   Five people entered the courtyard.

  Feifei’s family, and two families came here. Feifei’s craftsmanship is excellent, while Dudu and Doudou are learning.

  Feifei will pause for a while at each step to explain, and soon Dudu and Doudou have learned it.

   Paper cutting is one of every child's favorite things to do.

  When Doudou plays by himself, he also uses plastic scissors to cut out different shapes from useless paper.

  【Feifei's craftsmanship is better than adults, and he is really good at teaching】

  【Are the arts the same? Feifei knows clay, so paper cutting is also good, but Nan Nan is also very good at it, which is quite unexpected. I thought it was Teacher Xia at first. In my parents’ time, many people could cut.]

   [Upstairs, are you Mr. Neihan Xia? 】

  【That’s not what I mean, I just want to express that there are a lot of things in Nannan Club】

  【Didn’t you say that art is the same? Nannan who sells clothes may design clothes, and they will be rounded and cut.]

  【I understand, what logic is this, it really sucks, hahahaha]

   (end of this chapter)