Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

Song Qingyou never cared about other people's family affairs.

So I didn’t ask any more questions and just patiently explained to the child what ‘auntie’ meant.

Jiang Yi knew that he had said something wrong and apologized honestly: "Sister, I'm sorry."

The child, who was originally very excited, suddenly became half wilted.

Song Qingyou thought for a while and placed the cat bag on the other side between the two of them.

The child's attention was immediately attracted.

"Sister, cat!"

"His name is Zhizhi."

Before Song Qingyou finished speaking, the car suddenly stopped.

The two people in the back row stumbled forward.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingyou asked.

Jiang Zhihan looked through the rearview mirror and glanced at 'himself' who seemed to be sleeping soundly in the cat bag, with mixed emotions:

"nothing."

He just didn't expect that Song Qingyou would use 'him' to tease children.

Jiang Yike didn't care what the two adults were thinking. He looked down at the cat and asked:

"Can I touch it?"

"Can."

Song Qingyou opened the cat bag and let Jiang Yi move.

The child finally regained his energy, and the three of them arrived at their destination.

The mountain was already covered with a thin layer of white snow. Song Qingyou opened the car window slightly and felt a little cold, so she left the cat bag in the car.

The child was not afraid of the cold and was well-dressed. As soon as the car door opened, he ran to where the car lights could illuminate him.

Song Qingyou happened to get off the bus at the same time as Jiang Zhihan.

"Aren't the fireworks prepared in advance?" Song Qingyou looked around curiously.

She thought that when rich people like Jiang Zhihan set off fireworks, others had prepared them in advance, and they only needed to look up~

"Still in the trunk."

Jiang Zhihan put on his gloves and closed the car door.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Song Qingyou unconsciously.

Her fair face was slightly red from the cold. Even though the other party was wearing a hat, the cold wind still blew a handful of her hair to fly randomly, and her mouth exhaled white mist from time to time in a childlike manner.

so cute.

When Jiang Zhihan lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Then he walked to the back of the car and took out a box as wide as an adult male's arm from the trunk. It could be seen that there were a lot of things in it and it seemed very heavy.

Jiang Zhihan also had a little difficulty carrying it.

Jiang Yi ran back happily.

Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment: "Such a big box, filled with fireworks?"

Jiang Zhihan nodded.

"I didn't know which one was better, so I bought them all."

Because it is the last day of the year, many stores are closed late at night, and there are not many fireworks stores left.

Song Qingyou: "Didn't President Jiang set off the fireworks?"

Jiang Zhihan shook his head.

Jiang Yi was stunned at the side, and then became excited again, "Uncle, doesn't he know how to set off fireworks? But dad said that adults can... But it doesn't matter, I can teach my uncle how to set off fireworks!"

The more serious the four-year-old child is, the more Song Qingyou wants to laugh.

When Jiang Zhihan looked over, she instantly smoothed the corners of her mouth:

"Need help? I'm quite strong."

Of course Jiang Zhihan knew that the other party was strong.

but--

"I'll just come."

Jiang Zhihan laboriously put down the box not far away.

Song Qingyou nodded clearly: "Under normal circumstances, men have stronger self-esteem."

Jiang Yi: "What is self-esteem?"

Song Qingyou: "I just love face."

The child tilted his head: "What is face?"

Jiang Zhihan turned around and threatened: "Jiang Yi, if you don't want to set off fireworks, we will go back."

"Don't go back!" Jiang stopped asking questions for a moment and ran towards Jiang Zhihan.

Song Qingyou curled her lips and replied silently in her heart: I don't want you to continue asking questions, this is to save face~

Jiang Zhihan bought all kinds of fireworks, most of which were boxy fireworks boxes. In the other small part, the only ones Jiang Yi could play with were fairy sticks.

However, Xiao Jiangyi was still very happy. As soon as the fairy stick was lit, he couldn't wait to show it off to Song Qingyou.

Song Qingyou thought she was just here to see the children.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhihan also handed two to her.

Song Qingyou was a little stunned: "For me?"

Jiang Zhihan nodded, "I'll give you some."

Suddenly, the two fairy sticks in her hands made a squeaking sound.

Although the dazzling light was fleeting, Jiang Zhihan still saw Song Qingyou's smiling face.

Bright as stars.

The next moment, Jiang Zhihan bent down and lit the fireworks placed in the distance.

Along with the sound of stabbing, more than a dozen beams of fire shot into the sky.

Sparks of various colors bloom in the night sky, colorful.

Song Qingyou raised her head, her eyes illuminated by the light of the fireworks particularly brightly.

Xiao Jiangyi beside him was jumping and clapping:

"So beautiful! Just like stars! Uncle is the best!"

Familiar scenes and children's voices make Song Qingyou dream back to her childhood.

She couldn't help but smile at the man beside her: "Thank you."

Thank you for taking me to see such beautiful fireworks.

Jiang Zhihan's face was cold, but his voice was gentle: "You don't mind if I delay your time."

"besides--"

what else? Song Qingyou turned to look at him.

"Happy New Year, Song Qingyou."

Song Qingyou's expression was unusually dull.

Just as she was about to open her mouth, the phone in her pocket kept vibrating.

When I took it out and looked at it, I saw that it was full of messages from the 'Pomelo fans' group Aite, as well as Yu Muhuai's Happy New Year message at 00:00.

The next second, another call came.

"Excuse me."

Song Qingyou smiled apologetically at Jiang Zhihan, said "Happy New Year" quickly, and turned to answer the phone.

Jiang Zhihan stood there for a while and went to the car to get a bottle of water.

When he came back, he happened to hear Yu Muhuai's voice.

"Qingyou are you free now? I have a gift for you."

"I am outside right now."

"Where are you? I can go find you."

"It might not be convenient."

Song Qingyou had agreed to take care of Jiang Zhihan's child, so even if it came with a cat, it would be too much to bring Yu Muhuai over.

Over there, Yu Muhuai wanted to continue asking, but Jiang Zhihan subconsciously said:

"Want some tea? It's hot."

As Song Qingyou's cat, of course he knew that the other party loved to drink tea.

Song Qingyou took the cup and said, "Thank you."

"If it's too hot, drink it later."

"good."

Song Qingyou took a sip of hot tea, so comfortable that she almost forgot that she was still on the phone with Yu Muhuai.

Fortunately, he was on the phone, so Yu Muhuai's gloomy expression was not seen:

"Qingyou, who are you with? I seemed to hear someone talking."

The gentle tone did not change at all.

Song Qingyou hesitated for a moment, looked at Jiang Zhihan and said, "It's...a friend."

She can't speak directly to her employer, as this could easily lead to misunderstanding.

After explaining, Song Qingyou said goodbye to the other party and hung up the phone.

Jiang Zhihan had been standing next to her. She thought the other party would casually ask about Yu Muhuai, but she didn't expect that he just took back the cup and said:

"It's too cold outside to stay too long."

"I'll take you back."

Song Qingyou nodded, holding Jiang Yi's hand and walking in the direction of the car.

Before leaving, Jiang Yi kept holding her hand.

If Jiang Zhihan hadn't spoken, the child might have acted coquettishly and asked Song Qingyou to stay.