Chapter 177 Feeding dog food

People are coming and going, and it is dazzling to see. It is not easy to find "destined person" from here.

Suddenly, Mianmian pulled the corner of Sang He's clothes and pointed in a direction and whispered: "Mom, that old lady is a little strange."

Sang He looked over after hearing the sound.

I saw an old lady staring at them, her expression was not particularly normal.

The two walked over and Mianmian asked softly: "Grandma, are you a "destined person"?"

Hearing this, the old lady glanced at them suspiciously.

"Go and go," the old lady waved her hand, her tone was not very good, "I don't know you, go away."

The enthusiastic person saw the scene here and walked over and explained kindly: "This person suffers from Alzheimer's disease. Somehow he ran here, no one cared about it. Don't take it too seriously."

It doesn’t matter to mulberry.

Getting to the point, the old man no longer said anything off topic, "You two have to make a marshmallow, and the finished product can only be considered a pass through my standards."

Mianmian cheered up 120,000 yuan: "Okay!"

After walking over with Mianmian, Sanghe went straight to the point and asked, "Are you a "destined person"?"

Looking at Mianmian with her mouth pursed, Sanghe thought in confusion.

Sang He couldn't help but laugh.

She felt uncomfortable and wanted to lick it. The sweet smell exploded on the tip of her tongue, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"You can make it too." The old man put up the prepared marshmallows, stood next to him, and made a room.

Mianmian immediately regained her momentum and said firmly: "Mianmian can definitely find it!"

"By the way, you need to eat all the bad marshmallows yourself."

Because they had to continue to do the task, the two of them did not stay here for too long and went to other places.

[I'm really fed up. I was watching Mianmian and was so stunning that he suddenly moved the camera. I thought there was something more exciting. It turned out that I was here to feed dog food!]

The old man frowned and looked at it, but finally felt relieved: "It's done after all, even if it's passed."

Afraid of hurting Mianmian, the old man quickly turned off the machine.

But Mianmian frowned and asked with concern: "Then why does she eat?"

【It's really hateful! I'm very full at night, so I don't have to eat anymore!】

Because there were too many people, Sanghe and Mianmian asked several people in a row that were not "destined people" arranged by the program team.

When the machine was started, there were white silks coming out, and Sanghe was spinning with the tag.

Mianmian nodded vigorously.

Being stared at such a hot gaze, Sang He Weibuji frowned, then turned his head to look over, and the eyes of the two intertwined in the air.

"I am," the old man smiled silly, "This is the first time I have done such a thing. I have no experience, but I'm so nervous, but fortunately you still found me."

As an adult, Sang He should set an example for the child, so she stood up, put a spoonful of candy in the container like the old man, and then took a tag in her hand.

[Stop talking, I feel distressed when I mention this. Now I look unrestrained and happy.]

[If you can't find it, you can't find it. I'm very happy to hold sugar like this.]

At this moment, the audience who was watching the live broadcast room was even forced to have a mouthful of dog food.

【Did you retreat when you see the difficulties?】

After the white silk came out, Mianmian immediately became panicked and hurriedly wrapped it with a tag, but it couldn't get it up. In the end, in a hurry, he threw the tag and grabbed it with his hands.

"There are a lot of food here. Sometimes there are kind-hearted people who give her food. If not, they will pick up some leftover food from others," the man sighed deeply, "He is also a miserable person."

He had only seen Sanghe like this a few years ago.

"That's it." Mianmian didn't know what she was thinking, and she lowered her head and said in a dull voice.

After knowing it, Sang He noticed it and looked away calmly.

Because the strength is not controlled well, the final product made is not beautiful.

"It's so sweet!" The sweet voice combined with her cute image at this time makes people not angry because she didn't make marshmallows well, but instead makes people feel very cute.

Mianmian got all over, and her face was like a glutinous rice ball.

The old man first demonstrated one to them, and because of his skillful craftsmanship, he quickly made a very perfect marshmallow.

The bright eyes stared at Mianmian for a moment, with a smile and gentleness in her eyes.

Then he raised his hands and looked at Mianmian with a smile: "Little boy, it's your turn."

[This is not impossible. After all, Mianmian was in a welfare home before, so she probably couldn't get into marshmallows.]

Seeing that my mother didn't do much good, Mianmian couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He quickly targeted an old man selling marshmallows.

Gradually, Mianmian became a little discouraged.

[Wuwuwu, it’s still sweet to say it or not. It’s a pity that this man doesn’t appear on the screen.]

Sang He's eyes fluctuated, and he forgot to look away.

【Not that it can’t work, but it’s so mysterious, and there are no clues at all.】

【Mianmian is so cute, it feels like it is the first time I come into contact with delicious food.】

Luo Wenmo, who had been silently observing Sang He's emotions, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously pointed the camera at Sang He.

[This year's netizens are not efficient in their work. I haven't dug up the information about this man after so long.]

Sang He looked at Mianmian and smiled, then continued to observe the people around him carefully.

However, when Sang He had experienced a very serious psychological problem, his heart hurts as if he had been stabbed by a needle.

Standing on the box, Mianmian clumsyly put a spoonful of candy, and then opened the machine with a tag.

In the future, he will definitely be thousands of times better to Sanghe.

Sang He also knew that he had not done this well. After pursing her lips, she comforted her: "Just take this step, it will be successful."

Mianmian watched the whole process, and at this moment he opened his mouth wide in shock, "Grandpa, you are so awesome."

Luo Wenmo stared at Sang He for a while and started his job again.

Mianmian also smiled sweetly: "Grandpa, what task do we want to do?"

Now, there should be nothing serious.

Because I am not tall enough, Mianmian still needs to put a box to get there.

But he was not with Sang He at that time, so it was bad for him.

The old man would look up at them from time to time, as if he was sure of something.

"Grandpa," Mianmian pursed her mouth in distress, "Does Mianmian still do it again?"

She didn't even make it, so she definitely couldn't pass the test.

Looking at Mianmian's pitiful appearance, the old man felt a little reluctant.

He simply stuffed the marshmallow he made into Mianmian's hands, "That's what you did, so he passed the test."
Chapter completed!