Qin Yuan waved his hand and shouted.
Teacher Huang hugged him and said dotingly,"Qin Yuan, we're not riding horses.”
"This is a tractor."
"Phew-"
"We're getting out of the car."
Qin Yuan leaned back.
She looked at Teacher Huang and smiled.
Then, Mr. He picked him up and placed him on the ground.
Zifeng came over and held Qin Yuan's little hand.
Qin Yuan looked at Zi Feng and said,"Sister, do you want to go up and sit?"”
"The tractor is very tall."
There was some envy in Zifeng's eyes.
However, her personality was still a little reserved.
He shook his head.
No one could see through her inner thoughts.
However…
Qin Yuan could tell.
His sister really wanted to get on the tractor.
But why wasn't his sister like him?
Why don't you just say what you like?
Qin Yuan tilted his head and couldn't figure it out.
Chef Huang also jumped down from the tractor.
Everyone played around for a while.
They walked back to the mushroom house together.
"We have to make a bed today while the weather is still bright," said Chef Huang.”
"Otherwise, Star Art will be sleeping on the floor tonight.”
Teacher He agreed.
He walked towards the room.
"It's just my brother alone," Peng Peng interrupted."We'll just build a single bed.”
Peng Peng entered the house.
Then, he saw the bed beside his bed with Mr. He.
There was a mattress.
He touched it.
It felt very solid.
Peng Peng erected the mattress and shook his hands."Master, you gave me such a thick cushion.”
"Do we not need to make a bed?”
"Look at these boxes."
"Wouldn't the bed come out if you put it down?”
Chef Huang laughed out loud and said,""Then let's get two or three boxes and try it out.”
"Go to my sister's place and bring one over.”
Peng Peng took the lead.
He ran to his sister's room and asked,""Sister, there are no clothes for you in here, right?”
Zi Feng shook his head.
Peng Peng then moved to his room and said,"It's good that you don't have it. We'll take the box now.”
Three boxes.
It was empty inside.
It was easy to move.
However, they were all made of wood, so the three of them were together.
It was no problem for one person to lie down.
The three boxes were placed horizontally against the wall.
The mattress was covered.
Mr. He lay down on the bed and rolled around a few times."It's very comfortable. It's even more comfortable than our bed.”
Peng Peng chuckled.
"Making a bed is that simple."
"Brother, you'll sleep here tonight.”
Chef Huang glanced at Peng Peng and said,""I still have to make a bed."
"The current bed is only big enough for the six of us.”
"What if there are guests?"
"Are you going to let him sleep outside?"
Mr. He stood there and looked at the empty space in the room."If there are guests, there should be at least two people.”
"Let's make a bed first."
"Let's see how big the mattress given by the program team is.”
"The bed can't be too big than the mattress, right?”
Teacher Huang passed him a ruler.
The two of them measured it.
A 1.2-meter mattress.
"Then make a 1.2-meter bed."
Teacher He looked at Teacher Huang and said.
Teacher Huang nodded.
Mr. He started to get busy again.
She began to measure the size of the bed.
After all, he had to do it well. He couldn't sleep uncomfortably when the time came.
"Eighty-five centimeters at the head of the bed and forty-nine centimeters at the end of the bed.”
" 210 centimeters long."
"Now that the length, width, and height are out, the bed will be easy to make.”
Teacher He memorized the data.
He brought his men out.
A pile of wood was placed in the tool room next to it.
Teacher He also asked Chef Huang,""Teacher Huang, let's use this as a framework.”
Peng Peng, Zhang Yixing.
Zifeng and Qin Yuan were squatting at the side.
Learning.
However, when he heard the numbers coming out of Chef Huang and Teacher He's mouths, he was shocked.
What long two hundred and one.
Minus 120.
Multiply by seven.
It felt like a group of densely packed numbers were about to drill into his head.
He didn't understand at all.
Everyone was stunned.
The four of them were dumbfounded as they listened to the discussion between Chef Huang and Teacher He.
The key was that their brain circuits were still on the same frequency.
The discussion was filled with relish.
Chef Huang and Teacher He were discussing the blueprint as if no one was around.
He ran back into the house and started measuring the data.
Zifeng pulled Qin Yuan's hand and asked weakly,""Brother, do you understand?"
Peng Peng, who had always been confident and arrogant.
At this moment, he was also defeated.
"Indeed, this aspect is a little difficult for me," he said awkwardly.”
"But I don't understand at all."
"I'm already trying very hard to listen."”
Peng Peng walked into the room and said,"I've worked very hard too."
"But sometimes, hard work is useless.”
"I don't have such talent.
Soon, the two of them entered the room to listen.
Squatting at the side.
He listened as Teacher Huang and Teacher He continued their conversation.
However, he looked dumbfounded.
Many of the viewers in the live broadcast room felt the same way.
Because when they were in school.
Sometimes, he couldn't understand the lesson.
It was also like this.
"Hahahaha, I don't understand."
"I've touched on Peng Peng and Zifeng's knowledge blind spots.”
"It looks like I'm trying to understand math.”
"It's like when a top student is discussing a math problem, but I don't even know what the problem is.”
"Six people make the bed, four people are blindfolded."
"Will Qin Yuan be traumatized by mathematics in the future? He's still a child.”
"Dizzy and dazed.”
"Hahaha, Peng Peng is dozing off. It's me.”
The audience in the live broadcast room watched Peng Peng and Zifeng try their best to listen to what Little Chef Huang and Teacher He were saying.
He realized that Peng Peng had already lost the confidence to continue listening.
She yawned at the door.
Peng Peng seemed to have noticed that the camera was filming him.
He hurriedly covered it up.
He walked out with a profound look on his face.
"Brother, do you really understand?"”
Peng Peng nodded confidently and said,""Understood."
"Who am I?"
"I am your brother."
When Huang Little Chef heard Peng Peng's words, he turned around and said,""Peng Peng, do you understand?"
"That's good. You can do it with Teacher He.”
"I'll go cook."
Peng Peng suddenly trembled.
It was as if he had been beaten back to his original state.
He smiled foolishly.
He stretched out his hand and said,"Master, I think you should take charge. I'll just do the hard work."”
"I can't use my brain."
Chef Huang ignored him.
He took off his gloves and walked towards the kitchen.
Peng Peng saw that Teacher Huang was really about to let go and hurriedly wanted to chase after her.
Peng Peng quickly hugged Teacher Huang.
"Master, Master, we don't know what to do if you leave."”
"Actually, I didn't understand just now."
"Hehe."
Little Chef Huang was carried by Peng Peng from behind and slowly moved to the tool room.
Little Chef Huang squatted there and looked at the blueprint.
She suddenly remembered the sour grapes she had just eaten.
A sly smile appeared on his face as he coughed and said,""Peng Zai, I'm working here. Go wash some grapes. Remember not to eat them secretly.”
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