Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

The three of them didn't communicate much throughout the whole process, and they were all buried in what they had in their hands.

The dough is calculated by Sang Wanzhou, and the dough is gone, which means that all the things that will be used tomorrow are wrapped.

The buns were wrapped until nine o'clock, and the buns were almost completely wrapped, so Sang Haozhou urged Xiao Fubao to take a bath first, and he could make the rest.

Xiao Fubao also obediently went upstairs to get his pajamas and came down to the bathroom to take a shower.

Sang Wanzhou twisted his stiff neck, shook his sore hands, raised his head and looked at the photographer brother: "Shouldn't you be leaving get off work? Are you still leaving?"

Although the buns here are almost finished, there are quite a lot of siu mai on his side.

If he packs it alone, he will definitely pack it until very late.

The photographer brother shook his head: "It's okay, I'll wrap it for you for a while."

As he finished making the last bun in his hand, he stood up halfway, leaned forward, and took half of the dumpling wrapper in Sang Wanzhou's hand. Following his example, he first kneaded the filling into a small ball, and then put it into the dumpling Pinch the center of the skin.

This is much easier than making buns.

Since someone wanted to help, Sang Wanzhou would naturally not refuse.

When Xiao Fubao came out of the shower, it was already 09:30.

She originally wanted to help wrap the siu mai for a while, but Sang Manzhou ruthlessly drove her upstairs to sleep.
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Early the next morning, before the alarm clock rang, Xiao Fubao woke up.

The main reason is that she didn't do anything in the hospital for the past three days. She ate and slept, and slept for too long, which caused her to wake up very early recently.

Xiao Fubao got out of bed softly, took out the clothes from the suitcase, took them to the bathroom downstairs to change, and washed up along the way.

As soon as he walked out of the bathroom and turned on the monitor, a piercing alarm sounded upstairs.

Because there is no surveillance in the upstairs room, the audience can't see what Sang Haozhou looks like at this time.

【Ha ha ha ha!The sound of the alarm clock is too loud, it's no wonder that Uncle Sang is so angry when he wakes up, he probably will hear the sound of smashing the alarm clock soon. 】

[Little baby really got up early as usual!No, it was earlier!I woke up before the alarm clock went off, did I really get enough sleep? 】

[I heard that being frightened can easily lead to light sleep and restless sleep. Could it be because of the sequelae of the last incident, my little one? 】

But the audience looked at her mental state, and it didn't seem like she didn't sleep enough or didn't sleep well.

Xiao Fubao put on the microphone and waved towards the monitor: "Good morning, everyone!"

[Good morning, baby! 】

[Little baby looks very energetic!It doesn't seem to be affected by that day at all, which is great! 】

[Little baby, early, early!Sure enough, seeing the little baby in the morning has become so different, and I feel that my energy has returned! 】

While the audience in the live broadcast room were still greeting Happy Treasure, the alarm clock upstairs stopped and was replaced by slow footsteps.

A slender and familiar figure slowly appeared in the corner of the screen in the live broadcast room.

Sang Wanzhou had already changed his clothes, and staggered down the stairs in his slippers, yawning with his eyes half-opened, with a hair sticking out of his head, looking inexplicably cute.

Scratching her hair with one hand, she slowly buttoned her shirt with the other.

Finding Xiao Fubao standing under the monitor again, he asked casually, "Did you turn on the monitor?"

Xiao Fubao nodded: "Yes!"