After rebirth, the fake young master was targeted by the crazy big brother

The photo shows a smiling face, as energetic and energetic as a blooming flower.

But Wen Yishu's pupils shrank suddenly, because he was so familiar in the photo, and she saw him every day when she looked in the mirror.

How is this possible? How could it be me? Brother Chen, yes, ask Brother Chen.

"Brother Chen, what on earth is going on!"

But Xiao Yichen didn't answer him, and kept looking at the stone tablet. To be precise, he should be looking at the photos on the stone tablet.

All this suffocated him, and he shouted in fear:

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen!"

Wen Yishu suddenly woke up from her dream, a feeling of fear taking over her heart.

"Xiao Shu, what's wrong?

I’m dreaming. I miss you, Brother Chen. You’ve only been out for a few days! "

Wen Jingzhi looked at his brother's devastated look and joked a few words.

"Haha, senior brother, you don't know that this guy calls his brother Chen very late every night. He feels like a big light bulb and is stuffed full of their dog food."

An Yongjie also chimed in.

Wen Yishu had not yet recovered from the shock, and his heart was full of doubts.

"Xiao Shu, what's wrong!" Wen Jingzhi noticed something strange about him.

"Well, I'm fine, I just fell asleep! How long until we get to Qingshui Village?"

Wen Yishu shook his head to indicate to Wen Jingzhi that he was fine and not to worry, and then changed the subject.

"Master just said, we'll be here in half an hour!"

"Oh, then I'll sleep a little longer!"

He closed his eyes and fell asleep again. But my heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

What is going on? Is there any connection between the dream last night and today's dream?

Why would my photo appear on the tombstone? Does it mean that I am dead?

But what about Brother Chen? Why did Brother Chen appear there?

Wen Jingzhi saw that his face was really bad, so he didn't disturb him and let him sleep looking at his shoulder.

When they returned to the village, they were notified to take a short rest. In the afternoon, their task was to help the villagers carry grain bags.

The afternoon can be said to have been very smooth, because they could only help. They said they were carrying bags of grain, but in fact they were just carrying them a short distance.

Farming has also caught up with the technological boom. Nowadays, everything is a machine, and people only need to operate it.

Xiao Yishu seemed a little absent-minded because of the dream.

It wasn't until the video call with Xiao Yichen ended at night that he slowly closed his door. Unexpectedly, when he fell asleep, he would come to that place again.

This time it seemed much clearer, it was still the same place and the same people.

The difference was that Xiao Yichen was standing this time and could still hear a faint sound. He wanted to hear it clearly so he took a few steps closer.

Standing face to face with Xiao Yichen, he heard Xiao Yichen's voice. Although it was a little soft, he could still hear it clearly.

"Sambo, eldest brother finally avenged you. I sent all those bad guys to hell so that they will never be able to stand up again.

Sanbao, please forgive me. If you forgive me, then meet me in your dream. My brother misses you, okay? "

Xiao Yichen was talking to the photo on the tombstone, his eyes full of affection, just like Brother Chen's eyes now on his own.

Wen Yishu felt a little distressed when she saw the haggard man in front of her. There were traces of white in his thick black hair.

He wanted to step forward and touch Xiao Yichen, but his hand still passed through his body.

"Sambo, how about I go find you when I have arranged things? I miss you so much. Grandma talks about you every day at home." Xiao Yichen began to talk to himself again.

Wen Yishu had been accompanying Xiao Yichen. He didn't know when he left. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was An Yongjie's face.

"What are you doing, getting so close!"

Wen Yishu was startled by him. Anyone who opened his eyes early in the morning and saw the man standing in front of him would be shocked.

"No, I called you many times, but you didn't move. I almost checked to see if you were breathing!" An Yongjie exaggerated.

"I'm fine, I just slept a little deeply!"

Wen Yishu looked towards the window. The sky was bright and bright, and it was already getting late.

"Then you slept really deeply, with two roosters coming in turns, and the purchasing machine chugging.

Hey, I say Wen Xiaoshu, something is wrong with you! "

No matter how smart An Yongjie is, he still notices something different.

"What could possibly be wrong with me? It's just that I'm not used to it!

Okay, why don't you go and wash your hands quickly? Aren't you going to pick pomegranates in Nanshan today? I haven't seen the teeth of pomegranates on the tree! "Wen Yishu changed the subject with a few vague words.

"I've never seen it before. I wonder if you have to climb a tree to pick pomegranates!"

"Why, you still want to climb a tree, you are not afraid of being seen by your fans!

Moreover, there will be a live broadcast selling pomegranates in the afternoon, and I don’t know what the result will be.

After the two washed up, they went down to meet everyone. After dinner, they got on the tractor and went to Nanshan to pick pomegranates.

There are a lot of pomegranates growing on a mountain south of Qingshui Village. Their mission today is:

morning is

Pomegranates. We sell pomegranates in the afternoon.

Selling goods live is something the director agreed to when he first contacted Qingshui Village and helped them sell goods live.

The pomegranate picking in the morning was relatively uneventful, and no accidents occurred. The two people in each group cooperated with each other and completed the picking task in accordance with the regulations.

The afternoon live broadcast was scheduled to start on time at three o'clock. It's better to be in a group of two, so the two of them can still talk. ,

"Brother Yongjie, you can broadcast it later!" Wen Yishu looked at the dozens of baskets of pomegranates behind him, all of which were waiting to be shipped.

"Okay, this is no problem." An Yongjie agreed readily.

The environment and equipment for their live broadcast are very simple, and they can just live broadcast in the pomegranate garden.

The time is coming soon, and everyone seems a little nervous. It would be very embarrassing in front of the camera if we don't sell.

Wen Yishu took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Xiao Yichen.

Sambo: Is Brother Chen here?

The other end responded almost instantly.

Brother Chen: Here you are, aren’t you recording a show? Why do you have time to send me a message?

Sanbao: That’s right. It’s National Day in a few days, isn’t it? Brother Chen, have you ever thought about buying anything for welfare?

Brother Chen: I think the pomegranate you picked this morning was pretty good.

Sanbao: What do you mean, not bad. Then Chenchen, why don’t you buy a few boxes and try them? This pomegranate is so sweet.

Brother Chen: Okay, then I’ll buy two boxes and come back to try them.

Sanbao: Do ​​you want to buy just two boxes? Do you want to buy more?

Brother Chen: How many boxes do you want Brother Chen to buy?

Xiao Yichen was sitting in his office at this time, and would raise his eyes from time to time to watch Wen Yishu's live broadcast, so he understood exactly what Wen Yishu said.

Sanbao: Oops, I’m going to sell goods live this afternoon, and what I’m selling is pomegranates. The pomegranates they have here are quite delicious. I want you to help me make some. Will you help me or not? "

Wen Yishu stopped following him in circles and directly stated his purpose.