The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

The evening live broadcast will proceed as usual.

It’s just that Yu Xiangwan was missing in front of the camera, and the other five people were not as active as usual.

They sat around a long table, looking at the laptops in front of them, typing away on the keyboards.

There were also two uniformed notaries walking back and forth nearby. They would come to the computer from time to time and use law enforcement recorders to record the process of collecting evidence of online violence information to show fairness.

[How did this... become a legal education program? If I didn't know them, I would have thought I had entered the wrong live broadcast room.]

[Are they collecting evidence at the scene? ]

[It’s funny. Who on the Internet doesn’t know Yu Xiangwan’s character? Why are they still playing the thief crying “Catch the thief”? Who are they acting for? ]

[If you don't like what you see above, you can get out of the live broadcast room. Those who stay here are die-hard fans. If you come to cause trouble, you will be forced to leave in a minute without any limbs! ]

[Here they come! Go check out the Weibo post that Yan Wang just posted, and you’ll know what they are doing! ]

A large number of netizens flocked to Yan Jie's Weibo.

Yan Jie’s post was concise and to the point: the Internet is not a lawless place.

Two lawyers' letters are attached to the text.

One lawyer's letter sued 30 netizens who allegedly violated Yu Xiangwan's right to reputation and portrait, and marked the corresponding ID numbers; another lawyer's letter directly confronted the social networking platform, requiring the platform to provide the real-name information of the rumormongers.

In the last table, if you click on the name of the infringing netizen, the webpage will automatically jump to the evidence page, which lists in detail the obscene words they said when they cyberbullied Yu Xiangwan. Each insult exposes their ugly behavior.

[I admire their actions, but what is the point of slander and rumor-mongering of this level even if they win the lawsuit in the end? Those who want to slander Yu Xiangwan will continue to slander her after the storm.]

[The second generation of chaebols have money and time, so they do these thankless tasks. ]

[It's just killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. They are just pretending. In the end, this matter will definitely be left unresolved. ]

There were constant complaints from netizens in the live broadcast room, but even so, all five people sent out all the lawyers' letters that were required.

Shen Yingyu later updated his Weibo. His post format was exactly the same as Yan Jie's, and he sued twenty cyberbullies at once.

Chu Yang, Jiang Hexi and Xie Wanyi also sent lawyers' letters one after another, expressing their support for Yu Xiangwan.

The number of people watching the evening live show online dropped from over 100,000 at the beginning to 20,000 or 30,000 later. When Director Chen saw the data, he did not say anything to interfere with the guests' behavior.

The next day, six people appeared in the vegetable field wearing protective clothing, as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Hexi looked towards the end of the path through the metal mesh mask, but he didn't see anyone coming after looking for a long time:

"Village chief, is the bee seller you introduced reliable? When will he come?"

"Almost there, almost there. He will be here soon."

Jiang Hexi was so hot that he urged, "Why don't you call and ask?"

The village chief made a phone call, but no one answered the call: "He is driving a big truck here, and it is inconvenient for him to answer the phone on the road."

Yu Xiangwan looked at Jiang Hexi and found that she looked hotter than anyone else. Her cheeks flushed and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. She was afraid that she would repeat Xie Wanyi's mistake, so she said vigilantly:

"Sister Xi, if you're really too hot, take off your protective suit and don't let yourself get a heat stroke."

Jiang Hexi hurriedly explained, "I'm not hot...how could I have heat stroke?"

The word "heatstroke" sensitively touched the nerves of people around.

Yan Jie, Chu Yang and Shen Yingyu had seen Xie Wanyi suffer from heatstroke, and the more they looked at her, the more it looked like that.

Jiang Hexi was frightened by their stares and was suddenly surrounded by people.

She barely managed to say "what are you going to do" when these people quickly took off her mask, ripped off her uniform hood, and snatched her gloves. Yu Xiangwan even pulled the zipper of her protective suit all the way down and yanked it down with force.

The five people looked at her leather jacket and leather pants and all fell silent.

Finally, it was Chu Yang who spoke up, "Sister, if the bees can't sting you to death when you're dressed like this, you'll suffocate yourself first."

"I'd rather pass out gracefully than be stung all over the head."

Jiang Hexi's reputation was completely lost by these people.

She picked up the protective suit and put it on, but Yu Xiangwan stopped her and said:

"Sister Xi, it's all our fault. We shouldn't have forcibly removed your protective suit. But now that you've revealed yourself, there's no point in hiding it. How about we put on the protective suit when the bees come?"

"What do you mean by revealing yourself? Who did you say revealed himself?"

Jiang Hexi's unconvinced rebuttal made all five people laugh.

[Ximei is the typical example of someone who is willing to save face but suffers in vain! ]

[Poor Xi Mei, she was fully armed, but was torn to pieces by these annoying guys. ]

[What does it mean to reveal yourself? The monster revealed itself, hahahaha. ]

Ten minutes later, the truck carrying the beehives slowly stopped by the roadside.

After Uncle Zhong exchanged greetings with the village chief, he began to observe the surrounding beekeeping environment.

He looked at the endless rapeseed flowers and suddenly asked:

“How many rape flowers have you planted?”

"About three hundred acres."

"With such a large field of rapeseed flowers blooming here, have the villagers ever thought of raising bees?"

"People in the village don't know how to keep bees, and no one teaches us, so who would think of doing this?"

Uncle Zhong looked at him and shook his head repeatedly, "You old stubborn people should listen more to the advice of young people, and stop sticking to the old ways. You've wasted so much nectar in vain."

The group came to an acre of abandoned vegetable field.

Uncle Zhong looked at the weed-covered vegetable field and couldn't help but re-evaluate the young man in front of him:

"You guys take care of this land?"

The village chief felt ashamed for them when he heard this: "They have never taken care of this land. They just cut leeks every day. After the leeks are cut, the land is left here."

Uncle Zhong couldn't help but wonder, "You guys are so devoted to beekeeping, don't you think you can just put the beehives in the ground and leave them there, and then you can come and collect the honey after a while?"

No matter how stupid the six people were, they would not answer such a rhetorical question, and they all chose to remain silent.

"How dare you think of that."

Uncle Zhong scolded them, "Do you know how to feed the bee colony after the queen bee lays eggs? Do you know how to control the temperature of the hive and when to tighten or shrink the spleen?"

"You don't know anything. Why are you raising bees? Are you kidding me?!"

Uncle Zhong said these harsh words and left angrily on the spot.

The village chief took two quick steps to block his way:

"You are such a stubborn person. I asked you to sell beehives, but you are now controlling whether others can keep bees. Who just said I was an old stubborn person? If young people don't know how to do it, can't you teach them?"

"I can teach anyone except these lazy guys. Get out of my way!"

Uncle Zhong and the village chief were pulling each other, one insisted on leaving and the other wanted to keep people. They couldn't reach a consensus, so they started pushing and fighting each other, and the six people around them were at a loss.

They had never seen such a scene before and didn't know whether they should go up and offer some advice.

Finally, it was Shen Yingyu who spoke up: "Uncle Zhong, it's okay if you look down on us, but you can't look down on this large field of rapeseed flowers. It would be a pity to waste such good nectar."

Uncle Zhong pushed the village chief away. It had been so long since he last fought that his old bones were almost falling apart. He held his waist and said:

"What's the point of saying so much? If I sell you the beehives, you can feed the bees just by talking?"

Yan Jie stepped forward and said, "We don't know how to raise bees, but don't we still have you, Uncle Zhong?"

Uncle Zhong didn't understand what he meant. "What does your beekeeping have to do with me?"

Yan Jie corrected him and said, "Uncle Zhong, we are not raising bees. We want to hire you to help us raise bees."