Tao Zhiqi and others were picking fruits in the pear orchard under the scorching sun.

The weather was hot and several girls were so tired that they cried.

"This is so bullying. I have to catch fish in the morning and pick pears in the afternoon, and I don't even get lunch. How can I be bullied like this?" Xiao Tao cried while working.

"If you're hungry, eat a pear first." Tao Zhiqi looked at the mountain of pears and felt a little overwhelmed. She said, "How long will it take to pick them? Why do they plant so many?"

Xiao Tao took a big bite of the pear and said, "Who knows? I don't want to do it anymore. I can't do it anymore. My hands are shaking from exhaustion."

As he said this, he put the basket on the ground and simply sat on the ground to eat the pears.

With one person taking the lead, several people nearby were so tired that they sat under a tree to enjoy the coolness and said, "I don't want to do this anymore. Why should I listen to An Chen? Who does he think he is?"

Tao Zhiqi put a pear in the basket and said, "Just because he has our group photo and the dead pigeon, he can put us in jail for a few days and fine us. If you are not afraid that this will become your black history in the fan circle, then just go ahead and make a fuss."

While picking pears, Tao Zhiqi said, "No matter who you are fans of in the future, when you go to the fan club, someone will say, 'Oh, so you are the one who went to jail for Chen Danyun?' Where can you put your face? When you are arguing with the opponent, the opponent's fans will say, 'So you are the fan of Chen Danyun who went to jail. Your vision is still as bad as ever.' Think about it, how can you win against them?"

Everyone thought about it for a moment, and just imagining the scene, they immediately stood up and got back to work.

No, absolutely not.

Having been a fan of a gigolo like Chen Danyun is already a dark history.

If others knew that they came all the way to the village and were put in jail for this gigolo, they would never be able to stay in the fan circle again.

"Hey, is that Chen Danyun?" Xiao Tao saw a figure walking stealthily in the distance.

Tao Zhiqi looked over and saw a man wearing black clothes walking by on a hot day.

Even though they were a bit far apart, as a former die-hard fan I could recognize each other just by looking at their backs.

Tao Zhiqi said, "It's him. Didn't he leave? Why is he back?"

Xiao Tao stepped forward and said, "Are you planning something bad again?"

Tao Zhiqi put down the basket in her hand and said, "I'll go over and take a look."

Xiao Tao said, "Sister Zhiqi, I'll go with you."

Others immediately shouted that they wanted to go together.

Tao Zhiqi said, "No, too many people is not good, and the pears here need people to pick them."

Others think it makes sense too.

Tao Zhiqi put a pear in her pocket and ran quickly towards Chen Danyun.

……

After lunch break, the program team announced the afternoon tasks, and everyone needed to deliver the fish to Wangyang Town to sell them.

There is a market in Wangyang Town on the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month. At this time, people from the surrounding villages will bring their own crops or handicrafts to the market to sell.

The road into the village is inaccessible, so An Chen and his friends need to move the fish outside by themselves.

An Chen took the cart borrowed from the village chief, and he and Fang Kecheng worked hard to move the fish basket onto it.

Duan Xingyu, who had been holding it in for the whole morning, finally found a chance to laugh at An Chen when he saw him moving the fish with a red face.

"Anchen, you seem to be having a hard time. Do you want me to help you?" The sarcastic tone was so weird that anyone would know that the other party was mocking him and would not agree to this.

But An Chen really put down the fish basket, looked at him and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Duan Xingyu: “…”

Fang Kecheng was there, trying not to laugh: "You're just showing off. If you didn't ask to help, then hurry up and get started."

Duan Xingyu raised his chin slightly and said proudly, "I am not that easy to please, unless you beg me for help."

An Chen: "Please."

Fang Kecheng: "Hahaha, Anchen, you are going to make me laugh to death, you are really not playing by the rules."

Fang Kecheng held her stomach and laughed wildly, almost crying.

Duan Xingyu, who took the initiative to provoke, was in a dilemma as to whether to help or not.

Seeing that he didn't move, An Chen asked seriously, "Can't you move it?"

Duan Xingyu suddenly got angry and shouted, "Who can't move it? How could I not be able to move it?"

In order to prove himself, Duan Xingyu stepped forward to move the fish baskets. He moved two baskets of fish onto the cart by himself. Although it almost flipped over, he managed to stabilize it with his strong waist.

Duan Xingyu turned to look at An Chen with a smug look on his face and said, "See? I'm very powerful."

An Chen praised generously, saying, "That's amazing."

Duan Xingyu: “…” Why do I feel like I’m being used?

[Ahhhhhhhh, who understands my family members? Even though they are arguing, I am smiling like an auntie. ]

[My mouth corners are harder to suppress than AK now. 】

[It's too shameful to watch. Duan Xingyu, you really should stop pampering me. ]

[You guys are still knocking, don’t you think Anchen is going too far? ]

[Don't get involved in the affairs between young lovers. It's such an obvious routine, it's obvious that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.]

[Are you sick? Our Xingxing obviously doesn't like Anchen. Can you CP fans please get out of here? ]

The CP fans and Duan Xingyu's fans started arguing, and Duan Xingyu finally realized that An Chen was trying to trick him.

So in the following work, no matter how much An Chen praised him, Duan Xingyu no longer helped him.

Duan Xingyu complained: "An Chen, don't try to cheat this time. Weren't you so proud this morning? Now you'll be killed by carrying 12 baskets of fish."

An Chen did not reply. He used his small body to carry the fish and push the cart by himself.

The look on her face was a bit sad, which made Duan Xingyu feel sympathetic.

Duan Xingyu secretly pinched his thigh, but the sympathy that had just risen up in his heart was suppressed.

He couldn't sympathize with An Chen, he absolutely couldn't sympathize with him.

In order to show his steel heart, An Chen pushed and shoved all the way, while Duan Xingyu kept nagging and mocking him, adding fuel to the fire.

Unfortunately, no matter how he struggled, An Chen looked unaffected, which made him, who was always provocative, seem a little bit mean.

This time when we go to the market to sell fish, we are worried that the people from the program crew don’t understand the rules of the market and might conflict with the locals, so we will be led by the village chief.

Most of the roads in the village are small, and cars slightly larger than the original can't enter.

An Chen and his team's pickup truck was parked opposite the ancient bridge. Crossing the bridge would be half the distance than walking to the village entrance.

Duan Xingyu in front was muttering all the time, and his mouth was chattering all the way.

An Chen quietly pushed the cart onto the bridge. When his feet were on the bridge, he heard a creaking sound. His eyelids twitched violently twice, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

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