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Everyone couldn't hold back their pattering mouths, wishing to lick all the fish bones clean. After cleaning up the residue, they slumped on the ground with their stomachs still unfulfilled.

A young lady from University K praised her without hesitation and gave her a thumbs up: "Wen Cha, this is you!"

Wen Cha readily accepted the compliment and prepared to leave.

"Hey! Where are you going?" The young lady hurriedly asked, and the eager eyes of a group of people behind her were eager to come out, waiting for food.

After an afternoon of tossing around, Chen Shishi confidently led them on the wrong path, and was attacked by a flock of geese on the way. Obviously, it was clear at a glance who was more reliable.

"Look for a place to live." Wen Cha felt very strange about their question, "The sun is going down soon, don't you guys wash up and sleep?"

"Warm tea." The young lady considered her words carefully, "Can I have dinner with you next?"

People who can't cook will die!What's more, I didn't expect Wen Cha to look like he didn't eat fireworks in the world, but he could cook it so deliciously under simple conditions. If he was given a stove and normal pots and pans, wouldn't it be Can go to heaven!

Several people secretly poked and stared at Yin Yu's seat and wanted to replace it. The thighs are hugged well, and eating is indispensable!

For the first time, Yin Yu felt proud of being someone else's younger brother!

The young lady hurriedly applied the patch: "Don't worry, we won't prostitute you for nothing, we can find something to exchange with you, or we will let you in any next game."

Wen Cha thought for a moment, and agreed: "Okay, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Everyone has said so much, and everyone is too embarrassed to entangle them any more.

The young lady turned around and said, "Let's go, find a place to live."

Unknowingly, the core position of Chen Shishi's secret plan was almost overturned by the white eyes of everyone.

"Where are we going to live? Shall we stay apart, or stay together?" Yin Yu asked, after soaking in the warm tea for so long, he finally came in handy. "When you were grilling fish earlier, I went to negotiate with the neighbors. They agreed to let us move in."

Speaking of this, Yin Yu really does as the Romans do. He grew up in the village and interacted with the villagers. After chatting with the villagers, he silently chopped firewood for the master, and the master enthusiastically agreed.

Unexpectedly, Wen Cha rejected him: "Go and live, I'll go somewhere else."

Yin Yu really wanted to know where Wen Cha was going, but considering that the other party's desire might be involved, he swallowed all the words.

Wen Cha patiently explained: "There are people I know here."

Yin Yu didn't expect him to be willing to share, his eyes lit up immediately, Wen Cha's side face was still bright in the twilight, brighter than the moonlight in the countryside.He was faintly excited, could he and Wen Cha be called friends now?

But he didn't dare to ask, for fear that the warm tea would ridicule him for his whimsical ideas.

He used to be a man with a heart of stainless steel, but after meeting Wen Cha, he became a heart of crystal glass.

The two parted ways at the fork, and Wen Cha groped along the narrow path with vague memories.

Following the filming, D followed the director's instructions and asked, "Who do you want to go to?"

Wen Cha didn't even look back: "You chose this place on purpose, what's wrong with me looking for someone I know?"

With the tenderness towards Yin Yu before, the little brother who followed the film is sad, and he also wants to talk to him sweetly with warm tea, and feed him sweetly!

If it wasn't for the bad director doing something, how could Wen Cha get angry at him.

The younger brother successfully vented his anger on the director.

"Hey." Wen Cha sighed faintly, "Brother, you were so happy eating my fish just now, I thought you were mine, wouldn't it be good to abandon the director and follow me?"

Who can refuse a handsome guy to blow wind in your ears and declare you to be his domineeringly.Woolen cloth?

Are you fishing for him?ok ok!Get hooked now!

The younger brother frantically shook the camera to express that he was bought by Wen Cha.

"If it's inconvenient to shoot, please move the camera away. For example, the house we're going to use for a while is hi-jing, please don't disturb that family." After achieving the goal, Wen Cha urged.

They stopped in front of a dilapidated brick house and knocked on the wooden door before warming tea.There was an unpleasant and noisy sound, and an old lady with half-gray hair came out tremblingly from inside.

Wen Cha smiled at her and called softly, "Grandma."

The light at the door was too dim, and the old lady had bad eyesight. She squinted her eyes for a long time and said pleasantly, "It's Xiaocha."

Wen Cha's work in the Fenghua Cup was named "Apple". It started from leaving a small village with a fresh apple in his arms and ended with biting an oxidized apple.

And the first apple was given by Grandma Chen in front of her. She was lonely all her life and had no children, but she was very kind to the original body when she was a child.

After Wen Cha returned to Wen's house, she proposed to bring her to the city, but she refused on the grounds that she couldn't bear to stay there for the rest of her life.Wen Cha had to send clothes, food and some handmade gadgets to the old man on a regular basis. The old man couldn't refuse his own intention, so he had to accept it.

"Only grandma recognizes me. No one in the village recognizes me until now. Grandma is amazing." Wen Cha took her arm with a smile on his face, and lowered his height to accommodate her height.

The eaves of the house are small, and the layout is simple but warm and clean.A small wooden stool is placed on the table, and there is a small ball of red wool in front of the small electric lamp on the table.

"Why can't I recognize you? When you were young, you looked exactly the same as you do now. You were pretty and lovable. Later, you became hungry and skinny and got tanned." Walking into the bright light, Grandma Chen narrowed her presbyopic eyes and looked at Wen carefully. Tea, from his bright eyes to his full and smiling lips, is full of comfort.

"The Wen family treats you very well, doesn't it?"

Wen Cha nodded again and again: "It's very good."

Grandma Chen was very pleased: "That's good, it's better than that Wen's family. Xiaocha, you have to be good, be obedient, don't be willful, and be filial to your parents and family."

"That Wen's family" refers to the family of Wen Cha's adoptive parents. Coincidentally, their surname is also Wen. When Wen Cha came back, he didn't even need to change his name.

The adoptive parents' family is lukewarm to the original body, treating the original body as an outsider and transparent person.But at the age when children need attention, they are envious that their brothers can get the care of their parents but they can't. It is inevitable that they will be pissed off, and they will be reprimanded more severely by the other party. Even better, the gloomy character of the original owner is even more gloomy.

And Grandma Chen's house is right next door to Wen's. Grandma Chen is kind-hearted, and she often brings Yuanshen home to give him some sweets, tolerates his indifference, and patiently educates him to get rid of Yuanshen's bad habits.It can be said that it is the only warm existence in the memory of warm tea.

Wen Cha nodded obediently.

"What are you here for?" Grandma Chen asked Wen Cha, and smiled kindly at the little cameraman over his shoulder.

It was only then that Wen Cha remembered the little cameraman who had been forgotten behind him, and stepped forward to discuss with him: "Brother, don't shoot the rest tonight, and shoot tomorrow, anyway, you have enough material Alright, let me chat with grandma about the household chores."

Cannibal has a short mouth, the little brother hesitated for a moment, shook the camera and nodded.

Wen Cha explained to Grandma Chen: "I participated in a show and I'm going back to Xinghua Village to record it."

"Okay." Grandma Chen's father is a teacher. She is also a literate person in the village. She is very open-minded, so she accepts it well and does not show much rejection. "Fortunately, there is a room available. I'm going to clean up."

How dare the old man work alone, the three of them cleaned up an empty room with a kang, Grandma Chen stared at the Buddhist beads that ran out from Wen Cha's wrist, and praised with a smile: "This bead is very precious."

Wen Cha heard the words and subconsciously caressed the Buddha beads, and the warm and smooth touch touched the pulp of his fingers: "It's a birthday present from someone else."

If it hadn't been mentioned suddenly, the heartless Wen Xiaocha would have left Qi Xiuzhu behind.

"Birthday gifts are so expensive, and this person treats you very well." Grandma Chen sighed, "Fortunately, your biological family dotes on you, but I didn't expect it to be the wrong one. You were born well when you were young, and the villagers used to murmur that you don't look like you." It’s from their family, I didn’t expect it to be true.”

Grandma Chen was particularly interested in chatting today, and she babbled, "How about the child who was wrong?"

Wen Cha seemed to be thinking about something, and the movement of putting the sheets on his hands slowed down. He only came back to his senses when he heard Grandma Chen's question, and said bluntly: "Our relationship is not good."

The little brother wanted to hear it but didn't dare to listen. Warm tea is worthy of the prince's behavior, and he never bothered to pretend to be good-looking.

But Wen Cha didn't continue to confide in any rich and powerful stories, and creased a small corner of the bed sheet, smoothed it, creased it again, and smoothed it again, as if in a daze.

The little brother dared not speak out, if it wasn't for the sake of the warm tea, he would condemn this lazy behavior!

"Okay, you have been running around for a day, take a rest, and chat with grandma tomorrow." It was Grandma Chen who rescued the bed sheet being raped.

A night without dreams.

The chickens in the countryside can crow at four o’clock, and the program team has to gather at seven o’clock, but the warm tea sleep quality is good. The program team couldn’t bear it and forced the little brother to drag the warm tea from the bed and wash up in a hurry. They were the last ones to arrive at the gathering land.

"Xiao Cha, where do you live?" Chen Shishi walked to Wen Cha with a gust of fragrant wind, a new day and a new annoyance.

The warm tea didn't wake up, and she was angry to get up. When she saw Chen Shishi in front of her with a haggard face that couldn't be covered by foundation, she subconsciously activated her defense mechanism: "Sister, I'm so envious that you know how to put on makeup, unlike me, Just put on sunscreen."

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Chen Shishi felt that the foundation on her face was about to get stuck, and what was even more exasperating was that there was really no trace of makeup on Wen Cha's face.

For the first time, Yin Yu felt a little bit of sympathy for Chen Shishi: "Why does she always go up to humiliate herself?"

"You should learn more about her self-confidence." Wen Chayu taught earnestly.

The program group will release the live footage when the guests gather together every day, and the individual content of the guests will be edited and then released. In short, as much traffic as possible can be obtained.

Because several guests were particularly well-known, the popularity of the live broadcast room was not low, and the messages were very enthusiastic.

[Good morning, treasure! ]

[Chen Shishi is annoying or not, Cha Bao doesn't want to talk to her anymore, why does he keep getting close to her]

[Warm tea is impolite, mullet roe, what kind of speech is made of tea in tea]

[Why are people not allowed to tell the truth, warm tea skin is really good, let me rub it! ]

In a sense, Wen Leshui was right to be on this show. His haggard, terrified little white flower appearance is especially easy to arouse the pity of people who don't know why, and the barrage scolded him hard , There are already so-called justice fighters complaining about grievances.

[Did Wen Leshui murder or set fire to be scolded so badly by you]

[It’s just a moral flaw, there’s no need to make a fuss about it, let’s keep chasing people]

Sure enough, as long as the entertainment industry has a thick skin, there is nothing that cannot survive.

When Master Wen Xiaocha woke up, the host also announced today's task: "In order to allow everyone to better integrate into rural life, we will draw lots to determine the farm work that everyone needs to complete today, and help the neighbors and families together."

Everyone's brows were about to frown into the word "Chuan". The farm work that the program group could say must be different farm work. They had an ominous premonition.

"What's with the Taiwan sign?" The world-weary brother who mocked the director yesterday asked.

The program team played tricks: "Don't you know when you finish smoking?"

Everyone stretched out their hands to the lottery of fate with suspicion, and prayed silently in their hearts.

In fact, the program group also has an ominous premonition.

They were afraid that Wen Cha would get the job of hosting that radio station, and the young master would go to the radio station to have fun, talk and talk nonsense.

Maybe God finally opened his eyes to punish Prince Wencha for his illness.

Chen Shishi read it out first: "I went to the radio station to broadcast the manuscript to bring some fun to the entertainment life of the villagers."

The director secretly said "yeah".

Yin Yu followed: "Carry water."

Others followed suit: "Winter water the vegetables."

"Fix farm tools."

"Dig a well."

Wen Cha slowly opened the small note in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Head the sheep."

The director said "Yeah" loudly!

Wen Cha: ...the cheers were so loud, I heard them all.

"Okay, everyone, follow the instructions on the note to complete the task. After completing the task, you will get the ingredients for today's cooking. Come on!" The host exited contentedly.

"Do you want to change with me?" Yin Yu walked up to Wen Cha and asked.

Before Wen Cha could even open his mouth, the director started patching: "Guests are not allowed to exchange tasks, guests are asked to complete their own tasks independently!"

The world-weary little brother repeated yesterday's famous quote again: "Haha, he's in a hurry."

The director feels that he should be regarded as the most useless director in history, but it doesn't matter, seeing warm tea and suffering will be the highlight moment of his useless career.

"It's okay, go get busy, I can do it." Wen Cha comforted Yin Yu away, and Yin Yu turned his head back and forth worriedly, just like a worried old mother.

Warming tea and herding sheep, no matter in the previous life or in this life, it is difficult to have any connection. The only things that Young Master Wen let go are pigeons.

But Wen Cha was in a good mood and firmly believed that there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. He planned to follow the instructions on the note to get those precious sheep from Uncle Wang at the entrance of the village.

Outside the village entrance is a dirt road with potholes, which can lead to the town according to the map.

Wen Cha looked at the road reluctantly and smelled the smell of freedom.

Thinking about it now, he is really mentally ill, why should he be afraid of Qi Xiuzhu's proposal?

Leaving aside whether Qi Xiuzhu actually proposed, if the proposal was rejected, it would be Qi Xiuzhu who was sad!

What the hell is he running for?

He put himself into hard mode, and Wen Cha was very sad, because he had already heard the sound of the sheep bleating.

"Warm tea."

At the corner formed by several houses at the entrance of the village, a man with mischievous eyebrows called Wen Cha's name.

Wen Cha didn't turn his head back, and continued to walk forward.

"Warm tea!" The man was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the pretended flat tone. He caught up with him and blocked his way, discussing with the camera, "I'm his relative, if you want to talk, you should turn off the phone first." Stop shooting."

Where is the camera brother willing?

The little rascal raised his fist menacingly and menacingly.

Weighing the strength between the enemy and ourselves, the little brother reluctantly stepped aside to record the scenery, but couldn't hold back his ears.

After confirming that the camera was not shooting, the little hooligan quickly put on a flattering smile and said, "Dad is sick."

Warm Tea plucked out his ears symbolically, calmly: "I'm going to die? Don't worry, I will pay for the funeral."

One step in place, less trouble.

The person who came was none other than the third child of the original adoptive parents' family, named Wen Wen. When the adoptive parents named the third child, they hoped that the third child could read and write. Unfortunately, the little hooligan in front of him had a Shamat with dry yellow hair and ears. The nails on the lip of the hole are not falling out, maybe they read the Martian language.

"Wen Cha, you are so favored in the Wen family now, please borrow some money."

Seeing that Wen Cha didn't pick up his words, Wen Wen immediately changed his tone, his eyes flashed greedy, it wasn't like that when Wen Cha left their house, he didn't expect that he would develop such a proud look in just over half a year.

He specifically inquired, Wencha won an award again, made commercials again, and is now on TV again, so why wasn't he the one who was wronged in the first place?

The Wen family gave their family a sum of money, bought them a house in the town and gave them a large resettlement fee, but his parents like to gamble and quickly squander it all. When he heard the news that Wen Cha was coming to the village, he hurried over Take a chance.

Wen Cha didn't agree: "What happened to me in Wen's family has nothing to do with you. You don't think that everyone's surname is Wen. It was a family 500 years ago. Why don't you go to Empress Nuwa to touch porcelain?"

"You!" Wen Wen subconsciously wanted to threaten Wen Cha with his fist, but now it's different from the past, Wen Cha is no longer the poor little guy he could bully back then, he resisted the impulse, grinning ugly, "Don't do this, to you In other words, it’s just a small amount of money.”

"Wen Leshui." Wen Cha bad-heartedly stopped Wen Leshui who was walking close to the wall and was about to shrink together, causing trouble to come to the east.The job Wen Leshui received seemed to be helping Aunt Li weave bamboo baskets at the entrance of the village.

It was fate that the three of them met at the entrance of the village.

"This is your brother, don't you know him?"

From what he said, Wen Xiaocha felt that he was a peerless villain.

Unable to hide, Wen Leshui walked slowly and heavily in front of them.

Wen Wen had never seen Wen Leshui before, so he whistled: "Are you that fake young master?"

Wen Leshui's mouth was tightly shut, like a mute, trembling undetectably all over.

The three stood facing each other, Wen Leshui lowered his eyes and was about to leave, Wen Wen racked his brains on how to get money, only Wen Cha watched them leisurely with arms folded.

After Grandma Chen said yesterday that Wen Cha was not like her adoptive parents' family, Wen Cha kept an eye out and looked critically at Wen Wen.

Well, he is really ugly, and he cannot be born with such beauty.

Wen Cha couldn't bear to look at his ugly face again to insult his own eyes, he turned his head, glanced at Wen Leshui's face, and asked curiously, "I have a question."

"Why don't you look like him?"