The group pet green tea dressed as cannon fodder really young master

Wen Cha is a down-to-earth person. Although he doesn't like Wen Leshui, Wen Leshui's barely handsome face has nothing to do with Wen Wen's simple face that can't be supported by famous brands.

Wen Leshui paused for a second, as if he was so slow in reacting, he didn't make any gaffe reaction, he glanced at Wen Wen, and said softly, "I don't know him."

"Oh." Wen Cha dragged his tone, "He is your younger brother who has never met."

Wen Wen observed Wen Leshui with calculating eyes: "So you are Wen Leshui?"

Why does it feel like a small family, even the warm tea that returned to Wen's house after becoming a monk halfway can't compare.

The atmosphere is a little weird, I don't know if it's because a brother needs to be introduced, or because the aura of the three people is particularly different.

Wen Leshui raised his eyes, Wen Cha's eyes were clear and bright, and he couldn't tell whether they were careless or searching.

Fortunately, Wen Cha didn't bother too much: "Okay, I won't bother you to do the task."

Wen Leshui nodded and left, tripped by a small stone on the road and almost staggered.

Wen Cha and Wen Wen watched his back leave.

Wen Wen had never seen Wen Leshui before, and he pointed at Wen Leshui's disappearing figure: "Why is he like a mentally retarded person?"

As if thinking of the plot in Goxue gossip rich family drama, Wen Wen's eyeballs twitched, and his brain made up a lot: "It's okay, Wen Cha, I didn't expect to have the ability to torture him like this? He succeeded in getting a position in a rich family. "

He was not convinced that Wen Tea was picked up by rich people, and he deliberately studied the literature of real and fake young masters of some wealthy families. Generally, fake young masters continue to be treated as treasures, while real young masters suffer from supercilious looks, so he used this to comfort himself that there is no need to envy Wen Cha However, warm tea may not necessarily have a happy ending, and it turned out to be completely reversed in reality.He began to feel jealous again that it was Wen Cha who was hugged wrong, not him.

What Wen Wen said about Wen Cha seems to have done some heinous thing. Isn't Wen Leshui's current state to be blamed on himself?

and……

Why does Wen Cha feel that he is a little guilty?

But the mobile phone is not in hand, and the program team does not allow them to communicate with the outside world. Wen Cha can only bury the question in his heart and let it go for the time being.

As soon as Wen Leshui left, she was not interested in entanglement with Wen Wenduo, so Wen Cha greeted the younger brother: "Brother! Come and continue filming!"

The little brother turned around quickly, Wen Wen quickly shut up!

The whole world is clean!

Wen Cha enthusiastically introduced to the camera: "We just met an enthusiastic villager who insisted on helping me herd the sheep. I disagreed. I said I had to do it myself. I disagreed, but he got angry with me in the end! Xinghuacun The villagers here are so enthusiastic, I really can’t refuse, so let’s go to herd the sheep together!”

Enthusiastic fellow Wen Wen:? ? ?

When did he have to herd the sheep, and the only truth was "he was angry" after the call.

Wen Wen was unconvinced and wanted to refute, but his eyes caught Wen Cha's finger implying Qian to shut up immediately.

The little brother was also very confused, but he didn't dare to speak out due to the lustful power of the warm tea.

The five sheep were brought out from Uncle Wang’s house. To be precise, after Wen Wen brought out the five sheep from Uncle Wang’s house, Wen Cha continued to face the camera and output: “Because I don’t know where the sheep graze, now this fellow volunteered To lead us there."

Wen Wen was furious, and wanted to yell at Wen Cha, but the camera was in front of him, and according to Wen Cha's command, he came in front of him, and wanted to record his heroic appearance in all directions, so he could only manage his expressions stiffly, and nodded awkwardly at the camera .

There is a small hill in front of the village where the sheep can graze. Wen Wen panted and drove the sheep to the destination. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief and warn Wen Cha that he would never help him again.

Just as he was holding his knees and gasping for breath, the sweet voice of warm tea sounded like a devil: "Because sheep and sheep are so cute and precious, I'm too stupid to know anything, now let this enthusiastic fellow demonstrate how to do it." Herd the sheep and teach me."

Wen Wen got stuck in his throat and almost rolled his eyes and fainted.

Wen Cha turned his back to the camera and made a "five" sign to him.

5000?

Wen Wen suddenly regained his spirits, isn't he just herding sheep?he can!

To be honest, Wen Wen has never done these things at home.When their family was poor, he was the youngest, and warm tea would do all the dirty work, and warm tea would take the blame for him if he made any mistakes.Later Wen Cha went back to that rich family, and the Wen family donated money to compensate them, making them a well-to-do family.

This is Wen Wen's first time doing farm work in a real sense. The sheep will not be confined to one place to graze obediently and walk around.

However, Wen Cha was still sneering:

"Oh, why are you so stupid!"

"Oh, why are you stupid than me?"

Just after Wen Wen finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked Wen Cha to try it himself, Wen Cha got up from the big rock where he was resting, and patted his pants: "Okay! Call it a day! Our sheep are finished!"

Wen Cha didn't move anything during the whole process, he just moved his mouth, and the mission ended, but he let him finish all the bad words, and no one else could refute.

Wen Wen gritted his teeth and squeezed out a question: "What have you learned?"

Wen Cha looked at him with a sigh and shook his head: "I learned not to ask someone who is too stupid to teach me next time."

Wen Wen especially wanted to beat someone up, and was already fantasizing about the feasibility of wrapping him in a sack while warming tea and walking at night tonight.

"Warm tea!" Yin Yu's voice appeared above the wilderness.

When they turned their heads, apart from Yin Yu, several other guests rushed over, saying in unison, "Let's come to help."

After the shots were collected, even the director who touched the fish noticed the situation in front of the lawn at the entrance of the village.

The director wanted to cry.

There are more people than sheep. Is warm tea herding sheep or people?

"You guys are late, so I can't help you." Wen Cha shrugged, "Next time."

Wen Wen was dumbfounded, good guy, the messenger can still make an appointment for the next time.

But everyone was very happy, and once again said in unison: "Okay."

Wen Wen:?The onlookers can tell, so that's how he was played around by the warm tea just now.

Of course, the reason why everyone came to find warm tea was their own selfishness—it was almost dinner time.If you don't integrate resources and find Chef Wen to eat and drink, it's useless for them to take the ingredients, so they can't eat them raw, right?

Perhaps it was worried that the suppression would cause the guests to rebel. After the task was completed, the ingredients given by the program team were quite rich.

After herding the sheep, Wen Cha harvested a piece of mutton specially brought back from the town by the director. Under everyone's delighted and salivating eyes, Wen Cha squeezed his throat and sighed quietly: "Sheep and sheep are so cute, how can they eat sheep and sheep~"

Program Team: You can shut up!

The enthusiastic villager Wen Wen didn't know when he slipped away, anyway, he probably would come to him again to ask for money, but Wen Cha didn't care.

Grandma Chen was surprised when she saw the mighty group of people, and she smiled all over her face: "Are you all Xiaocha's friends? Welcome."

Grandma’s house is not too big for so many people, so they set up small tables and stools in the outdoor space, and then poked their heads outside the kitchen.

The only one who can help is the experienced Yin Yu. A group of young masters and young ladies don’t know how to help. They stand there awkwardly staring at the warm tea. If their mobile phones were not confiscated, they could build a warm tea on the spot. Fans around the world will discuss frantically in it.

"Go out and have a good rest." Yin Yu turned around helplessly and said to the students who were stupefied.

A certain boy slapped his head: "I can chop wood!"

The others seemed to have finally remembered their role, and said in a hurry:

"I'm going to boil water."

"I'm going to wash the dishes."

"I... I will tell you a cross talk."

Yin Yu felt amused, this was one of the few moments when he felt warm and interesting in the group, and the source of everything was because of the warm tea.

Warm Cha wore an apron, and his slender fingers contrasted with the cold blade. He sliced ​​the meat neatly, and his hands were extremely steady.

"How do you know how to cook?" Yin Yu wanted to ask yesterday, but judging from the level of proficiency in warm tea, he knew that it was not an ordinary level of cooking.

"Yes, I have." Wen Cha replied leisurely.

"Why did you think of learning this?" Yin Yu asked.

Wen Cha replied, "Because others like it."

In the previous life, when my father didn't love my mother and I was about to be kicked out of the house, I learned how to make tea and cook, and then I managed to hug the patriarch's thigh and start a life of heaven and earth.

This answer was a big surprise to Yin Yu, in his eyes warming tea is always effortless and easy to get all the love, how could there be a day to please people.

Wen Cha glanced at Yin Yu: "Withdraw your sympathy, the biggest difference between me and you is that I can turn what I have learned into my own confidence."

Maybe Wen Cha is thick-skinned, he hugs his thighs frankly, he learns how to hug his thighs, he can still hug the next thigh, and let himself become a thigh to be hugged by others.

The cycle goes on and on, endlessly.His learning journey is very cost-effective, and it is not bitter or bitter at all.

Yin Yu quickly adjusted his expression: "No."

Where does he match warm tea with sympathy, the tea is bright and dazzling, and the word sympathy is an insult to warm tea.

Yin Yu, who realized that he had become the number one tea blower, felt helpless to himself, and took the knife from Wen Cha's hand: "I'll come, you cook."

Under the command of the director, the cameraman hurriedly stepped forward to shoot. He didn't expect that an art variety show could also insert a short clip of "A Bite of China".

Inviting warm tea is really profitable.

The director, who spent a lot of appearance fees, tried to comfort himself.

Cut the mutton into slices and stew clear soup, add onion, ginger, radish, and dried chili, and simmer in a pot.

The braised pork in another pot is fat and thin, the fat part is trembling and shiny, the sauce is red crystal color, smooth and waxy.

In addition, Grandma Chen contributed vegetarian dumplings, and finally broke some tea cakes and soaked them in boiling water with hawthorns.

Of course, the meat that everyone can get is only a little bit, not greasy at all.

The big guy ate with tears in his eyes: "Warm tea, what else do you not know?"

A boy with a Mohawk at the age of C burst into tears at the small pieces of lamb in the bowl: "When I go out, I must eat a roasted whole lamb."

Everyone booed there: "It's not kind to eat alone."

The little brother waved his hand proudly: "How can it be? There must be one for each person, brothers and sisters all have a share."

Only by going through hardships together can a revolutionary friendship be quickly cultivated. The depth of their current revolutionary friendship has probably just ended the Long March.

After laughing, the little brother turned to ask the lazily smiling young man cautiously: "Wen Cha, are you coming?"

Unknowingly, they have a faint feeling of centering on warm tea.Wencha is born to be a luminous body, even if the impression of Wencha was mediocre due to the inner comparison and arrogance before coming here, now he obediently sips "Wencha, you are so kind", and secretly calls Chabao behind his back.

I got up too early in the morning, and today was considered a busy day, so I covered my mouth with warm tea and yawned a little, tears welled up from the corners of my eyes, and let out a lazy "hmm".

Everyone was delighted when they heard the words, and they were already gearing up to plan how to have fun after this ghost show.

Yin Yu sighed: It can make a group of high-spirited artists who have achieved a little success and have their eyes above the top be coaxed into obedience like candy with a single sentence, and they don’t think about anything but warm tea.

Chen Shishi sat on the edge of the corner, her face was frighteningly dark against the night.

Obviously she should be the one with all the stars holding the moon, why is Wen Cha taking the lead? Isn't Wen Cha relying on that alluring face?

Subconsciously, she was unwilling to admit that Wen Chahui had an irresistible personality charm.

Wen Leshui sat beside her, and Chen Shishi hated iron and steel: "Xiao Shui, how long are you going to be decadent before you just watch Wen Cha step on your head like this?"

After finding out that she became a marginal member of the team, she turned to win over Wen Leshui, who was disgusted. Chen Shishi's ability to adapt to the wind has always been very good.

Wen Leshui stared blankly at the direction of Wen Cha, and murmured: "I want to quit the show."

"What?" Chen Shishi couldn't believe it, and felt inconceivable that Wen Leshui's mud couldn't support the wall.How could Wen Leshui, who was quite capable and ambitious before, lose so much.

Chen Shishi knew that Wen Leshui was able to come this time because Wen Xingsheng stuffed money, she pretended to be contemptuous, and dissuaded her intimately: "Xiao Shui, do you want Uncle Wen's hard work to go to waste?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence of persuasion didn't seem to work, Wen Leshui still bit his lip.

Chen Shishi lost her patience, and rolled her big eyes: there is no camera here, so who should I pretend to be a white lotus for?

It got dark early, and the clear dark blue night sky clearly saw the shining stars.

Everyone ate and drank enough, cleaned up the mess and returned to their respective homes under the stars.

Grandma Chen hadn't seen such a lively scene for a long time, and sat on the rocking chair with Wen Cha to reminisce: "There are so many young people, Grandma feels that she is several years younger. Xiaocha must be happy."

The old man is kind and friendly, and the greatest wish for the junior is to hope that he is happy and healthy.

"Thank you grandma." Wen Cha was struggling with the ball of red wool in his hand.

They are not allowed to play with mobile phones or use any electronic products. Every night, they are too busy to warm up tea. It takes only two days to master the knitting skills, and they are struggling to knit while chatting with Grandma Chen.

"Does Xiaocha want to knit a scarf?" Grandma Chen instructed Warm Cha on how to stitch.

"En." Wen Cha nodded.

"Who are you going to give it to?"

One sentence stopped me from warm tea. If I gave it to my mother, my brother would be jealous. If I gave it to my brother, my mother would be jealous.There are also cousins, cousins, grandfathers, and a certain man surnamed Qi who has been let down.Alas, is this the distress of being too popular?

"Then I won't give it away." In order to avoid future disputes, Wen Cha decided to contain the disputes at the source.

Grandma Chen smiled: "Why don't you give it to yourself?"

Wen Cha looked at the sparse needles and threads, and didn't want to bring them to him at all: "Forget it, I won't give it away."

The long night was quiet and beautiful. It felt like half a century had been pretending to be warm tea, but when I looked up at the old-fashioned clock on the wall, it was actually only eight o'clock.

"Is there the sound of a car outside?" Grandma Chen helped her reading glasses.

"Huh?" Wen Cha held his breath and listened carefully. There seemed to be the sound of an engine starting outside the house.Wen Cha is familiar with all kinds of cars, coupled with his sensitivity to sounds, as if he can tell who is coming by the sound of footsteps, he also feels familiar with the sound of this car for a while.

"Grandma, you stay here, I'll go out and have a look." Wen Cha thought, his back looked a bit like a cheerful little sparrow.

The wooden door creaked open, revealing the whole picture outside the door.

Sure enough, there was a car parked in front of the door, and the warm yellow light of the headlights flickered like a breathing fire.

"Uncle!" Wen Cha waved at him, the corners of his lips naturally curved up.

Qi Xiuzhu stood in front of the car door, wearing a black overcoat as if he was about to blend into the dark night, his temperament was noble and unbearably cold.

Wen Cha jumped in front of him in a few steps and looked up at him, his lips opened and closed, his shiny and white teeth were particularly bright, making people feel bright afterward: "I miss you."

This is true. Before handing in the phone, he would chat with Qi Xiuzhu every day before going to bed. He said that it takes 21 days to form a habit. The warm tea was originally just to tease Qi Xiuzhu and let him form a habit. Unexpectedly, he himself was a little bit over the top.

Alas, love is a glass of wine, everyone gets drunk after drinking it, and he is probably in the stage of being slightly drunk by visual inspection.

And now he's finally confirmed that Zheng Mingzhong's unreliable lie about the military caused him a lot of embarrassment.

After he goes out, he will clean up Zheng Mingzhong.

"Why did you come here?" Wen Cha looked around curiously, but there was no sign of anyone from the program team. It stands to reason that if the family members of the guests came to the door, the program team would try to stop it.

The cold wind howled at night, only the sound of the wind echoed the warm tea.

The other party has not responded, even the gentleness in the eyes has been restrained a lot, and the eyes are slightly cold, just questioning:

"Wen Cha, is it interesting to play tricks on me?"

Qi Xiuzhu seemed to be angry.