The CP of the strong group is the sweetest [Entertainment]

Cheng Feng walked around the village, and in the end, the owner of the lotus root he bought yesterday lent him the materials. The owner had a strange expression on his face, hesitant to speak, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Cheng Feng was not Yuan Xiao, he couldn't understand the micro expressions and subtext of these people, he only knew to thank them and leave.

When Cheng Feng came up to repair the roof with things, Meng Xiuyang was much quieter.

Yuan Xiao personally came over to help him up the ladder this time, and was relieved to watch him fix a few leaks in the roof all the time.

After Cheng Feng repaired the roof, he came down to help Yuan Xiao sort out the returned vegetables. Finally, he made a few jars of kimchi, and dried the whole yard of vegetables outside.

Yuan Xiao checked the weather forecast, and there was no possibility of rain these days, so he let the vegetables dry in the yard with peace of mind.

At noon, the mother-in-law must invite everyone to dinner. Yuan Xiao and the others knew that it would not be good to refuse, so they sat down with the old man, drank some porridge, and ate some corn.

The old man talked about some past events and told Yuan Xiao and the others that although everyone in this village is a bit poor, they still help each other out in many cases.

For example, when she went to plant rice in spring, it was the men from several other families who helped her, so she could finish the heavy physical work.

"So there are still a lot of good people in this world." The old lady said with emotion, "They are all obedient and good people."

Yuan Xiao was holding a bowl of clear gruel, when he heard this sentence, he raised his head and smiled at Cheng Feng.

Although the porridge in the mountains is very clear, it also has a fragrance that can only be cultivated in such mountains. After drinking a bowl, it seems that all the fatigue has disappeared in this fragrance.

After finishing the porridge, I will do a little work in the vegetable field in the afternoon. Before leaving, my mother-in-law insisted on giving them a cabbage.

Everyone didn't want to accept the old woman's rations, but Yuan Xiao was very generous, and directly hugged the cabbage.

"The vegetables in our field will be cooked in a few days, just bring them to grandma." Yuan Xiaochong explained to everyone, "This way grandma can still eat fresh vegetables."

Jiang Panxue nodded in a sudden realization. Meng Xiuyang had been a little sleepy since Cheng Feng came back and didn't speak.

Cheng Feng just stretched out his hand, took some cabbage and hugged it by himself.

It was another day when the sun was setting, and the four of them walked down the hillside, but their mood was quite different from yesterday.

no matter who.

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"It's over, it's over, I told Mr. Zhong that I will go back early!"

It was only when Jiang Panxue walked to the farmer who bought lotus root yesterday in the setting sun that he remembered what he had promised this morning.

She really planned to go back early!

But there are many things going on in the old woman's house. I washed all the bed and quilt covers and some old clothes. In addition, the problem of Jiang Panxue's inactivity at home prolongs the time. When she came to her senses, she had already It's time for everyone to go down the mountain.

Stepping into the courtyard very frantically and nervously, the four of them stopped at the same time.

A table was moved into the courtyard, and a light bulb was placed on the table. Beside the wooden table, sitting not only was Zhong Qi, but also a smiling middle-aged woman.

It was the village woman from the house where Cheng Feng bought lotus root yesterday.

"Mr. Zhong, you are right." The village woman and Zhong Qi chatted happily, "When I was young, I won No.1 in the folk song competition."

"Really." Zhong Qi also laughed, his voice was hoarse and ugly, "I could tell it from your voice—hey, you're back?"

The two people who were talking finally found the four disheveled people. The village woman stood up, looking a little embarrassed.

Yuan Xiao noticed that a few plates that were not from their family appeared on the table, and there were some simple stir-fried dishes in the plates.There is nothing meaty, but there are a lot of dishes.

"My husband asked me to come over and give it to you." The village woman said, "I charged too much last night, but he scolded me to death. I will bring you more food in the future, so I won't take advantage of you."

It turned out that today Cheng Feng went to borrow equipment from a man, that's why he looked uncertain.

But the meaning of the village woman is also very obvious. It is impossible to spit out the 100 yuan, and it is impossible to change the money, but I will give you some more items of equivalent value, so that no one owes anyone.

Yuan Xiao and his party were not short of money, so of course they would not argue with the aunt, and asked her to sit down and eat together.

The aunt smiled, and couldn't stop praising: "You are still rich in the city-but then again, we are all neighbors, and this is what we should do. Look, where were the vegetable fields before you, and we passed by and sprinkled medicine and watered them. Is it the principle of helping each other that we just came back to life?"

"Yes." Yuan Xiao answered quickly, and toasted to the aunt.

The host and guest had a good meal, and the previous rift disappeared. After that, the two families gradually communicated. The aunt’s family is indeed very kind. She helped with the affairs in the field, and even taught a few city people to buy vegetables. .

In this way, they gradually adapted to life in the countryside, and Yuan Xiao and the others spent their first week in the countryside peacefully.

"Clang"

One night, Yuan Xiao was awakened by the sound of thunder, and the next moment, he heard a hoarse, suppressed cry of pain from the room near the inner room, Zhong Qi.

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Cheng Feng: "I'll go and have a look."

Yuan Xiao wasn't the only one who was woken up on a thunderstorm night. Just as Yuan Xiao turned his head to Cheng Feng's side, Cheng Feng got up, put on a coat, jumped out of bed, and walked to Zhong Qi's room.

Yuan Xiao sat up, pressed the button to turn on the light, and followed quickly.

There was lightning and thunder outside the house, and it hadn't rained yet, only streaks of white light passed by.

The two walked into Zhong Qi's room and saw his quilt fell to the ground, Zhong Qi curled up in a small ball on the bed, his old body shivering uncontrollably.

"Mr. Zhong, what's the matter with you?" Yuan Xiao and Cheng Feng hurried over, and saw Zhong Qi sweating profusely under the pale light, and the pillow was soaked.

"I... my leg hurts a little..." I don't know if it was because of the pain, but Zhong Qi's voice became hoarse and unpleasant.

"This should be an old problem, have you brought medicine?" Yuan Xiao asked.

Zhong Qi lying on the bed shook his head painfully, then nodded again.

Looking around the entire room, Yuan Xiao saw a broken bottle in the corner, it should be medicinal oil, but somehow it was smashed, and there was nothing left in it.

At the same time, Cheng Feng also saw some medicines on the table, which were just conventional painkillers, obviously not for medical treatment.

"That's it." Seeing Cheng Feng picking up the medicine, Zhong Qi said in a low voice.

Yuan Xiao: "Mr. Zhong, this is painkiller, you..."

Yuan Xiao watched Cheng Feng hesitate to speak, and in an instant, many bad thoughts flashed in his mind:

Is it terminally ill? !

Zhong Qi seemed to understand what they were thinking, and reluctantly said: "It's not a serious illness. When I was young, I had a car accident and it hurts when it rains. Take it here!"

Bringing a glass of water along with the medicine, Yuan Xiao helped Zhong Qi to swallow the medicine.

As soon as Zhong Qi finished drinking the medicine, he waved his hand to drive the two of them away. Yuan Xiao originally wanted to stay and observe, but Zhong Qi was so persistent that he could only go back to his room first.

Lying on the bed with Cheng Feng turned off the lights, Yuan Xiao did not fall asleep, he opened his eyes and looked outside at the dark sky where the thunder stopped and it started to rain. Within 10 minutes, the sound of pain came from inside again.

Yuan Xiao turned his head towards Cheng Feng's side. In the darkness, his eyes collided with Cheng Feng's shining pupils, and there was a tacit understanding in the eyes of the two.

Yuan Xiao sat up: "I'll go next door and ask, the farmer should have their own hot water bottle."

"You stay, I'll go." Cheng Feng had already put on his shoes.

"Then go together."

It was dark and the road was slippery, and there was a distance between the farmhouses, Yuan Xiao was worried that Cheng Feng would go out alone.

Cheng Feng wanted to persevere, but Yuan Xiao was more perseverant than him. Finally, the two found a big umbrella in the dark, and walked out of the room and courtyard together.

The rain outside was heavier than they imagined, even though the umbrella they got was bigger, even if Yuan Xiao had lost weight due to busy work recently, the umbrella surface still seemed stretched.

The rain was blowing from all directions, Cheng Feng walked for a while, put his arms around Yuan Xiao's shoulders, and brought him into his arms.

The gust of wind seemed to be in an unknown race with the rain, desperately blowing towards the two people on the road, as if it could blow them away as long as it worked hard enough.

Fortunately, Cheng Feng's hands and legs were very steady, he firmly held the umbrella and Yuan Xiao, and walked all the way to the neighbor's eaves, and the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello, is anyone there?" Yuan Xiao gently knocked on the door.

But this can't work - the rain is too heavy now, and it's late at night, Yuan Xiao's voice can't be heard inside.

He could only call again with more force, the rain covered his voice, and the third time, Yuan Xiao knocked on the door with the back of his hand turned into a palm slap, slapping the wooden door in the rain to make a "bang bang bang" sound.

Finally, through the crack of the door, the two people saw a light on in the house in the courtyard, but only for a moment, the light went out again.

"Is anyone there!! Please open the door!" Yuan Xiao could only quickly slap on the wooden door again.

The light that was on just now was angrily turned on, and a figure flashed inside, and a moment later, a man rushed out holding an umbrella against the strong wind.

"Which sick person doesn't sleep at night, come and knock on another door!"

An angry voice rushed out following the movement of sliding the door. The unshaven man held an umbrella and said "I'm not easy to mess with": "What are you doing? Go to the hospital if you are sick. Don't come to my door and go crazy!"

"You... hello." Yuan Xiao said in a low voice, "I want to come to your house to borrow a hot water bottle. We have an old man with a sore leg."

"You old man's leg pain is none of my business! You are here at night to disturb people's dreams! Let me wait until now!"

The man slipped out of a string of national curses very smoothly, then slammed the door shut, threw the umbrella aside, and went in.

Not long after, he came out with a dirty hot water bottle and a bottle of safflower oil.The aunt also came out and followed him to hold an umbrella for him. "

Opening the door, the man threw the things into Yuan Xiao's arms.

"Oh, Mr. Zhong, is everything okay?" the aunt said worriedly.

Yuan Xiao: "It's all right."

"If you have nothing to do, don't knock and knock all day! Your mother knocks and knocks every day!" The man was obviously still in the anger of being disturbed by the dream. After saying this, he slammed the door shut again.

Then he unceremoniously made a loud sound of locking the door, not saving Yuan Xiao and Cheng Feng any face at all.

Cheng Feng asked Yuan Xiao to hold the things, he put his arms around his shoulders, and brought him back.

When I returned to the courtyard, the lights in the five rooms were turned on.

Meng Xiuyang stood at the door, wearing pajamas, and waved quickly when he saw the two people coming back.

Yuan Xiao followed Meng Xiuyang into the room, and saw that the room where he and Cheng Feng lived was full of people, the door of Mr. Zhong's room was closed, and two cameras were carried on their shoulders. By the gate.

"This is going to be filmed...?" Yuan Xiao couldn't take it anymore.

"It's what they need for their work." Jiang Panxue was also there, and helped Ji Jing speak.

"I know you are needed for work, but..." Yuan Xiao sighed, and handed the hot water bottle to Cheng Feng who reached out, "Why are you here?"

"I'm going to boil hot water." Cheng Feng went out with a hot water bottle.

"I called you." Jiang Panxue said quickly, "I was still awake just now, and I happened to watch you go out."

"I'll help brother Cheng Feng." Meng Xiuyang whispered.

"You haven't slept so late?" Yuan Xiao didn't notice Meng Xiuyang, but just asked Jiang Panxue.

In fact, Jiang Panxue didn't sleep just now because she was knocking CP in the small group. She recently made up for Cheng Feng and Yuan Xiao's sweets in the match, but how could she tell the two of them.

Jiang Panxue: "Yeah, I'm worried about you going out so late, and I don't dare to chase them out alone, so I can only come and have a look, and then I saw Teacher Zhong..."

Just now Jiang Panxue panicked and called Ji Jing in a series of fatal calls. When Zhong Qi saw the camera chasing him, he locked the door regardless of the pain in his leg, and beat him to death to prevent filming.

"Then can you arrange to take Mr. Zhong out to see a doctor now?" Yuan Xiao glanced at the camera that was thrown on the screen, then turned to ask Ji Jing.

"We thought about it too." Ji Jing frowned, "But now it's raining too much, and it's a mountain road, it's even more dangerous to go out and landslide."

It is really impossible to walk on mountain roads during heavy rain in summer and encounter mudslides or landslides.

Yuan Xiao understood, and said, "But what should we do now? Your cameras are filming, and the door is not open inside. If Mr. Zhong has something later, can you be responsible?"

Ji Jing: "..."

Members suddenly fell ill in the middle of the night, this is definitely a good shooting spot, and Ji Jing couldn't bear to let it go.But...he didn't want to make fun of people's lives either.

"Put the camera away." Yuan Xiao sighed, "Isn't there a video recording device inside?"

It has long been covered by Teacher Zhong.

"I know it must be covered." Yuan Xiao said, "Can the video be covered, but can the sound be covered? My voice is louder. You have recordings in the later stage, so you can still cut the video."

Yuan Xiao: "Not only that, but it can also reflect your humanistic care, isn't that good?"

Ji Jing thought for a while, and admitted that he was moved by Yuan Xiao's words, and there would be no benefit in forcing him in to shoot, and he might be criticized by the audience in the end.

Glancing at the two men carrying the camera, Ji Jing signaled them to put the camera away.

Seeing all the cameras turned off, Yuan Xiaocai held the safflower oil and knocked on Zhongqi's door.

"I can't open it!" Zhong Qi's hoarse voice came from inside.

"Ms. Zhong, it's me. I'm Yuan Xiao." Yuan Xiao said softly, "Just now, Cheng Feng and I went out to the next door to help you get safflower oil. Can you let me in?"

There was silence.

After a while, a voice slowly approached from inside, the door opened a small crack, Zhong Qi looked out vigilantly, Yuan Xiao held up the safflower oil and smiled.

The gap in the door became a little wider, Yuan Xiao squeezed in, and then the door closed without mercy.

Yuan Xiao helped Zhong Qi sit back on the bed, and helped him push his trouser legs away.

"Mr. Zhong, let me rub this medicated oil for you, and you will feel better."

Poured the safflower oil on the palm of his hand, Yuan Xiao spread it on his knees, just after spreading it, Zhong Qi held down his hand.

"Mr. Zhong?"

"I'll do it myself..." Zhong Qi tried to push Yuan Xiao's hand away, "Dirty."

"How could it be dirty?" Yuan Xiao skillfully bypassed Zhong Qi's palm and rubbed the oil gently for him, "We all took a bath tonight, it can't be dirty."

Zhong Qi didn't speak.

"The teacher I used to teach me to dance also had a leg injury. I often help to deal with it. I am very experienced."

Yuan Xiao said while gently rubbing his knees for Zhong Qi. Zhong Qi half leaned on the back of the bed with his arms folded. After a while, his expression finally relaxed a little.

He watched Yuan Xiao's hair twirling up and down because of rubbing his legs, and slowly, the two overlapping arms were released and placed on both sides of the bed.

"Yuan Xiao, you are a good boy." Zhong Qi murmured.

"Really?" Yuan Xiao laughed, "My mother said so too."

Yuan Xiao kneaded Zhong Qi for half an hour at a time, and then Cheng Feng brought the hot water bottle over. The moment the door was closed, Yuan Xiao seemed to see half of Meng Xiuyang's face outside, a little depressed.

But no one cared about him.

The hot water bottle covered his knees, and covered the quilt again. Zhong Qi tossed and tossed all night, and finally fell asleep.

Sending away the worried program crew outside, Cheng Feng took the remaining hot water and washed the safflower oil on Yuan Xiao's palms, the two of them changed into a set of clean clothes, and went to bed quickly.

Early the next morning, the program team sent a tricycle, and Cheng Feng and Yuan Xiao drove the tricycle out together, sent Zhong Qi to the town for a physical therapy session, and shot some additional shots as backup material.

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Zhong Qi's illness is indeed an old one, and there is no particularly good way to do it, so he can only keep it.

After going to the hospital, it started to rain again. Yuan Xiao and Cheng Feng went up the mountain to look at the old woman, and after confirming that the house was not leaking, they stayed at home with peace of mind.

Another week was calm and calm. On a rainy morning, everyone just found a room to sit bored. Cheng Feng opened the suitcase in his and Yuan Xiao's room, and found a notebook from under many clothes.

Taking out the notebook from the suitcase, Cheng Feng lifted the notebook up, and just as he was about to open it, Yuan Xiao popped a head at the door.

"Cheng Feng, what are you doing?" Yuan Xiao asked.

Throwing the notebook back into the suitcase, Cheng Feng raised his head and gave Yuan Xiao a questioning look.

"If you're not busy, shall we go out to pick vegetables?" Yuan Xiao said with a smile.

"it is good."

After giving Yuan Xiao an affirmative answer, Cheng Feng closed the suitcase and stood up.

Yuan Xiao had already turned around to pack up the vegetables, Cheng Feng followed him two steps, and suddenly said: "By the way, Yuan Xiao..."

"Ok?"

"..." Cheng Feng was silent, and then said, "Bring a vegetable basket."

"I won't forget, don't worry!"

Looking back at his room, Cheng Feng lowered his eyebrows, said nothing, and walked to the lush green vegetable field with Yuan Xiao.

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There is no sun and moon in the mountains, which may describe this place.

Working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day, Yuan Xiao established various friendly relationships with the surrounding villagers, exchanged all kinds of vegetables, and the dishes on their tables became more and more abundant.

This is what Ji Jing likes to hear very much, and obviously, it is also what Yuan Xiao likes to hear very much.

He devoted [-]% of his enthusiasm to this program, not just because of the simple folk customs here, and not just because of the beautiful scenery, but...

In any case, he still hopes that this hard-won variety show can maintain their popularity to some extent.

Yuan Xiao didn't say anything, but Cheng Feng knew about it, and cooperated.

Another day of heavy rain in summer, Yuan Xiao couldn't go out, and Ji Jing was not in a hurry to shoot today, it was rare that Yuan Xiao was able to find a recliner to rest.

Amidst the rhythmic sound of rain, he didn't know what had fallen asleep.

When I woke up, the heavy rain had finished, and half of the sun's head was exposed from the edge of the clouds in the sky, which dyed the clouds on this mountain into a very beautiful golden yellow.

Cheng Feng was sitting beside him, holding a small book in his hand, the moment Yuan Xiao woke up, he put the book back into his trouser pocket.

Yuan Xiao: "... what is that?"

"A notebook." Cheng Feng wrote lightly, "Are you awake?"

"Yes... I fell asleep for some reason."

The wall clock in the room was ticking. Not far away, there was the sound of chopping meat and vegetables from the kitchen. Cheng Feng looked up at the clock and suddenly asked, "Want to go for a walk? I have something to tell you."

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