However, he couldn't reveal that he was looking for a blanket for Bai Ye. There were more people who were targeting Bai Ye, and there might be rumors of Bai Ye acting like a big shot again.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a while. The woman who had been watching understood. She smiled and waved her hand. "Child, which blanket do you like? Just take it back. Auntie doesn't want money. Just bring it back before you leave."
"It's okay," the woman said. "There are only two of us in my house. We don't need too many blankets. You can choose whatever you want."
It was better to get a blanket for free. It would be good to shut Zhou Yu up.
Qi Xingchen couldn't be bothered to care about Zhou Yu. He picked the driest bed and pulled it down while chatting with the woman. "Aren't you afraid that I won't return it after taking it?"
"I'm not afraid. Your eyes are clear. I can tell that you're a kind child."
Qi Xingchen blinked his amber eyes and smiled embarrassedly. His eyes were shining.
The cameraman covered his heart and muttered, "Damn … this monkey is starting to show off his charm again. He's definitely up to no good!"
However, the cameraman guessed wrong this time. Qi Xingchen folded the blanket and carried it on his shoulder. He asked politely, "Auntie, my name is Qi Xingchen. My nickname is Xing Xing. How should I address you?"
"Call me Auntie Sun," Widow Sun said.
Thank you for the blanket, "Qi Xingchen said." I can stay here for seven days. If you need any help during these seven days, feel free to look for me. I can help you with everything from cutting melons and vegetables to fixing light bulbs and flushing toilets. "
"Wow, that's amazing. Good, good, good!"
Widow Sun hadn't finished cooking yet, so Qi Xingchen didn't want to disturb her. He thanked her again and left with the blanket.
After taking two steps, he didn't hear anyone following behind him.
He really wanted to go back alone, but there were cameras around. He could only pretend to be united. He turned around and looked at Zhou Yu. "Brother Yu?"
Zhou Yu was relieved from the awkwardness just now. He pulled a long face and looked worse than constipation.
When Qi Xingchen returned home, everyone had finished cleaning up the house and was sitting in a circle in the living room, pondering what to eat for dinner.
Bai Ye had no interest in participating in this kind of conversation. He leaned against the window and looked out in boredom.
Suddenly, he saw a person sneaking in through the door.
The man was carrying something white on his shoulder. He winked at the big yellow dog and made a "shh" gesture.
His actions were as strange as it could get. He didn't look like a good person.
Bai Ye was afraid of another burglary, so he wanted to go out and take a look.
In the end, after the man finished his discussion with Big Yellow, he raised his head.
A palm-sized face with fair skin and single eyelids. Wasn't this Qi Xingchen?!
Bai Ye watched as Qi Xingchen slipped back into the room with the quilt. Five minutes later, he appeared in the living room as if nothing had happened.
"Xing Xing, why did you run off halfway just now? Where did you go?" Zhang Yunfei asked.
"It was too stuffy in the room. I went out to get some fresh air."
"Hey, what fresh air?" Zhou Yu sneered. "You obviously went to look for a quilt!"
Liu Ziyu was curious. "Looking for a quilt?
Why would you look for a quilt?
Zhou Yu snorted. "Delicate."
Zhou Yu's tone was strange. Everyone present could hear that there was a problem.
Luo Qiuman changed the topic in time. "Why don't we go to Old Zeng's garden and pick some vegetables ourselves?"
Celebrities rarely had the opportunity to participate in this kind of farmhouse activity. Hearing this, they happily went back to their rooms to change into trousers suitable for the vegetable field.
Bai Ye's eyes fell on Qi Xingchen, who also ran into the house.
With the little fan's character, was it possible that he was so delicate that he had to sleep in a clean quilt?
Then he came to the answer himself. Well, the skin on the little fan's back was so tender. It was indeed possible.
It was the time for the first season of vegetables to ripen. Everyone was having a lot of fun. Old Zeng came to call them for dinner and then reluctantly went back with the trophies.
The female celebrities' trophies were basically persimmons, cucumbers and other vegetables, which were just right for dinner.
Qi Xing Chen, on the other hand, was empty-handed. He sat down beside Old Zeng and poured wine for him as he tried to curry favor with him.
Looking at his posture, he was even closer to Old Zeng than his own son!
Everyone was amused. Director Zhao and Assistant Li felt their scalps tingle. They kept wondering if the monkey was up to something again.
Fortunately, Qi Xingchen only wanted to understand the situation in the village. In the time it took to eat a meal, he knew everything in the village. He even knew when the village head's dog eloped with a stray dog.
Old Zeng's house was big. Each house had three or four rooms. This time, the guests did not need to be assigned rooms.
At night, Qi Xingchen listened to the sounds in the yard until only the sound of cicadas could be heard. He held the quilt he borrowed during the day and knocked on Bai Ye's door.
So when Bai Ye opened the door, he saw a tall pile of white quilts. A small head poked out from behind the quilt.
The small head whispered, "Don't ask. Let me in first."
Bai Ye turned sideways and made way for the small head.
Qi Xingchen held the quilt and went straight to the single bed.
Sure enough, the quilt was lifted and piled aside by the owner of the bed, revealing the hard bed underneath.
Qi Xingchen huffed and puffed as he laid out the new bedding and folded the damp bedding. He clapped his hands and said, "I don't like white bedding. It's just like in the hospital. Your blue bedding looks much better.
It turned out that the little fan ran out to look for the quilt because of him. Bai Ye was stunned and raised his eyebrows. "Didn't you already change?"
He was afraid of being discovered, so he came in and made a move. He forgot to ask Bai Ye first.
If he didn't want to change, wouldn't he be doing something bad with good intentions?
Qi Xingchen was silent for a long time. Bai Ye saw that he was defeated and finally let him go. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "But what a coincidence. I happen to like white."
Qi Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief. He was completely relieved.
"Then I'll change the blue one." Qi Xingchen picked up the quilt. "By the way, don't tell anyone about what happened tonight."
He had been careful since he came in and tried not to make a sound. He didn't want the audience to know about Bai Ye's problem. He didn't want to be slandered.
Bai Ye was very cooperative. He imitated Qi Xingchen and said, "Thank you, I won't tell anyone, but -"
He bent his index finger and knocked Qi Xingchen on the forehead. "But we have a camera in the room. Did you forget?"
As a poor little guy who participated in the show for the first time, Qi Xingchen often forgot about the existence of the camera. He rolled around gloomily for a long time before falling asleep.
Bai Ye lay on the soft and clean quilt. He smelled the unique grassy countryside wind and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning, Big Rooster woke up the sleeping guests.
Director Zhao was crueler than Big Rooster. In the yard of the Zeng family, he held a loudspeaker in one hand and pulled a middle-aged man with the other. He shouted, "Are you all awake?"
Oh, oh, oh. "The guests responded sluggishly." We're awake. "
Director Zhao: "... Okay, then I'll announce today's task."
"The one standing next to me is Old Tie. He is a blacksmith who specializes in making basins, ladles and other daily necessities.
Today's task is — — Come, Xiao Li — — "
After hearing the voice, the stage supervisor, Xiao Li, drove a small farming tricycle slowly out of the shed.
The back of the tricycle was filled with all kinds of iron utensils.
"Today's task is to go to the market with Old Tie to sell iron utensils.
The more you sell, the higher the completion rate of the task. "
Hearing the unfamiliar term "completion rate of the task", Zhou Yu asked, "What's the difference between a high and low completion rate?"
"If the completion rate of the task is less than 50%, the task will be considered a failure.
If the completion rate is above 50%, there will be no deduction or reward. If the completion rate reaches 100%, that is, all sold out, you will receive a hidden reward. "
That was a large cart of iron utensils!
How could it be sold out?
The yard was filled with complaints. No matter who it was, there was a limit to the amount of daily necessities they needed. With such a large cart, let alone selling half of it, it was a big problem to even sell one-tenth of it!
While everyone was complaining, Qi Xingchen's expression was not very good.
When he was chatting with Zeng Er last night, Zeng Er said that the blacksmith next door was the one with the most difficult conditions in the village.
It seemed that it was this Old Tie.
If there really was a market for iron utensils, Old Tie would not be in such a situation.
From this, it could be seen that Old Tie's goods were definitely harder to sell than expected.
But no matter how hard it was to sell, they still had to go. Under the urging of the program team, everyone carried their bags and headed out in the morning light.
There were not many customers at the market. Old Tie slowly drove forward and said with a smile, "We're almost at my stall. My son bought soy milk and youtiao for you.
It's not expensive, but it's hot. Don't dislike it! "
Everyone expressed that they did not dislike it. Today, they might have to deduct two thousand yuan from their travel fund. If they could eat a free meal, it was better than nothing.
Ten meters forward, the two huge words "iron utensils" came into view.
Under the cover of two bamboo poles and a piece of cloth, the stall had already been set up.
There were no goods on it, only seven sets of breakfast.
Behind the stall, a boy of 14 or 15 years old was holding a pen and seemed to be writing something.
"Uncle Tie." Qi Xingchen immediately frowned. "Your son is not going to school today?"
"He was supposed to, but something happened at home, so he had a break."
"… If a teacher has a family problem, can't he let another teacher take over?" Liu Ziyu could not figure it out. "Besides, it can't be that there's only one class a day, right?"
"Oh, girl, you don't understand us!
Little Tie's school only has one teacher, who teaches Chinese and mathematics. Something happened at home, so of course he doesn't have classes! "
Liu Ziyu was shocked when she heard this, but in fact, many poor mountainous areas were like this.
Teachers were scarce, and a teacher had to take on several positions.
Not to mention the quality of teaching, if one day the teacher could not come, the whole class would be suspended.
"Okay, we're here." Old Tie parked the car in an open space and jumped out first. "Little Tie, come and call for people!"
Little Tie put down his pen, greeted the guests, and very sensibly called everyone for breakfast.
Qi Xingchen watched Little Tie from the corner of his eye while eating. He saw that Little Tie went back to where he was and continued to write. As he wrote, he wiped the corner of his mouth.
Qi Xingchen said, "Little Tie, come here."
"Brother Xing Xing." He obeyed.
"Doing yesterday's homework."
Little Tie scratched his head. "There are a few application questions that I don't know."
"Okay, I'll help you look at them later." Qi Xingchen picked up a fried dough stick from his plate. "In exchange for answering the questions, help me eat this fried dough stick that I can't finish."
Little Tie was honest and kind, and could not tell whether Qi Xingchen was telling the truth or not. He happily took the fried dough stick.
Qi Xingchen looked at him wolfing it down and felt gratified but also distressed. He passed the soy milk to him. "Eat slowly, don't choke."
When he passed the soy milk to him, he suddenly found that there was one more fried dough stick on his plate.
He turned his head to look at Bai Ye, but Bai Ye seemed to be eating very seriously and did not see him.
After breakfast, Qi Xingchen fulfilled his promise and asked Little Tie to bring the exercise book over.
"Application questions?" Zhou Yu heard Qi Xingchen's words and came over.
"Aren't you an art major?" Zhou Yu squinted at the exercise book in Qi Xingchen's hand. "You know this stuff?"