"Uncle, you're not selling honey, you're a human trafficker, specializing in kidnapping flower girls!" Ling Sheng hugged his arm in fear, and he was also a master of the play.

Jun Shiyan chuckled: "I'm a human trafficker, still follow me?" ”

Ling Sheng was very serious: "Because I think you are a good person." ”

Jun Shiyan's voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself: "Well, people who are only good to you." ”

Ling Sheng heard his words clearly, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his little face quickly became suspiciously red.

Ling Sheng ran away with Jun Shiyan.

The remaining few unlucky eggs finally moved, and they didn't wait, and it was estimated that it was easier to walk than to wait for the car.

Cheng also hummed and chirped, more annoying than Tang Seng, and kept talking about his donkey, questioning the program team about his donkey, and he had to let the program team return his donkey.

After walking for half an hour.

There was a car across the road, van.

Several people were ecstatic, and when they got closer, they saw that it was the crew's car, and lamented loudly in disappointment, why was it so unlucky!

The props crew got out of the car and led a donkey directly.

Mo Ning was also annoyed by Cheng Ye's nagging, so he asked the people in the props team to go to the villager's house to see if they would buy or rent a donkey for him and block his mouth.

When Cheng Ye saw the donkey, his excited eyes rushed up with green light: "Little Heihei, my little Heihei, you finally came back, I knew that you were kidnapped by them." ”

But.

That's not right!

This is obviously a donkey cub!

It looked like he had just been weaned before it reached his chest.

"Where's my little black black? This isn't my little black black! Cheng is also a smart person, and he reacted immediately and was routined by the program team.

Give him such a little donkey, not as big as him, and ride him to think that he is a crime, bullying the donkey cub!

"Shangxian, I'm really sorry, when we arrive, it's all left." The director of the props team is also a drama spirit, and he touched the little donkey's head with teary eyes: "Mom, your little Heihei, confessed before he died, and entrusted it to you, I hope you can raise it as a donkey like your own son." ”

As he spoke, the people in the props team all bowed their heads and wiped their tears.

Cheng also looked at the little donkey and wanted to cry without tears.

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy.

He said how could he give him a donkey so easily!

Cheng Ye's donkey came back, the son of Xiao Heihei, he gave him a name, called Little Gray Gray, and led the little donkey to walk forward with everyone.

The brothers and sisters looked at the younger brother holding the donkey with a loveless face, and laughed very unkindly.

The program team is too chicken thief, they really got a donkey and tricked their younger brother into a routine.

This donkey cub is thin and small, let alone riding it, it is almost the same as riding you.

The guests walked ahead.

Mo Ning and Lin Ci drove behind and followed awkwardly, always saying that it was not far away.

When the sun went down, Mo Ning comforted them, saying that they had already walked more than halfway, and asked them to continue to work hard and keep up the good work.

At this time, a farm electric tricycle came from behind, driven by a gray-haired grandfather.

Several people stopped the car and got into the car in a hurry.

"Child, you can come up, but your little donkey can't come up, the car is small, and it can't hold it." The old man looked at him: "You give the donkey to them, and you come up yourself." ”

Cheng also cried with a sad face: "Director Mo, your little donkey." ”

Mo Ning corrected seriously: "No, it's your little donkey!" ”

Sunset.

Cheng Ye, the heartbroken man, led his little donkey, and walked forward step by step, miserable and desolate.