Lu He secretly decided that he must help Daqiang.

Outside the courtyard, Uncle Liu looked at his son's distant back, first smiled, and then sighed, when he was sober, he would feel a little distressed about his son, but this emotion was fleeting.

He obviously misses his wife, but when he sees the extremely similar faces of his son and wife, he can't like it.

Xie Lan went so decisively, there was no news for so many years.

She left, the family was scattered, and Liu Neng suddenly didn't know who to show to fight, so he sank all the way.

Sometimes he hates Xie Lan for being hard-hearted, and sometimes he hopes that Xie Lan will not be disturbed by disease, nor will he be trapped by wind and rain, and he hopes that Xie Lan can remember that he rode a free car for dozens of kilometers to deliver eggs to Xie Jia Village at that time.

After Liu Daqiang went to the town, he was begging Lu's father to help him on the barrage.

[Can you help Liu Neng quit drinking, Daqiang is so hard, he finally has to go to the town to sell vegetables on the weekend]

[Thin shoulders pick up the burden of life, how can Liu bear it]

[Why do I want to cry when I see Daqiang smiling so brightly]

[He's walking to town, how long does this have to go]

[Can't the program team help send it? ] 】

[How can you reflect their hard work if you send it]

When Lu Shao'an was transporting the fifth car of garbage, he saw Liu Neng standing outside holding a wine bottle.

Liu Daqiang is only fourteen years old, and Liu Neng is actually relieved that he is carrying such a heavy thing over the mountains and mountains to sell it alone.

He thought of his father, is it that all alcoholic men are indifferent?

"The child is so young, you don't follow?" Lu Shaoan couldn't help but ask.

Liu Neng took a sip of wine: "Two people are needed for this matter?" ”

"Daqiang is a good child, we as fathers, we must lead by example, and we will make mistakes when we drink." Lu Shaoan took the opportunity to persuade.

"Good boy to you, do you want to?" Liu Neng looked like a scoundrel.

Lu Shaoan nodded helplessly: "I'll deliver the garbage." ”

……

On the way to town.

Liang Shuang pedaled the tricycle hard.

Grandma Deng patted Liang Shuang on the back.

The woman thought that the old man was in trouble and stopped the car.

"Girl, let me get out of the car, the uphill road is too difficult to walk, pull me, laborious." Grandma Deng held the paper on which she had written her words.

Liang Shuang smiled slightly: "Grandma, don't move, I'll speed up." She stood up and let all her strength press on one leg.

The wind in the mountains was blowing, with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, Liang Shuang sniffed hard: "Grandma, if it goes well, I want to see the scenery when I come back, it's so beautiful here." ”

Grandma Deng let out an 'ah' to agree.

She has spent some time in the city and has also worked as a maid in a rich man's family, and no one is as capable as Liang Shuang.

Grandma Deng thought of Yin Xia, when she left, she was about the same age as Liang Shuang, when she first saw Liang Shuang, she was in a trance for a moment, Liang Shuang and Yin Xia were very similar, and the old man's eyes were filled with tears.

"Grandma, did you read a lot of books when you were young, and your handwriting is really beautiful." A poor old man in her sixties in the mountainous area can write beautiful handwriting, Liang Shuang guesses that she must not be an ordinary person.

Grandma Deng was slightly stunned, and then shook her head, she had written as ugly as possible, just for fear that others would see it.

"Yes, you can't speak, then you don't have to answer me, listen to me, I think you are very similar to my grandmother, my grandmother is an old accountant, and she always wears glasses in memory......" Liang Shuang didn't continue, the original owner seemed to be an orphan, and suddenly there was an extra grandmother, how to explain.

Grandma Deng made another 'ahh

"Grandma, you weren't born unable to speak, what's wrong with your voice?"

"There are no big hospitals here, after the live broadcast, I'll take you to Jingzhou to have a look."

Grandma Deng shrank behind the chicken coop as if she had been caught a glimpse of the secret.

"Grandma, I thought of a way, if you agree with my statement, just pat me on the back, and disagree with the slap twice." Liang Shuang said all the way by himself, and he always felt a little bored.

Grandma Deng gently patted her on the back twice.

"Grandma, let's talk about this matter when I get home, is Merlin Town lively?"

Grandma Deng patted Liang Shuang.

With a response, Liang Shuang talked more.

In Meilin Town, the staff arrived half an hour early and prepared at the place where Grandma Deng sold chickens, and the live broadcast room was opened in advance.

According to Grandma Deng's description, how much you can sell in the afternoon depends on luck, sometimes one can't be sold, and sometimes you can sell all of them in an hour.

The first task of Mrs. Kuo of the wealthy family was to shout and sell chickens, and it was discussed on the barrage.

[Is the direction the camera pointing to Liang Shuang? She's not posing? Really pedaled all the way through the three wheels? 】

[The butt is off the saddle, which is the same when I was a kid when I couldn't ride a bike]

[The clothes are wet, which means that she rode all the way]

When Liang Shuang saw the camera, he subconsciously pulled the brim of his hat, he must be very ugly at this time.

After nearly an hour's drive, Liang Shuang wanted to stop and rest several times on the way, but he was afraid that he would not be able to return to the village before dark in the afternoon, so he gritted his teeth and persevered.

She could feel the sweat on her face drying again and again, and it was estimated that it had condensed into salt crystals at the moment, her makeup must have been spent, and there was the smell of sweat.

The camera is focused on her, probably trying to record the real side, but she doesn't want everyone to see herself so embarrassed.

Liang Shuang braked and put on a mask and sunglasses.

[Is Liang Shuang going to be a thief? ] Cover your face tightly]

[Maybe I'm afraid of being recognized, I'm afraid that everyone is buying chicken for her popularity]

[Is she popular?] It's not a star, who knows? 】

[Wrapped like this, isn't there no three hundred taels of silver here? 】

[Why do you always maliciously speculate about her? Don't you see that her clothes are all wet? Obviously, I put on makeup and don't want everyone to see it.]

[If I can prove that she came by herself on three wheels, I will never hack her from now on]

Liang Shuang pulled the car aside, locked it, and helped Grandma Deng down.

Grandma Deng wrote on the paper: "Drink saliva, your clothes haven't dried along the way." ”

Then he gave Liang Shuang a thumbs up.

The cameraman gave a close-up of the note.

[I'm afraid we don't know that Liang Shuang is sweating]

[The show is too obvious]

[I almost believed it without this close-up]

[Wearing a mask, isn't it stuffy? 】

The general control didn't expect netizens to think so, originally they just gave a shot casually, but they were actually said to be a show by fans.

The management couldn't help but post on the barrage: Our guests didn't know the camera angle in advance.

Liang Shuang didn't watch the barrage, she just wanted to complete the task as soon as possible.

The architecture of Meilin Town is completely different from that of Meicun, the town is dominated by wooden houses, and vendors set up stalls on both sides of the road, with everything to eat, wear, and use.

The streets are noisy, but there seem to be more vendors than shoppers.

Everyone shouted and shouted.

Grandma Deng couldn't speak, so she could only stand and wait for others to find out.

The chicken coop is not big, and it is very inconspicuous next to the sugar gourd stall, so if it goes on like this, let alone ten chickens, I am afraid that one will not be sold.