Chapter 39 The Kindness of an Old Father

Of course, the two people who were full and satisfied didn’t care about their image in front of the camera. They only cared about whether they were caught eating secretly.

I didn't see the director team coming up before going to bed, which means I got through it safely!

Compared to the people in the other rooms who were so hungry that they could only watch food shows or sleep to pass the time, Wen Shuang and Jiang Ning were satisfied.

There were two beds in the standard room, separated by an aisle. After turning off the lights and getting into bed, Jiang Ning said softly, "Everything has been cleaned up."

Wen Shuang: “Yeah.”

Yes, a dreamless night.

The next morning, the drizzle continued, and the rustling sound hitting the glass window was easy to help sleep. Wen Shuang also made full mental preparations in a half-awake state before struggling to sit up from the bed. Jiang Ning noticed it, and with difficulty opened a crack of his eyes, and said vaguely: "Where are you going?"

"Go to sleep." Wen Shuang patted Jiang Ning's shoulder as he stood up. His voice was low as he had just woken up, which made Jiang Ning fall asleep again in a daze.

Wen Shuang washed up quietly, then dressed and grabbed a new raincoat at the door before heading out. It was only dawn now, and everyone was still asleep. It seemed he was the only one who understood the importance of waking up early to survive. He was already feeling hungry, but Wen Shuang knew he wouldn't make it until the recording session ended tomorrow afternoon. He had to keep his life to pursue President Xuan! The thought of Xuan Zhe's mouth immediately filled with the taste of boneless chicken feet. "What a great favor!" Wen Shuang thought to herself. "I'll extend my meal delivery time to President Xuan for another month!"

Jiang Ning was not called because he looked very sleepy, and Wen Shuang couldn't bear to let him get tired in the freezing cold. Secondly, Zhu Lian had reminded him before coming that it would be beneficial for him to get along well with Jiang Ning. After all, Jiang Ning's fans are known as the "nuclear bombs" in the circle, and if they were really hit by one, they would end up like Chen Zong now.

On the way to the back mountain, we met a few directors who were walking towards us with empty hands.

Wen Shuang was confused: "Director, where have you been?"

The director's face was not good, the look of embarrassment after he had been severely punished by life for not believing in evil. "No, the air is good in the morning, so I came out for a walk."

Wen Shuang: "..." What a refined mood, it's raining and you're still out strolling

The two sides said goodbye and dispersed. Seeing that Wen Shuang was following their old path, the director chuckled and said, "We checked, there's nothing. Wen Shuang will be back in less than half an hour with a sad face."

That's impossible, the Koi's physique allows it to do whatever it wants.

Of course, that wasn't entirely the reason. The crew had arrived too early, leaving the mushrooms huddled in the wetland grass, their caps still closed. Add to that the overcast sky, and they were easily overlooked. Wen Shuang's grandfather had taught him how to identify mushrooms and where to pick them most conveniently, so his basic knowledge was miles ahead of everyone else's. When the photographer saw Wen Shuang discover a pile of mushrooms, he wanted to rush down and pull the crew up, demanding, "What are your eyes for?"

The rain stopped, and a ray of warm sunshine broke through the dark clouds, shining directly on Wen Shuang amidst the wet greenery. The scene was quite beautiful, and the photographer took a quick shot.

After Wen Shuang finished her work, she stood up and looked around. There was a road on the cliff on the right. It was not built, but was walked out by people over the years. No matter how remote the place is, where there are mountains and water, there are people. The old people who are hidden behind the world still exist. They work from sunrise to sunset, guarding the mountain life left by their ancestors, and occasionally come out to see the outside world.

There was indeed someone there. A middle-aged man with his trousers rolled up to his knees came down the mountain road carrying a shovel. Wen Shuang immediately went to greet him, forcing out her signature smile, "Uncle, I want to ask you something."

"Recording a show," the man said cheerfully, as if he knew in advance. Looking at his simple face, Wen Shuang suddenly realized that this could not be the "NPC" in the show.

After a conversation with the man, Wen Shuang learned that there was a village three or four kilometers behind the villa. The villagers mainly made a living by selling mountain products due to the abundant rainfall in this season. The director team had communicated with them in advance that if celebrities or amateurs came, they could provide some food, but required an equal exchange.

Wen Shuang asked: "What in exchange?"

"Mushrooms, wild vegetables, and some rare mushrooms, all are fine." The man took a puff of his pipe and looked at Wen Shuang with a friendly but somewhat teasing look, as if he didn't believe that this thin, fair young man could find anything good. The treasures in the mountains can only be known by the people in the mountains.

This is also the reason why the director team chose the location here. In order to let the guests get close to nature, it is naturally more difficult for a group of people living in the city to come here. At the same time, the scenery here is beautiful and the audience can also feast their eyes.

"Mushrooms?" Wen Shuang asked, and without waiting for the man to nod, she took out a bunch from behind her, "Are these okay?"

The sparks from the dry tobacco fell on the moist soil and went out instantly.

Just like the hope in the hearts of the director team.

"Notice! Notice! Guest Wen Shuang was the first to unlock the program NPC and complete an equivalent transaction with him. He now has half a bag of corn flour, a small bucket of cooking oil, 500 grams of flour, and two tomatoes." The broadcast suddenly exploded in the villa, and a bunch of people sat up in shock from their dying illness.

What the hell

Jiang Ning had been exhausted from running around for endorsements the previous few days, and he slept like a baby. He stared blankly at the empty bed across from him, listening to the announcement three times before he understood its meaning. He suddenly believed a sentence he had read online: "I feel like I can easily win by following Wen Shuang. This person has a mysterious aura."

Jiang Ning fell back on the bed and laughed out loud after a moment. He really won by lying down.

The guests came out of the room one after another, all hungry, and planned to exchange first-hand information with Wen Shuang. In fact, there was no need to exchange, as the program crew would not do anything extreme. The people in the village had already come out, and everyone had a backpack behind them, filled with flour, vegetables and the like. As long as the guests were willing to work in the fields and find what they needed, they would naturally have something to eat.

Chen Zong understood the rules and immediately packed up and went out, ignoring Wu Tan who was standing beside him. It seemed that these two people did not get along very well.

"Oh, it's so muddy outside." Lin Nuan stood at the door, looking at the muddy road outside with disgust, then turned her gaze to Wen Shuang. The woman's eyes were like clouds and mist, with a watery look, which was very lovable. Any normal man would lend a helping hand, but Wen Shuang didn't like women, and the radar system couldn't scan these teasings at all. After looking at Lin Nuan for a moment, he blinked innocently and went in.

Lin Nuan: "..."

Wang Yuze was the one who got caught, and smiled at Lin Nuan: "Why don't you come with me?"

Lin Nuan forced a smile: "Okay."

The sun was out at this time, but when Wen Shuang left, the humidity was heavy, wrapped in the early morning chill, which froze him to death. As soon as he came in, Jiang Ning saw that his lips were pale and his hands holding the bag were bloodless.

"Look, breakfast is here." Wen Shuang smiled and shook hands with Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning took the things and pushed him into the bathroom. "Stop talking about this. Come on, take a hot shower!"

Wen Shuang was wearing only one set of clothes, which were a little damp. When she came out wrapped in a bathrobe, the clothes hadn't dried yet. Jiang Ning, who never wanted to share these things with others, took out a set of thick casual clothes from the cloakroom. It still smelled lightly of laundry detergent and handed it to Wen Shuang directly: "Put it on."

Wen Shuang was not polite either, "Thank you." He changed his clothes and came back, asking Jiang Ning to go downstairs to cook. Jiang Ning was a bad cook, and could not do anything except frying eggs and cooking porridge, so he just watched Wen Shuang's performance.

Wen Shuang took out the mushrooms she had picked last night and used the flour she had exchanged for them to make fried mushrooms. She made the corn flour into palm-sized cakes, but left the tomatoes untouched.

It was the first time that Jiang Ning had seen fried mushrooms, and he tasted them so delicious after taking a bite! He was completely conquered by Wen Shuang, and he lay on Wen Shuang's shoulder. The two of them were like childhood friends, not only close, but also very pleasing to the eye when they were together. Wen Shuang scooped up a spoonful, and Jiang Ning grabbed one, blew on it, and put it in his mouth.

"Be careful, don't get burned." Wen Shuang reminded.

Several directors were dumbfounded.

"This..." One of the assistant directors couldn't help but mutter, "Do we even need to hype up this couple? They won't make it real, will they?"

The director glared at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhu Lian had a blank expression on her face. She took a photo to report the progress to President Xuan, which made her laugh to death. She didn't dare to do it at all.

Wen Shuang washed the wild vegetables and put them away. After eating and drinking with Jiang Ning, he became more energetic and became a happy little quail again.

"If you're tired, just rest." Wen Shuang said to Jiang Ning, "I'll go take a look and try to get something better."

Jiang Ning: "I've rested enough! Let's go for a walk!" He felt guilty for having eaten a meal for free, and he wished he could find a bunch of wild vegetables and mushrooms to give to Wen Shuang, oh no, two meals. By the way, how did the meal last night come from? Jiang Ning was so busy eating that he forgot to ask. Now he wanted to ask, but the camera approached, so he immediately shut up.

Chen Zong over there also had a good harvest. He was exchanging food with the villagers. When he got a cucumber, he stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word.

The people in the village couldn't stop smiling, because these mountain products could usually be sold for a lot of money, but now these celebrity artists have become cheap labor.

Peng Shanshan could endure some hardship, but Lin Nuan simply couldn't. She sat on the roadside with a parasol, hoping that her amateurish appearance could bring her some good things. The weather was not hot, so she rolled up her pants to her knees, revealing her fair calves. She stepped barefoot on the black mud, which made her jade feet stand out even more. It must be said that her innate conditions were quite good.

When she saw Jiang Ning and Wen Shuang, Lin Nuan's eyes lit up.

Wen Shuang spoke first, "It's cold, don't expose your feet like that." Without waiting for Lin Nuan to say anything, he added gravely, "It will cause menstrual cramps."

The smile on Lin Nuan's face suddenly stopped, and she stared at Wen Shuang seriously: "Really?" She did have severe dysmenorrhea and kept talking about going to the hospital, but her agent didn't allow it and always kept her schedule full.

"That's common sense." Wen Shuang leaned over and picked up Lin Nuan's shoes that were lying on the slope and handed them to her, "Put them on."

Lin Nuan took it awkwardly. It wasn't because Wen Shuang looked so clear and gentle, but she felt a bit of the kindness of an old father!