Shen Xingsui looked at Fu Jinxiao with an innocent yet somewhat puzzled gaze.

Fu Jinxiao met his gaze and sighed inwardly. He still had someone wipe his face clean. His tone sounded like criticism but was actually more affectionate: "How old are you? You still cry so easily, like a little girl. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by your fans?"

Shen Xingsui was already embarrassed and annoyed, and when she heard him say that, she retorted angrily, "No, that's not it. I don't cry all the time. I'm just like this because..."

Fu Jinxiao raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Because of what?"

Shen Xingsui lowered his head, trying to distract himself by holding the accounting notebook in his hand, but under the intense gaze beside him, he finally said softly, "Because I felt you were working too hard, so..."

As they spoke, they probably felt embarrassed and their voices grew softer and softer until they were almost gone.

Fu Jinxiao looked at the honest-looking boy in front of her and chuckled softly: "So you feel sorry for me?"

He spoke for him.

Shen Xingsui felt as if her little secret had been revealed, but she was also very happy to be understood, so she nodded gently.

Fu Jinxiao sat down opposite him and glanced at the young man whose skin was red from the sun. He had jogged over in the heat and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. He was usually very well-mannered, sitting and standing properly, but he probably hadn't even noticed it himself, as he was slightly hunched over from exhaustion.

"Why don't you take care of yourself?" Fu Jinxiao poured a glass of water from the kettle next to him and handed it to him: "Filming the show didn't make you work your butt off, but in this weather, go ask the production team for some sunscreen later, otherwise you'll have to go to the hospital to get sunburned after filming."

Shen Xingsui belatedly realized: "Huh?"

"What do you mean, 'ah'?"

Fu Jinxiao sat back down in her chair, opened the food he had brought, and slowly said, "You're so tired, yet you don't even know how to take care of yourself. It's a good thing your teacher doesn't cry as easily as you, otherwise, seeing you like this, wouldn't I be sitting here crying my eyes out?"

His humorous and teasing words made Shen Xingsui burst out laughing.

But as she laughed, Shen Xingsui slowly realized that Fu Yingdi meant that he was also feeling sorry for her now.

Is it true or false...?

Perhaps it was just a casual remark, just an example.

Shen Xingsui's mind was in turmoil, unable to come up with an answer. She was both hopeful and uncertain, while the viewers in the live stream were quite excited.

I think I bumped into something!

"Sui Sui is really something; he always seems to think more about others."

"The most pitiful thing is that hardly anyone cares about him."

"Yes, yes, Brother Fu cares about him, hehe."

"Waaah, I'm suddenly so touched. Thank you, Brother Fu, for taking care of our Sui Sui."

"Get this couple locked up right now!"

As the morning drew to a close, many people learned that idols were selling fruit at the local farmers' market, some of whom were fans and relatively well-off.

The lunch break hadn't been long when a little girl in a yellow shirt came up to the stall and asked, "Boss, how much is your fruit?"

Shen Xingsui quickly walked over and told them the price.

The little girl in the yellow dress was incredibly generous: "Okay, okay, give me ten pounds of each of these!"

Shen Xingsui was shocked: "Although we are very grateful for your support of our business, can you really finish eating all of this?"

The little girl in yellow glanced shyly at Fu Jinxiao behind her and said, "It's alright, you don't need to worry about that. If you really want to thank me, why don't you think of a way to give me some kind of gift?"

Because they had heard about the show's rules, which prohibited transactions based on celebrity relationships, they couldn't directly ask for a photo. The actor's fans were quite mature and sensible, so they had to use this indirect way to ask for a perk.

Shen Xingsui fell into deep thought, unable to think of anything as a gift: "Then I, then we..."

Just as he hesitated, Fu Jinxiao's voice came from behind him, generous and magnanimous: "A gift, is it? No problem."

Shen Xingsui turned around.

Fu Jinxiao said, "Have Shen Xingchen and the others come back to help you pack the fruit. I'll be right back."

Shen Xingsui didn't ask him where he was going, only giving him unconditional trust. After responding, she sent a message to Shen Xingchen, and then they started helping customers pick out fruit together.

Not long after, Fu Jinxiao returned.

Fu, the movie star, held a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone that he had taken from a nearby convenience store. He spread them out on the table behind him, dipped his brush in the ink, and with his arm hanging slightly, the ink-stained brush tip touched the Xuan paper. The strong and powerful strokes were evident, and the writing was completed almost in one go. The four characters "万事如意" (May all your wishes come true) appeared on the paper, with beautiful movements and bold handwriting.

The fans waiting nearby excitedly covered their lips.

After putting down the calligraphy brush, Fu Jinxiao looked up at her and smiled, "Is this free gift alright?"

"Yes, yes!" The fans practically nodded their heads off. She stomped her feet excitedly, her words tumbling out unsteadily, "Really? Is it really for me?"

Fu Jinxiao nodded politely and gently: "Thank you for your support. You've worked hard."

A double entendre.

Firstly, I want to thank the fans for buying so much fruit, and secondly, it must have been really hard work for them to travel all the way to this remote town.

The little girl in the yellow dress was almost in tears, and even a little uncertain: "It's not hard work, it's not hard work. Can I ask if this is really for me?"

Fu Jinxiao wore his usual smile. Even though he was dressed in coarse work clothes, the handsome man still looked dazzling: "Really."

The little girl's excited whispers drew the attention of Shen Xingsui and the others not far away.

When Shen Xingsui saw Fu Jinxiao writing for the first time, she asked in surprise, "Is Teacher Fu's handwriting so good?"

“You don’t even know the Fu family’s wealth. Old Master Fu is the director of the Academy of Arts and Sciences. The Fu family has been a renowned scholarly family for a long time. Brother Fu himself has been influenced by culture since childhood. You know, at the last Fu family charity auction, one of Old Master Fu’s calligraphy pieces sold for 80 million.” Shen Xingchen lowered his voice and said, “And Brother Fu himself doesn’t usually write calligraphy, and none of his works have been circulated. But a couple of years ago, one of his handwritten pieces was put up for auction, and it finally sold for 30 million.”

Shen Xingsui's eyes widened.

He finally understood why that fan was so excited. Buying dozens of kilograms of fruit—wasn't that like getting rich overnight?

The viewers in the live stream were also excited:

"Why didn't I get to have such a good thing?"

“Peach Blossom Town, right? I’ll head there tonight.”

"Did this female fan save the galaxy in her past life?"

"This is my brother's fan site admin, hahaha. She won't sell it; her family is very wealthy."

There was still plenty of fruit on the fruit stand, but after a large portion was bought, there wasn't much left; it was almost sold out. Yet, there was still a long queue behind them, with some people having been queuing for a long time. Under the scorching sun, the temperature in Peach Blossom Town was high, and it was hot while queuing. In the end, when it was their turn, there was nothing left, which was quite pitiful.

Li Xu'an suggested, "I just contacted Teacher Li and Ranran, and they still have a small portion of their flowers left unsold."

After hearing this, Shen Xingchen also had an idea: "Why don't we buy some flowers and give them to some customers who have been queuing for a long time but haven't been able to buy any? Otherwise, it would be too pitiful."

After they finished speaking, they both looked at Fu Jinxiao.

This is the person in charge of the finances; without his approval, everything else is just empty talk.

Fu Jinxiao was sitting at the table calculating the accounts, tallying the day's income. Hearing this, she said, "Our fruit is sold at market price. You two made several mistakes in the accounts today. You weren't serious when you were making money, but you're so eager to spend it now?"

Li Xu'an choked up; he was one of the ones who miscalculated the accounts.

Shen Xingchen was also holding back, but still scratched his head, somewhat unwilling to give up, and looked at Shen Xingsui, hoping he could give him some advice.

Shen Xingsui, standing next to her, looked behind her and saw a long line of people. They were really hot; some of them had their backs soaked with sweat from standing for so long, and they were holding their bags to shield themselves from the sun. They were having a hard time waiting.

Shen Xingsui tentatively hesitated, "If Teacher Li's remaining flowers don't sell, they'll probably be sold at a lower price. If we're going to give them away, let's not give too many. Let's give them to the people who have been in line the longest here, otherwise it would really feel awkward..."

Li Xu'an sighed.

He was about to say, "What's the use of saying all this? I just meant the same thing. Brother Fu has already refused. What good will your words do?" He was about to go over and comfort Shen Xingsui to make him give up on the idea when he saw Fu Jinxiao, who was keeping accounts not far away, look up with an extremely gentle expression and nod in agreement: "What you said makes sense."

Li Xu'an: "...?"

Fu Jinxiao put down the bill and said slowly, "Then let's do it your way. We'll keep this stall and clean it up. You and Xingchen go to Teacher Li's place and get some flowers."

Shen Xingsui smiled upon hearing this: "Really?"

Fu Jinxiao nodded.

Shen Xingchen excitedly clenched her fist and jumped up and down: "Yay! Let's go now!"

Shen Xingsui was also very happy. Both of them were simple-minded. Now that they had made up their minds, they quickly went to borrow a car from the production team, leaving Li Xu'an alone, bewildered.

The viewers in the live stream were really amused:

"Haha, Li Xu'an's expression is one of utter disbelief."

"Brother Fu, is this really okay?"

"Your own child's suggestion always makes sense!"

I laughed so hard I almost cried.

Shen Xingsui was negotiating with the production team about borrowing a small tricycle. The production team didn't want to lend it for free and offered a condition: "Fifty for half an hour."

Shen Xingsui was shocked: "Why is it so expensive?"

Shen Xingchen, who had grown up in luxury, didn't seem to notice anything and even wanted to scan the code to pay.

Shen Xingsui stopped him and said to the production team, "This is really too expensive. I used to only pay 4 yuan for an hour of riding a shared bike. How come this electric tricycle is 50 yuan?"

The director said earnestly, "Resources are scarce right now, so this is the price we're offering. If you think it's too expensive, you can ride another one, the non-electric one, which only costs 10 yuan."

Shen Xingsui looked to the side and saw the dilapidated tricycle.

If we want to save time, this is the easiest option. Shen Xingsui hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "This one!"

Shen Xingchen was shocked and stopped her younger brother: "I can't ride this kind of tricycle."

"It's okay, I can manage." Shen Xingsui pulled her brother to sit on the bike, put her feet on the pedals, and asked, "Are you settled?"

The young master, who always sat in the back of luxury cars, was now sitting on a small stool on a tricycle. The grown man shrank back against the side, looking aggrieved, and shouted, "Sit properly!"

Shen Xingsui pedaled forward: "Let's go!"

Despite his seemingly unassuming and unassuming nature, this kid is surprisingly strong. He even carried Shen Xingchen and sped all the way to the bookstore, arriving covered in sweat.

As soon as Shen Xingchen entered the door, she said, "Teacher Li, we've come to buy flowers!"

Teacher Li came out and, not expecting that the customer would be a teammate, said with a smile, "How many do you want? They're 10 yuan a flower."

Shen Xingchen said, "These flowers are quite pretty."

"Of course! They were just picked, and they're packaged very well!" Teacher Li said with pride. "Let Ranran introduce them to you."

Although Shen Xingchen wasn't the type to spend money extravagantly, he hadn't had a concrete concept of money since childhood, and he had never bought flowers himself, so he didn't know whether the price per unit was expensive or not.

An Ran enthusiastically introduced the varieties: "These roses are 10 yuan each, while the others are more expensive, costing 15 yuan each."

Shen Xingsui came over from behind, looked at the flowers, and said softly, "Ranran, give us some of these more common ones. We'll take fifty stems, can you give us a discount?"

An Ran was both amused and exasperated: "This price isn't expensive at all."

“We’re buying a lot.” Shen Xingsui bent down to look at the flowers as if she were haggling at a market, saying, “Look, this flower is a bit wilted, you should give us a discount, and this one is obviously much smaller than the others, it’s not fair to sell it at the same price.”

An Ran was speechless after being choked by his words, and finally had to say, "Alright, alright, I'll give you a discount."

Shen Xingsui was finally satisfied and smiled, "Thank you."

After helping to load the flowers, Shen Xingchen felt sorry for her younger brother who was pedaling so hard. When they got back, Shen Xingsui's shirt was still damp with sweat, so she said, "I'll pedal, I'll pedal."

Shen Xingsui looked at him hesitantly and asked, "Can you?"

"Don't look down on me!" Shen Xingchen patted his chest. "What can possibly stump me?"

As it turns out, although Shen Xingchen is sometimes a bit slow-witted, she has a good learning ability most of the time. She really figured out how to pedal the tricycle. When the two of them returned with the flowers, they were so tired that they couldn't straighten their backs.

Viewers also have different opinions regarding Shen Xingsui's behavior:

"They're so stingy."

"Petty."

"For example, Ranran's demeanor is far inferior."

"Are you short of money?"

"You've made Xingchen so tired too. She's already made a lot of money today, so it's no big deal to spend a little more."

The flowers arrived, and the group distributed them all. They had basically finished clearing out all the fruit from the stall. After packing up the stall, they went to find the old man to give a summary. The old man never dreamed that his fruit could actually be sold out in one day. When he saw the empty stall, he even felt a sense of unreality, as if he were in a dream.

Fu Jinxiao handed him the recorded accounts and said, "Today's total revenue is here, approximately 6213 yuan. Please keep the accounts safe. Later, our program team will withdraw the cash from the bank and send it to you."

"So much, so much?" The old man's hands, rough and calloused from years of hard work, trembled slightly as he took the ledger. "Thank you, thank you so much. I can't take all this money. You helped me sell things, so I want to share half with you..."

Shen Xingchen smiled and said, "It's alright, Grandpa. We did this voluntarily, and we were just completing the program's assignment. You're already helping us by lending us the fruit to sell!"

The old man didn't quite understand what a program crew or tasks were.

He still took out a piece of cloth from his pocket. The cloth looked very old. The old man unfolded the folded cloth layer by layer to reveal the money inside. There were two hundred-yuan bills, which he took out shakily. The rest were five-yuan and ten-yuan bills that looked like they had been preserved for a long time, folded up, and a few coins.

He placed the hundred-yuan bill into Fu Jinxiao's hand, then bent down to take the smaller five-yuan and ten-yuan notes, his voice low but full of sincerity: "This is what I've saved up, the money from selling fruit and recyclables. Keep it for now, and I'll give it to you when I get today's money..."

The elderly person didn't have much savings; this was all the cash they had.

For many people, it might just be the price of a takeout order or the money spent on a casual game skin. But for an elderly person, that insignificant few dozen yuan is the money they have to save for a long time, or sit under the scorching sun all day to sell a few kilograms of fruit.

Shen Xingsui handed the money in her hand to the old man and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we don't need this money. The money we earn will be given to us by the production team. You have already paid us."

The old man couldn't understand anything else, but he understood this: after paying, he hesitated and asked, "Have you received the money yet?"

Fu Jinxiao smiled and said, "Yes, so the money you received is rightfully yours. Don't worry about us."

“That’s right.” Shen Xingsui carefully put the money back into the cloth and folded it neatly. His movements were meticulous, and his voice was gentle as he gave instructions: “It’s so hot now. You should wear a sun hat when you go out. I checked, the store over there is having a sale right now. You can buy a hat for 20 yuan. Also, you walk a lot, so you should probably change your shoes…”

The old man listened quietly. His children all worked in the city and he only saw them once a year. As he listened to the young man's gentle words of advice, he nodded and his eyes slowly reddened. His hunched body stood in the sun, looking both lonely and pitiful.

The viewers in the live stream were also deeply moved:

There is so much suffering in this world.

"Stop calling him stingy. The money he saves isn't for himself; it's all for his grandfather."

"Only those who have experienced hardship can truly understand this."

"He just wanted to save some money so that his grandfather could buy more things, and he's being criticized for being stingy. Please, be more tolerant of the child."

"His new family might be having some difficulties..."

...

the next day

Everyone gathered in the courtyard early in the morning, and the production team began to tally up yesterday's results. In the end, the group consisting of Fu Jinxiao, Shen Xingsui, and their two teammates won with a sum that exceeded that of the other group by 500 yuan.

The production crew brought over three combination lock boxes and said, "Congratulations on completing yesterday's task on time and meeting the target. These three combination lock boxes contain clues about the killer and your mission. Open the boxes to get the mission cards."

After taking the box, Shen Xingchen asked, "What's the password?"

The production team started acting inhumanely: "The password is the number of breakfasts that appeared on your table yesterday. It's a four-digit number. It's the number you and your teammates combined, and that's the password."

? ? ?

Three big question marks lingered in their minds, and everyone stared wide-eyed at the production team in disbelief.

After hesitating for a long time, Shen Xingchen finally managed to utter, "Director, are you kidding me?"

The number of live streaming rooms has multiplied:

Hahahaha!

"I knew the production team would suddenly provide breakfast; there's no good reason for them to be so attentive."

"Heavens above, I was laughing so hard I was rolling around on the floor in bed."

"I got the mission card, but it feels like I didn't."

Just as everyone was stunned, Shen Xingsui quietly stepped forward and said, "I think I remember."

?

Everyone turned to look at him.

Shen Xingsui smiled shyly at being stared at like that and said, "My memory is pretty good. Yesterday, because I had trouble choosing, I looked at all the breakfasts, so I remember the quantity. Mine was 12, right?"

The production team members nodded: "Correct."

!!

The others' eyes widened even more.

Shen Xingchen leaned over and said, "But it's no use if you remember your own. It depends on the number of breakfasts you and your team members have. You also have to mention Brother Fu's number."

Fu Jinxiao opened her lips: "Mine should be 16."

The staff member quickly nodded: "Correct."

Shen Xingchen: "...?"

The production team handed the two combination lock boxes to Shen Xingsui's Fu Jinxiao, saying, "Congratulations on completing the test. These two boxes are yours now."

Shen Xingchen, standing next to him, was dumbfounded. He seemed to be roaring, "Did you two get a script? You're going against the heavens! Why aren't you eating properly in the morning? You're counting your breakfasts! That's cheating!"

The viewers in the live stream were even more amused by his expression:

"What a treasure of a show, hahaha."

"Brother Fu and Sui Sui are amazing!"

"Starry Night, let me light a candle for you."

The production team probably couldn't stand it anymore and finally decided to give you a chance, saying, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you really forgot, because you completed your sales target today, we can still make an exception and unlock the task card for you."

Just as Shen Xingchen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard the director continue, "But since we couldn't remember, there won't be any breakfast for you today."

The breath just sat there in my throat, neither going up nor down, almost suffocating me.

The members of the other group began to mock mercilessly:

"Star, you should be content. At least you have one more box."

"Exactly, exactly, we didn't have breakfast either."

"Let's starve together, comrades."

Shen Xingchen was about to protest when the director pulled out another phone: "But it's still okay. Now we'll add a challenge. It's 5:30 in the morning. Please call your family and ask if they'd be willing to come to Peach Blossom Town to bring you breakfast. If they say yes, you can get the breakfast we provide. If not, you'll go hungry."

"..."

The Good Dogs program team.

Numb expressions were almost visible on everyone's faces.

However, some people were happy. Teacher Li said, "Okay, let's take on the challenge and give it a try. At least it's better than having nothing to eat."

Shen Xingchen thought so too, and he said, "Okay, director, hurry up and bring me the phone."

The staff were already used to this young master, so they quickly handed him the phone, but then reiterated the rule: "It must be your family member."

Shen Xingchen nodded: "Don't worry!"

The young master confidently dialed the number. He dialed Shen Minglang's number first. After the phone rang for a while, it was finally answered. A very low-key voice came from the other end: "Hello?"

Shen Xingchen spoke quickly: "Hey, brother, it's me, Xingchen."

Shen Minglang: "What's up?"

"I'm participating in a TV show, so I'm just asking if you'd like to come and bring me breakfast?" Shen Xingchen said with a smile.

Shen Minglang remained silent for a long time, then his voice became sinister and terrifying: "I stayed up all night working on the plan and in meetings yesterday, and I only just fell asleep less than an hour ago. Shen Xingchen, are you asking for a beating?"

Shen Xingchen: "Sigh..."

The phone slammed shut.

A cold wind blew through the courtyard, leaving behind a desolate scene.

The other guests couldn't help but burst out laughing. Shen Xingchen looked at the director and said, "Director, this doesn't count. Can you let me make another call?"

The director dared not say no.

If this young master gets temperamental, no one can stop him.

Shen Xingchen quickly dialed her mother's number again, as she was the most patient. After a short while, Xu Enzhen's voice came through the phone, soft and gentle: "Hello?"

Shen Xingchen said, "Mom, it's me, Xingchen."

"Shen Xingchen?" Xu Enzhen's slightly sharp voice came out when she heard it was her son: "What are you doing at five in the morning instead of sleeping? Don't tell me you were having nightmares!"

Shen Xingchen: "...No, I'm recording a show. Could you come and bring me breakfast?"

Xu Enzhen was still half asleep when she subconsciously said, "Bringing breakfast? Do you want me to slap you instead?"

Shen Xingchen was on the verge of tears: "Mom, I'm being serious!"

However, the viewers in the live stream were amused:

"Hahaha, that's hilarious."

"So the young master's family is all this fun?"

"But we still love him very much. Even though the older brother stayed up all night, he still answered his younger brother's call. The mother was also very tired, but she still answered her child's call and didn't hang up after talking about breakfast."

"Yes, yes, it's really enviable."

Shen Xingchen argued with Xu Enzhen for a long time, and in the end, her mother reluctantly and perfunctorily agreed to deliver breakfast, which was considered a barely acceptable outcome.

The production team then looked at Shen Xingsui and the others beside them and asked, "Do you want to make a phone call?"

Shen Xingsui was slightly surprised: "Can we fight it too? Didn't we already crack the code box?"

"To be fair, everyone has a chance." The director is often a very fair person: "If you pass the level by phone, you can get a chance to ask our staff for help later."

Fu Jinxiao thought it was acceptable after listening, so she nodded: "But I'll give it a try."

Shen Xingsui hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Shen Xingchen handed the phone to Shen Xingsui and said, "Here, you call Mom, don't call your brother, he's in a bad mood right now."

Because most people present, including netizens, didn't know whose house Shen Xingsui was in, they were quite curious. However, after hearing Shen Xingchen's words, they felt strange. But when they saw Shen Xingsui about to make a phone call, they were very excited, feeling a thrill of lifting the fog of mystery.

Netizens were both gossipy and excited:

"I think I know who this person is."

"Think back to that Zhang couple, they never showed up at any of the events at Starlight magazine."

"Sui Sui is truly miserable."

"These new parents want the best for him!"

Shen Xingsui, who was at the scene, hesitated for a moment after receiving the phone call, but still dialed the number. He waited a while, and because it was the same number, Xu Enzhen's annoyed voice came from the other end: "Didn't we just agree? Why are you calling again? Shen Xingchen, are you really asking for trouble? What time is it? Even if I bring you breakfast, I'll have to wait until dawn..."

Shen Xingsui hesitated for a moment, then spoke cautiously, "Mom, it's me."

"..."

After nodding, there was a suspicious silence on the other end.

The production team and others on set fell silent for a moment, while the viewers in the live stream erupted in chaos:

"What happened? What's going on?"

"Did you dial the wrong number?"

"Oh no! He called for his mom! Did I hear that right?"

"Sisters, I'm so excited!"

"I'm not sleepy at all this early in the morning!"