Yes, this place is in the middle of nowhere, and apart from the few people involved, who else could know what happened? Compensation is impossible.

"Just as you say," the elder brother said coldly, "There's an unowned pond by the roadside. It's not deep enough to drown anyone. Put them in there and wash them. Remember to wrap your hands with a cloth. I'll clean up the wheel marks on the road and in the fields."

The two younger brothers looked at each other with a wicked smile, and each of them carried one away.

Xue Huaiyun struggled and roared. The two men thought he was too noisy and were afraid of attracting passers-by, so they simply stuffed his mouth.

In order to make the fake look real, the two men were ruthless and drove the motorcycle directly into the pond and faked a wheel mark at the edge of the pond.

To Xue Huaiyun's fear, the remaining people kicked him in.

The pool of water in the dark was particularly terrifying, like a bottomless abyss, and Xue Huaiyun was frightened to death.

Fortunately, the pond was not deep, just as the boss said, the water just reached the waist.

After Xue Huaiyun stood still, he was afraid that there was something in the water, his face turned pale and he dared not move.

The unconscious Xue Congliang and his cell phone were the last to be thrown in.

The contact of water with the wound was like torture, and Xue Congliang was awakened by the pain.

"Ah, what do you want to do?"

"Don't make a noise."

"Don't hit him in the face, it'll leave handprints." The second brother stopped the third brother's raised hand and threatened Xue Congliang fiercely, "Be quiet if you know what's good for you, or you won't be able to survive."

Xue Congliang was so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe.

The second and third brothers rubbed them hard, and finally untied the rope on Xue Huaiyun.

Before leaving, he warned them: "Remember, you fell into the pond and got hurt, it's none of our business. We won't be afraid if you call the police. Everything depends on evidence, and you won't find anything."

After saying that, he left.

Xue Huaiyun was helpless and furious. Fearing that Xue Congliang had drowned, he risked his bruised body to drag Xue Congliang to the shore.

After reaching the shore, Xue Congliang said with trembling lips: "Hurry up, call 120."

Xue Huaiyun didn't know his balls were broken yet, and hesitated, "The ambulance will cost 600 yuan..." Why not call the police first and see if the attacker can be sentenced?

"Hit me!" Xue Congliang's chest heaved violently, "It's already this late and you're still concerned about this little money!

"Dad, I'll call you right away." Xue Huaiyun quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket.

The real cool thing about copycat phones is that even after being dropped or soaked in water, they can still be used.

After waiting for an hour, it was dawn and the ambulance finally came and took the two people away.

A beautiful day begins.

Xie Yichen arrived at Yun Yuan's house early. The rising sun shone on his light golden hair, as if covering him with a layer of holy light.

The camera quickly gave him a close-up.

[Here I am, I admire the affectionate eyes of even the dogs.]

Are we still picking mushrooms today? Looking forward to it (?˙ー˙?)

[Is Xiaoji up yet? I want to see Xiaoji.]

Good morning, dear workers.

[Hehe~ In the area where the program was recorded, the chicken mushrooms are 100 yuan per pound. The chicken mushrooms that Xiao Ji and his team brought back yesterday are worth over ten thousand yuan. To all the migrant workers who left their hometowns, did you earn ten thousand yuan yesterday?]

[Ahhh, I watch the show to relax, not to hang myself!]

Is it too late to go home and pick mushrooms?

[We'd better wait until the matsutake are out before going back. Last year, the average daily income for matsutake pickers in our village was 300 to 400 yuan.]

[Please help me, all the mushrooms I pick up belong to you. If I don’t experience picking mushrooms once in this life, I will die with regrets (′;︵;`)]

Amid the discussions of many workers, Yun Yuan opened the door.

Today she wore a bright shirt and a simple pair of wide-leg pants. Her cloud-like black hair was casually tied behind her head. Her appearance was impeccable, as if she had an innate coolness and nobility.

Xie Yichen and the cameraman's eyes lit up.

Xie Yichen said sincerely: "You will look good in cheongsam." He imagined Yun Yuan wearing cheongsam, and his handsome face blushed.

[Oh, this first love seems worthless.]

[I'm so proud to be able to watch Xie Yichen fall in love in my lifetime.]

Why didn't Yanyan come? Isn't he afraid that Xie Yichen will seduce Xiaoji away?

[Just after coming out of Yanyan's live broadcast room, he was called by Qin Xu to watch Guava, saying that it was to give him some exercise.]

[Hahaha, it really needs exercise. It seems that Little Thistle doesn't like the weak Little Green Tea.]

In reality, Yun Yuan smiled faintly, as if the most beautiful flower in the world had bloomed, so beautiful that it was breathtaking. "The knife-cut noodles are ready. I'll bring them to you."

Xie Yichen quickly said, "I'll do it myself."

Old Mrs. Xu came over following the smell of fragrance. When she saw people from the program crew, her eyes were no longer eyes and her nose was no longer nose.

"You silly girl, why don't you bring me a bowl? I've really wasted the past twenty years raising you."

[Why is it this damn old woman again? Can you please get out of my sight? You're disturbing me from seeing the handsome men and beautiful women.]

[Her attitude towards Xiao Ji is really bad. It's like a conditioned reflex. She has to scold Xiao Ji whenever she sees her. It seems like she feels uncomfortable if she doesn't scold her.]

[Xiao Ji is just too good-tempered. If it were me, I would have beaten her to a pulp long ago.]

Yun Yuan frowned. Old Mrs. Xu was still her grandmother in name only, and with the camera around, she might as well cook more herself, as it wouldn't make a big difference.

She turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"Wait, I'll go." Xie Yichen placed the noodles in front of Old Lady Xu, "Grandma Xu, you eat."

[Who knows, Yichen is really polite. ]

I know what he's thinking. He wants Old Lady Xu to change her mind.

[I feel like it's useless. Old Lady Xu is very strange. She's adamant about marrying Xiao Ji to Xue Huaiyun. I even suspect she's been bewitched by Xue Huaiyun.]

Old Mrs. Xu snorted coldly, and was quite satisfied with Xie Yichen's approach. She picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Yun Yuan found a seat at the table and muttered softly, "Aren't you afraid of choking to death?"

Xie Yichen quickly came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of noodles in each hand. He placed one bowl in front of Yun Yuan and the other in front of himself.

Yun Yuan looked at the two diligent photographers and asked, "Have you had breakfast yet? I cooked a lot of knife-cut noodles today. Do you want some?"

Old Mrs. Xu wanted to scold Yun Yuan, but she shut up when she saw the camera. Xu Hui had called her last night and told her to be patient and not cause trouble.

Xiao Cheng smelled the tempting aroma, and his stomach had already started to rumble. When he heard Yun Yuan's question, he didn't hesitate and said without hesitation, "Eat!"

The other person who was following was a little hesitant at first, but when he saw Xiao Cheng had already fixed the camera and was walking towards the kitchen, he hurriedly followed him.

They didn't plan to appear on camera, so they ate in the kitchen.

【Thistle is really good, please follow along and have a meal. 】

[There are actually two people filming together. Has Xiao Ji joined the production team as well? ]