"Hey, this is much better than dumpling filling!"
As the village chief spoke with great enthusiasm, he turned his gaze to the ancient and solemn clock hanging on the wall.
The clock had already quietly struck a certain point, and the village chief pointed to that exact time, saying, "It's almost time! The kids are about to start filming. Come on, I'll take you there; maybe we can even get them to sign your autograph!"
After saying that, the village chief looked at the old man beside him with a big smile.
Upon hearing this, the old man's previously calm face instantly rippled, and his eyes revealed a hint of barely suppressed excitement.
He asked with a hint of eagerness, "Oh, brother, are you quite familiar with these children?"
Faced with the old man's question, the village chief first waved his hand gently, then replied with feigned humility, "I'm not very familiar with them, but I've booked their next video, so I'll make an appearance or something."
Although he spoke so casually, the village chief's weathered face couldn't hide his pride.
In fact, he had shamelessly brought it up with Mu Liuyun, and she agreed without hesitation.
He had initially thought that he was too old and unattractive for young people to be interested in him, but to his surprise, Mu Liuyun seemed quite pleased.
To be fair, this kid is not only smart, but also knows how to get along with people.
The village chief had no idea that, for Mu Liuyun, it would be a good thing if everyone in the village joined their video.
Upon hearing the village chief's words, the village chief's son, who had been quietly kneading dough nearby, suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked up, and secretly glanced at the old man.
Then, as if he had made an important decision, he threw the dough that had been kneaded until smooth into the large basin in front of him.
“Dad, you’ve been sitting here all morning! Your body can’t take it. Go inside and lie down for a while. Leave this to me. I’ll take this uncle over.”
As he spoke, the village chief's son wiped the sweat from his forehead, which had been seeping out from his work.
In fact, he knew very well that the kind-looking, amiable old man in front of him was the one who had been plotting to harm Mu Liuyun.
That's why he was so worried about letting his elderly father face such potential danger, which is why he stepped forward without hesitation.
However, the village chief did not appreciate his son's concern and worry.
His brows furrowed, his eyes widened, and he glared angrily at his son, shouting, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting now! I'm not so old and useless as to be useless yet! If you dare to say anything more discouraging, I'll really get angry with you!"
After saying this, the village chief angrily turned his head away and ignored his son.
Seeing the village chief get angry, the old man standing to the side quickly stepped forward, gently patted the village chief's back with both hands, and said with a smile, "Oh, brother, look at you, don't be angry with the child. The child is just trying to be kind, worried that you're tired."
"They keep subtly implying I'm old, but I can still walk briskly!"
The village chief spoke angrily, puffing out his beard and glaring, looking just like an enraged tiger, truly exasperated.
Seeing this, the old man standing nearby could only look embarrassed and smile helplessly.
Then, he nodded slightly to the village chief's son, and then followed the village chief out of the house.
The distance from the village chief's house to Er Ya's shop is not far; at a normal walking pace, it takes less than three minutes to reach.
Strangely enough, it took the village chief and the old man more than ten minutes to walk this short distance today.
The reason is that we encountered a constant stream of villagers along the way, and everyone who saw the village chief would warmly greet him. But, weren't there a lot of villagers we met on the road today?
"Brother, look at you, you're really popular and well-liked!" the old man couldn't help but tease with a smile.
"Hey, I've worked in this village for most of my life, and this is all the respect I have." The village chief said this casually, but he knew perfectly well that everyone who "happened to be passing by" today was secretly worried about him.
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Wow, four people are doing a live stream together today!
"A surprise live stream, and Xiaoyun is here again! Great!"
"Xiaoyun's hair has grown long again."
In Sister Wang's cozy and charming courtyard, sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows.
Just then, Mu Jianghe and Sun Xingmin walked briskly into the courtyard.
Almost simultaneously, Mu Liuyun, who had been standing to the side and was already prepared, quickly turned on her phone camera and started a live stream.
The moment the live stream started, tens of thousands of viewers flooded into the live stream room like a tidal wave.
Despite the lack of prior announcements for this live stream, its solid fan base ensures that the stream will never experience a period of low viewership.
The fans were extremely excited about this unexpected live stream.
Normally, Mu Liuyun and her friends usually appear in front of the camera in pairs, randomly paired up, and sometimes they even invite Sister Wang's parents to be guest stars on the live stream.
However, it is extremely rare to see the entire creative team present like today.
Especially when everyone saw that Mu Liuyun, the little boy's mother, also made a surprise appearance, the entire live broadcast room instantly became extremely lively.
"Chekhov said that if a gun appears in a story, it must be fired. In my story, Xiaoyun appears, so he must marry me."
"Upstairs, but Haruki Murakami said: Reality isn't a novel, and the pistol won't fire in the end. So Xiaoyun won't marry you, she'll marry me, Dio!"
"Are you still selling products today? I wonder how much I'd charge if Xiaoyun sat on my face."
"Forehead..."
Mu Liuyun looked at the rapidly scrolling comments on the screen, a look of helplessness and speechlessness on her face.
"Isn't this a bit...?"
Then, Mu Liuyun subconsciously reached out and gently twirled her long, black hair that was about to fall to her shoulders.
He secretly thought to himself: In order to do a better live broadcast, I should probably cut my hair back to a buzz cut, otherwise the comments won't work properly.
Just as Mu Liuyun and her friends were enthusiastically interacting with the fans in the live stream, a sudden cell phone ringtone rang out.
The sound was particularly jarring in the quiet courtyard, interrupting his previously smooth train of thought.
Mu Liuyun was slightly taken aback, then got up and left the camera's view, reaching into her pocket to take out her phone.
He frowned when he saw a completely unfamiliar phone number displayed on the screen.
You should know that he rarely receives such calls from unknown sources, since no insurance salesperson would approach an orphan to sell their products.
Filled with doubt, Mu Liuyun finally pressed the answer button and held the phone close to her ear...
Hello?
"Mu Liuyun, I'm in your yard."
"OK."
After saying that, Mu Liuyun hung up the phone.
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