Chapter 13: A Ghost Marriage with the Dead Bai Yueguang (Thirteen)
The heavy rain seemed to be waiting for Yu Huo intentionally. As soon as he stepped into the villager's house, a huge white noise instantly filled his eardrums. Thin water droplets collided and splashed in the air, quickly turning the compacted earth ground into a muddy mess.
But the live broadcast was not interrupted. When they arrived at the place, Qin She turned on the equipment immediately. Since there was a contract, the broadcast could not be stopped at will.
——What bad luck! Why is it raining?
——No, my home is in Yuzhou, and the sky here is clear and sunny.
——Maybe the rain will stop soon.
——Oh my, this little village is so shabby. I didn’t expect that it’s 2023 and there are still such backward places.
A pregnant village woman was calling out to her children to greet everyone. Xiao Yingying looked at the little girl, who was no taller than her waist, and took a piece of candy from her bag and handed it to her, asking softly, "Little girl, how old are you?"
The little girl took the candy timidly: "Six years old."
"What's your name?"
"My name is Zhaodi."
The corner of Xiao Yingying's mouth twitched. Si Cheng looked at the other two girls, hesitant to speak, "What about you?"
"I'll call Lai Di."
"My name is Pan Di."
Guan Leng sneered: "Good fellow, when you really have a son, won't he be called the emperor?"
Yu Huo stood at the door and sighed: "Maybe it's dead~"
--puff!
——I’m dying of laughter. Why is Yu Huozui so sharp-tongued?
——That’s a bit too much. No matter how patriarchal the people are in remote mountainous areas, you shouldn’t curse people, right?
——But people like this are really hateful when they name their children. I have a classmate named Li Ting. I thought it sounded nice, but after listening to her explanation, I found out that her grandmother named her because "Ting" means "female". I wonder how sad she must have been when she told me that?
—And those who keep having more children the poorer they are are also really hateful. If they can afford it, wanting both a son and a daughter is fine, but the problem is that these people keep having so many children just to have a boy. Their families are barely making ends meet. I don't know why they have so many children? If they can't have a boy, they'll just keep having more. If they do have one, it's even worse. Won't the older sisters of the prince be used by these parents to exchange for betrothal gifts to buy their prince a house and a car? It makes me angry just thinking about it!
——Experts have said that families that keep giving birth to boys or girls usually have bad chromosomes x or y on the male side. Even if they really give birth to a child, the child will have some health problems and the chances of him growing up healthy are not high.
—Hey, who's this expert? He can actually speak human language. I suggest he speak more.
The village woman spoke Mandarin haltingly, and even Qin She took a long time to understand her.
Although this family's house was made of loess, it had a large area. Qin She gave her a lot of money, and the village woman called her daughters away and vacated the rooms where the family members slept.
When they reached the woodshed, Qin She frowned and muttered, "Where's the accent? Why is it so different from my hometown?"
But he didn't think much about it. After all, this place was several hours' drive from his hometown, Miaojiang Town, and the dialect was different every few streets.
"Go put your luggage away first. Come back in half an hour and I'll think of some tasks for you."
Si Cheng sighed in mock sorrow, "Director Qin, you still have to arrange tasks in a situation like this?"
Qin She smiled: "Yes."
Si Cheng: "A cruel person."
Everyone spread out. There were only three rooms here, so we had to settle for gender.
There were three grown men in the room, and Yu Huo subconsciously wanted to change his rain-soaked sweatshirt. However, the moment his fingers touched the hem of his sweatshirt, the little bastard sounded a shrill alarm in his mind.
You are not allowed to change clothes!
Yu Huo: ...Why?
[That pervert Yan Xun is here, don't change here.]
You let me stay in wet clothes?
【Isn’t there a small shed outside? 】
Yu Huo's mouth twitched slightly: That small shed is a toilet, don't fucking mess with me!
However, after just two days of getting along, the aloof system trampled on the character under its feet and even turned into his personal chastity arch.
Fortunately, his clothes were only slightly damp, so Yu Huo endured it and could only silently complain in his heart: This little feudal lord is really a system~
Yan Xun watched Yu Huo turn around and leave, his eyes smiling: "Why don't you change your clothes? What if you catch a cold?"
As if it was intentional.
Yu Huo thought for a moment and looked at him calmly: "The worst that can happen is waiting to die."
“.......”
After they left, Si Cheng glanced at Yan Xun and asked, "Why? Are you interested?"
Yan Xun shrugged: "In this remote place, we have to find some fun."
Si Cheng looked away: "This Yu Huo is completely different from the rumors. He doesn't look easy to control..."
"That would be fun, wouldn't it?"
Yu Huo walked out of the room and saw Jiang Ziyu who had been waiting in the main hall. His face was pale as if transparent, with light blue veins visible under his neck, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was as thin as paper.
Yu Huo also smiled back and was about to say hello when he saw Producer Tian passing by the door. He put his hands together and bowed again in his direction. Several staff members who were watching looked at him sideways, with confusion in their eyes.
“…”
Really, this is the first time I’ve experienced the feeling of being speechless, it’s so fucking wonderful!
Only when everyone changed out of their wet clothes and came out together did Director Qin announce the next task.
"After sitting in the car for several hours, everyone must be hungry, right?"
Not only had Yu Huo been in the car for several hours, he hadn't even eaten breakfast. When asked, he subconsciously touched his stomach and said, "Hungry~"
Qin She smiled triumphantly: "Here is a roast chicken and a braised duck neck..."
Yu Huo: "Stop talking, just put it in my mouth!"
Qin She was surprised for a moment with his mouth open, then laughed: "Yu Huo must be starving, right? But it's raining outside, and the food the program team brought is limited. In order to solve the distribution problem, let's have a small competition before dinner to show fairness.
Six people draw lots and are divided into two groups to interact with the audience live. The group with the most likes will get food, and the losing group will have to deal with it on their own.
Xiao Yingying was stunned for a moment and asked, "How can I solve it myself?"
Qin She pointed outside the gate and said, "You can ask the villagers to come and eat for you, or you can go hungry."
After saying that, he took out some dry grass that he had plucked from somewhere and held it in front of everyone: "Shall we start drawing lots?"
There is no other way, workers have to listen to their bosses. Xiao Yingying prays that she can draw a popular character to help her succeed.
A few dry grasses were pulled out in an instant. Everyone stood together to compare their lengths, but God was not on Xiao Yingying's side. The grouping situation was a bolt from the blue.
Guan Leng, Yan Xun and Si Cheng are in the same group.
She was in a group with Yu Huo and Jiang Ziyu.
It is obvious that she is the most popular among them. Not only does she have no one to lead her, but she also has to find ways to lead others. Her future is bleak.
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