Chapter 47 You're Worried About Me

The memory of the dead began to attack Dong Hailan at this moment.

In the shabby rental house, she gently grasped the girl's skirt. Although she did not use much force, the girl seemed to be tied up and unable to break free.

"During the filming, you tore all my clothes... You look young, but you're quite strong."

She stood up and kept an ambiguous distance from the person opposite her.

"Where did you touch just now?"

"I……"

"Did the director say to touch that?"

"I……"

"Do you still want to touch it?"

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"I'm asking you, do you still want it?"

Dong Hailan closed her eyes and drove the memories out of her mind.

She could imagine that her face must look bad.

Qian Wei asked worriedly, "Sister Lan, are you okay?"

"It's okay. It's a little cold."

"Yes, it's gloomy, and the weather forecast says it's going to snow tomorrow. I thought if it snowed we wouldn't have to pave the concrete road, but the director said we'd have to do it this afternoon!"

Qian Wei took a bite of the sweet potato.

It's no longer hot after being blown by the cold wind.

"I think even if I retire after I go back, I won't starve to death."

Dong Hailan forced a smile and said nothing.

No one was visible around the director in the live broadcast room, but Dong Hailan’s fans noticed something was wrong and asked what had happened, but they got no answer.

The morning task is still to collect firewood.

Before the start, Chu Zheng ran to Shan Qingshan and pestered him to get him a shoulder pole. Before he could finish his words, Zhou Chong stopped him and asked, "Who is the most suitable person for Qingshan Xiaobao in the world?"

"It's you!"

"Who will be the one to grow old with Qingshan Xiaobao?"

"It's you!"

"Who is the person that Qingshan Xiaobao loves so much that he must marry?"

"It's still! You!"

Zhou Chong was satisfied, so he let the man go and went to get the carrying pole.

Shan Qingshan handed a shoulder pole to Chu Zheng, and then said to Zhou Chong: "You are so boring."

Qian Wei almost did splits with laughter.

Dong Hailan was worried. When she went up the mountain, she took a step back and walked to Shan Qingshan's side, lowering her voice to prevent netizens in the live broadcast room from hearing her.

"Did that person come to see you today?"

"Um."

"What do I want to see you for?"

"Ask me if I'm interested in cooperating."

Dong Hailan said "Oh".

She understood that since there was a collaboration, the follow-up could not be disclosed.

She stopped asking and left.

As soon as she left, Zhou Chong rushed over with a cold and somewhat jealous look in his eyes.

"What were you whispering about? Why did she have to be so close to you?"

Before he could finish his words, Shan Qingshan suddenly put his hand in front of his forehead.

Zhou Chong reacted a step too slow and bumped into Shan Qingshan's palm, feeling something hit the back of Shan Qingshan's hand.

"Can you please watch the road?"

Zhou Chong hurriedly grabbed his hand and saw that the back of Shan Qingshan's hand was scratched by the tree.

"You are injured."

Shan Qingshan pulled his hand back.

"It's okay, no need to make a fuss."

Zhou Chong blamed himself and felt distressed, "Don't make a fuss. Why did you use your hand to block it? Just hit me on the head."

"You haven't even taken off the gauze on your head yet, do you still want to get well?"

Zhou Chong was speechless. He touched his forehead and the corners of his mouth soon curled up again.

"You worry about me."

Shan Qingshan: “…”

Zhou Chong: "Am I close to being single?"

Shan Qingshan: “No.”

Zhou Chong: "...You answered too quickly, I'm a little hurt."

"Just bear with it."

Shan Qingshan quickened his pace and walked on the rugged mountain road as if it were flat ground. After a while, he left Zhou Chong behind. After collecting firewood in the morning, the program team invited a professional team to bring all the guests to pave the cement road in the village in the afternoon.

Cement roads are paved to the doorsteps of every household.

When the work was completed, Qian Wei suggested leaving their handprints on the edge, and everyone agreed.

The handprints of several guests were left on the concrete floor, and as long as the road exists, these handprints will also be there.

Netizens responded enthusiastically to this.

[My eyes feel like peeing, what's going on? 】

[If you want to be rich, build roads first. The program team’s move to build roads is really great! ]

[Looking at their handprints close together, I inexplicably feel like they are a family]

[It’s great that Xiaobao has so many people around him now]

…

Major official accounts also reposted and liked the post, supporting the program team in building roads for the village and driving the village to prosperity, including the official account of the Provincial Propaganda Department.

After dinner, Shan Qingshan sent a text message to Quan Jing, expressing his intention to cooperate.

Quan Jing replied: [Is it convenient to call? ]

Shan Qingshan avoided the live broadcast and replied: [Convenient]

They called immediately.

"Add my WeChat first, and I'll send you the contract to take a look."

Shan Qingshan did as he was told.

Quan Jing sent the contract and schedule.

The next two days.

There are thirteen places to visit in total.

Quan Jing said succinctly, "The province can give you 200,000 yuan for publicity expenses, plus your grandmother's pension, and the ministry will give you compensation. You can start receiving monthly payments after January 1st. In addition, the ministry has discussed your family's situation and will give you a minimum living allowance, 500 yuan per person, 1,000 yuan per month."

"good."

"But there is one rule: you can't date for three years."

Shan Qingshan was silent for a moment, then looked up and saw the bright moon hanging in the sky outside.

Under the bright moonlight, Zhou Chong was outside the chicken coop, asking the clucking chickens if they were about to lay eggs.

Three years.

Fifty million...

His three years should not be able to exchange for 50 million.

Shan Qingshan withdrew his gaze. He seemed to hear his heart talking, but reason spoke out.

"Sure, no problem."

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After the live broadcast, Shan Qingshan told Zhou Chong that he would shoot a promotional video in the next two days. Because it was a collaboration with the government and needed to be kept confidential, the program team had to stop broadcasting.

Zhou Chong: "Then I'll go pack my things."

"I'll go alone."

Zhou Chong was stunned.

Shan Qingshan repeated it, and then said, "It's only two days. We'll leave tomorrow morning, and if we're quick, we'll be back the day after tomorrow afternoon."

Zhou Chong was reluctant to part with him, but since Shan Qingshan said so, he had to agree.

The director told other guests that Shan Qingshan was out shooting a promotional video in case they asked about it during the live broadcast the next day.

Qian Wei was happy for Shan Qingshan. "When brother Qingshan comes back, it will be New Year's Day. Let's spend the New Year together. How about it?"

The proposal received widespread response.

Qian Wei and the others immediately discussed how to spend New Year's Day.

Dong Hailan quietly left the room and called the director.

"That guy this morning, was he from the Propaganda Department?"

"Yes, Minister."

They are all ministers...

Dong Hailan thanked him and returned to her place. When she was washing up and looking at herself in the mirror, she suddenly felt both strange and familiar.

When I met Quan Jing, she was still young, but now she has a lot of fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

All in all, she and Quan Jing had never really been together.

She is one of the leading actors in "Kuang Hua".

Quan Jing is the stand-in for another leading actor.

For many years, half-truths and half-false stories about what happened back then were spread by the outside world, and Dong Hailan indulged in them all. She didn't want the rumors to spread to Quan Jing and expose her.

This was just a hasty relationship that was destined to have no results.

The person was pursued by Dong Hailan, and also dumped by Dong Hailan.

Quan Jing never said that she liked her.

But when she asked Quan Jing to get out, she squatted on the side of the road and cried for a long time.

I took a quick glance at it this morning, and it was obviously very hasty, but it is engraved in my heart like it was carved with a knife or an axe, and I remember it very clearly.

She has changed a lot.

So strange.

She is no longer the little girl in Dong Hailan's memory who ran away to be a substitute in order to break free from the constraints of her family.

Dong Hailan turned on the faucet and washed her face with cold water. Her hands were red from the cold water, but she seemed to feel nothing.

After hesitating for a long time, Dong Hailan asked the director to return her phone.

Fourteen years.

Dong Hailan herself has changed her number no less than five times.

She didn't know, had she changed it? Could she still get through?

The moment she pressed the button, Dong Hailan realized that this number had never left her heart.

The busy tone sounded three times and then the call was connected.

"Hello?"

It's her!

Dong Hailan hung up the phone in a hurry, leaned against the door, and looked as if someone had been rescued from drowning, gasping for breath.

The moonlight poured in through the window, and there was a silver line on Dong Hailan's face.