On the fifth day since arriving in Xiaoshui Village, the sky remained overcast.
The production team is really incompetent. They even tried to plow the land. What can you plow in this weather?
(Program crew: We're innocent! The weather forecast didn't say it would rain or thunder!)
Early in the morning, Qi Qi was awakened by the noise outside. Long Xiaofan carried a washbasin in from outside to wipe Qi Qi's face.
He sat on the bed and raised his face, letting Long Xiaofan lift his chin and apply a hot towel to his face.
Once he was a little more awake, Qi Qi asked, "What's going on outside? It's so noisy."
Long Xiaofan shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Then a dark-skinned, short old man strode in from outside, looking somewhat tired, and called out to Long Xiaofan into the inner room.
"Xiao Fan, your second uncle's house was struck by lightning last night. The whole family was trapped under the rubble, and they were all dead when they were found this morning... Go and help your third uncle with the funeral arrangements."
As the village chief spoke, he looked at Long Xiaofan with pity in his eyes. Although this child was not Long Dajia’s biological son, he was raised as his own. He was simple-minded, but he could work.
The Long family had four brothers. After the eldest brother died, the other families couldn't wait to drive the eldest son to the old house and take over the house and car. The villagers saw all this but couldn't really say anything.
Especially the village chief, even an upright official can't settle family disputes. These children aren't his own, and it's already good enough that Long Ersan and the others left him a few acres of land and an old house. He can't manage anything more than that.
The village chief still needed to go to town to find a special day shift team. After giving Long Xiaofan a few instructions, fearing that he might not remember, he asked Qi Qi, who seemed easy to talk to, to keep an eye on things.
He left in a hurry again.
Qi Qi turned his head and subconsciously looked at Long Xiaofan. Did this fool know that his relatives were treating him badly? If he didn't know, would he cry?
Long Xiaofan didn't cry. She looked at Qi Qi as usual. Qi Qi said, "Do you want to go and take a look? Although good and evil are rewarded accordingly... you still haven't gotten your money back!"
Long Xiaofan scratched his head: "I saw it."
Qi Qi had little sympathy for people she didn't know, especially bad people, and asked again, "Do you know they're already dead?"
Long Xiaofan: "I know, just like my parents, the kind of people I'll never see again."
Qi Qi paused for a moment, put on a coat, and took his hand: "Let's go take a look."
As for the production team, Qi Qi told the cameraman that he wanted to temporarily stop filming. After learning the reason, the production team could not broadcast someone's funeral live, so they had to report it to their superiors and let Qi Qi leave.
Unexpectedly, Lin Feiyang suggested joining in, but Qi Qi decisively refused: "This is their family matter, why are you, an outsider, meddling?"
Lin Feiyang: "..."
Other guests: "..."
The production team: "..."
These words were spoken so naturally, as if Qi Qi himself were not an outsider.
...
Upon arriving at the location, Qi Qi could see a group of people gathered in one spot from a distance, but the hazy air made it difficult to see clearly.
Qi Qi didn't notice the bloodthirsty smile in Long Xiaofan's eyes beside him. The smile was extremely faint, carrying contempt for life, as if looking at ants, devoid of any emotion.
Only when Qi Qi looked up at him did Long Xiaofan finally break into a genuine, innocent smile.
Qi Qi glanced at him, then thought better of it. Children are most afraid of dead people, and it wouldn't be good to take him there now and scare him.
Just then, a rough, hoarse female voice rang out from behind the two: "Isn't this Xiao Fan? Why are you only arriving now? Your uncle and the others are still discussing things. You should hurry up and tidy up the house and take out all your things!"
The middle-aged woman, in her forties or fifties, grabbed Long Xiaofan's arm and tried to pull him away. Long Xiaofan dodged to the side, but she couldn't hold him. The woman frowned at him, her eyes full of disdain: "What, you dare to disobey your third aunt?"
"Obey me? Who are you?"
A pleasant young male voice said coldly.
Chen Cui stared at that face for a few seconds, having noticed the handsome young man next to Long Xiaofan earlier. Everyone in the village knew that the production team was coming; they were all good-looking, well-dressed, and had an outstanding presence. They were also generous with money, and many villagers were willing to rent rooms when the production team was looking for them, but unfortunately, they weren't selected.
Now that the second son's family member is dead... wouldn't they be entitled to a share of the money from the show?
This young man in front of me is not often seen in the village. He is the best-looking, and his manner of looking at people is completely different from the other polite guests. He is arrogant and domineering.
I've never seen her on TV, and the villagers are gossiping behind her back, wondering if she's a minor celebrity.
Little Star Qi has a youthful face and such affectionate eyes; even with a cold expression, she can't scare anyone.
Chen Cui gave Long Xiaofan a cold look, but smiled at the celebrity: "Little brother, you must be the celebrity who lives at Xiaofan's house, right? You're really handsome. Auntie, you're Xiaofan's third aunt..."
She said a few words, then smiled and tried to lead Long Xiaofan onward: "The house is a mess right now, don't just stand there, go help out."
Qi Qi was about to retort when Long Xiaofan pulled his hand: "Little brother, let's go take a look."
Qi Qi: "Are you really going?"
Chen Cui: "We're all family, of course we have to go."
So Qi Qi was pulled by Long Xiaofan's hand and led inside, through the crowd. The surrounding villagers looked over with a mixture of curiosity, pity, and schadenfreude.
"Look, even God couldn't stand it anymore and chopped down the Long family. They even stole the house that the eldest brother left to his son. Don't you think this is retribution?"
"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Liu. How did you get involved with God? As for Xiao Fan, he's really pitiful. I heard that the silly boy doesn't have a single penny left."
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