The cursing in the live broadcast room was getting louder and louder, and at the scene, Jiang Shili accused Qu Suihuan of stealing.
"Qu Suihuan, are you dumb again? Admit it, you even stole things from the villagers. Do you still have a conscience?"
Qu Suihuan really couldn't explain where the hoe came from. She always thought it was a variety show effect created by the program team.
With such a big pot on my shoulders, coupled with human prejudice, the gratitude I had for the steamed buns I had in the morning was instantly washed away.
Many people looked at Qu Suihuan with changed eyes, full of disgust.
It was as if she was an unforgivable criminal.
Even though Xia Mengyue believed Qu Suihuan, she couldn't find a reason and could only stand behind her silently.
Isolated and helpless, Qu Suihuan spoke calmly.
"I don't know where the hoe came from, I thought it was a variety show effect."
Jiang Shili couldn't help but raise his voice and said aggressively: "Qu Suihuan, don't try to pass the blame, it was you who stole it."
Qu Suihuan did not back down at all and responded: "I admit that I took someone else's hoe, but I didn't mean to steal it."
But she had no evidence to prove herself.
"Taking something is stealing. Qu Suihuan you are really disgusting."
Jiang Shili said this out of the blue, and the whole place suddenly became eerily quiet.
The director naturally stood on Jiang Shili's side. Seeing that the truth was clear, he stepped forward to take charge of the situation.
"Since Qu Suihuan stole the villagers' hoe, she should be punished by having to find her own lunch. We must understand the hard work of farmers and we should not be without conscience."
He talked a lot about benevolence, righteousness, and morality. After he finished speaking, he asked Qu Suihuan in a serious manner.
"Qu Suihuan, do you have any objections?"
All eyes were focused on Qu Suihuan, with contempt, disgust, and disgust intertwined.
Qu Suihuan, however, raised the corners of his lips and deeply understood a truth.
Prejudice and slander are like a sharp sword that can really kill people.
I guess this is how the original owner died.
But she is not the original owner, she is an unkillable and indestructible jinx!
Her face was serious and she spoke in a loud voice.
"I can choose not to eat the lunch provided by the program team, but you can't accuse me of stealing."
"Let me explain one last time. I mistakenly thought the hoe was a variety show effect arranged by the program team. I didn't know it belonged to the villagers."
Her eyes were firm, like a flame, burning stubbornly in the weak state, giving the person a heavy blow.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly stagnated, and everyone seemed to be shocked by her powerful aura.
In silence, I watched her leave.
The live broadcast room was divided into several factions again because of Qu Suihuan's loud noise.
[Qu Suihuan, why are you still being stubborn? It was you who stole things and broke the rules, and even spared the villagers. Who are you pretending to be noble for now? ]
[Qu Suihuan is the most disgusting person I have ever seen. To be able to put on a show to such an extent that she has lost all conscience is also a high level.]
[But I think Qu Suihuan is very sincere. Maybe she really thought it was the hoe put there by the production team? It happened that the live broadcast was interrupted for a while, so none of us saw the truth.]
[Qu Suihuan's army, stop trying to whitewash yourself. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God for helping such a person? Get lost, you bitch.]
[I give up. We are all girls. Is it necessary to curse so harshly? ]
Qu Suihuan has true fans, but her black fans are too large. Those who speak up for her are slandered as water armies and are scolded along with her.
At noon, the temperature in the village rose and everyone in the program crew went to eat.
Before leaving, Su Yitong winked at her assistant, who secretly stepped back a few steps.
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According to the punishment requirements, Qu Suihuan could only solve his lunch by himself.
She first took the broom and went to the river to check the hoe, but found that the hoe was gone.
She really suffered a loss this time, and she didn't know who wanted to trick her.
She sighed and lowered her head, looking very pitiful.
Hangua hurriedly rubbed her with two bamboo leaves, "Master, Hangua is always with you, love love love love you~"
Qu Suihuan was instantly amused, and poked the silly face, "Yeah, I love you too."
"Master, what should we do now? Arrest those who framed you?"
Qu Suihuan was just about to say he was going to find something to eat when he suddenly heard a cry of "ouch" from behind him.
Her brows jumped and she hurried back.
I saw an old lady falling to the ground while carrying a basket on her back where potatoes were piled.
Qu Suihuan hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, "Old man, why are you carrying potatoes here?"
"I have to carry it on my back. These TV crew members promised to help me dig potatoes a while ago, so I left it to them out of kindness."
"As a result, they haven't come these days. It rained yesterday, and the potatoes we dug today are all covered in mud and water. If we don't deal with them soon, they will go bad."
"Hey, you are in the same group with them, right? Really, you just piled it on the ground after digging it up. There is so much mud and water, and I have to carry it back."
The old lady's tone was full of complaints, and Qu Suihuan's heart tightened when he heard it.
Her eyes fell on the old woman's graying hair and she saw her squatting down again to pick up the backpack.
Acting faster than she thought, she reached out her hand.
"Old man, let me carry it for you."
Having said that, without caring whether the other party agreed or not, he picked up the backpack and threw it on his back.
Potatoes covered in mud and water kept dripping from the woven basket, quickly soiling her clothes.
But she didn't care at all.
"Please show me the way."
The old man hurriedly said, "Oh, little girl, put it down quickly. Your clothes are all dirty. This is not good."
Qu Suihuan smiled sweetly at her, his eyebrows and eyes were curved and bright as stars.
"It's okay, you can wash it if it gets dirty, let's go."
Seeing that she insisted, the old man had no choice but to walk in front of her and show her the way.
Qu Suihuan carried a basket of potatoes with great ease, without any sign of showmanship.
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