Chapter 29
When Ling Feng returned from the hospital, it was already evening.
The doctor said he was fine and gave him a box of external ointment.
At the program recording location, the other five people had already finished cutting the entire sugarcane field, and they also each received their own tent.
As the champion of sugarcane peeling, Lin Sen's tent is the largest and most luxurious. It not only has a bed but also a table and a simple wardrobe. Ten people can sit together inside and drink tea without feeling crowded.
Chu Yuer, who came in last, only got a small portable tent, only one meter wide. He didn't know how to assemble it, so he waited for his brother Feng to come back and help him.
Lin Sen, Li Xingyuan, Yang Huan, Zhuang Zhouyao and the other two had already set up their tent. They were sitting in Lin Sen's mansion, chewing sugarcane, chatting and laughing, creating a lively atmosphere.
But Ling Feng had to set up two tents by himself.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He was angry that Chu Yuer couldn't share the burden with him, that Lin Sen opposed him everywhere, and that Li Xingyuan had to snatch the materials from him!
If he didn't want to compete with Li Xingyuan, how could he come to record this ghost show? He wouldn't have had so many unpleasant experiences with Chu Yuer, and he wouldn't have sat on the live broadcast... In short, he blamed Li Xingyuan for all the shame today!
Looking at Li Xingyuan staring at Lin Sen with a faint smile, he secretly made up his mind that he must teach Li Xingyuan a lesson today!
He knew Li Xingyuan's weaknesses better than anyone else.
Humph, it would be better to switch to live broadcast so that the audience can see his true face.
Chu Yuer looked at Ling Feng's ever-changing expression and thought that he had been possessed by evil spirits because of his forced opening of a spiritual acupoint, so she asked cautiously: "Brother Feng, are you okay?"
Ling Feng hooked his finger at him and said, "Yu'er, do me a favor later..."
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The break is over and the live broadcast continues.
The six guests sat together at a long table with various Daliangshan specialties on it. The director asked them to introduce these specialties while chatting.
When netizens saw that Mr. Ling had returned, they also sent out cordial greetings: [Mr. Ling, have the flowers in Gu Township bloomed? ]
[Mr. Ling, rest assured that our anorectal department in Sichuan is one of the best in the country. Feel free to leave your dermatitis to them. ]
Ling Feng pretended not to see the discussion about him on the screen and winked at Chu Yuer.
Chu Yuer immediately understood, picked up the buckwheat tea in front of him, and said: "Wow, is this buckwheat tea? My mother loves to drink the buckwheat tea from Daliang Mountain. It has a light and elegant taste and can lower blood sugar and blood lipids. Drinking it is very good for the health of the elderly."
The locals nodded in satisfaction.
Only Lin Sen noticed something was wrong. In the novel, Chu Yuer would never take the initiative to promote Daliangshan's specialties unless the advertising fees were in place.
It was the first day of the live broadcast, and the promotion contract had probably not been finalized yet. Why did he suddenly take the initiative to introduce buckwheat tea?
No matter what he was thinking, Lin Sen decided to enter defense mode and be vigilant at all times.
Ling Feng was very interested after hearing what Chu Yuer said: "Oh, really? Such a good thing, I must buy some to give to my mother. Because she has high blood sugar, it would be great if drinking buckwheat tea is effective."
Chu Yuer nodded vigorously: "Yes, Mr. Ling, you are really filial to your mother. Even when you are away from home, you always miss her. It's really touching."
Ling Feng sighed deliberately and said, "Respecting parents is a traditional virtue in our country. Moreover, mothers are the greatest people in the world. They gave birth to us and raised us. What reason do we have to be unfilial?"
As he said this, he deliberately glanced at Li Xingyuan.
As expected, Li Xingyuan's face darkened.
Lin Sen finally understood what Ling Feng and Chu Yuer were talking about!!
The conflict between Li Xingyuan and his mother was particularly deep. In the past twenty years, the two had hardly seen each other, and even when they did meet, they hardly spoke.
Ling Feng just wanted to take advantage of the situation to make Li Xingyuan fall into the trap he dug and label him as unfilial!
This part also appeared in the novel, but it was only at the end of the show that Ling Feng shamelessly provoked the conflict between Li Xingyuan and his mother. The exaggerated editing later on solidified Li Xingyuan's reputation as an unfilial son, causing him to be scolded by netizens for a long time.
I didn't expect that these two people would be desperate and now they can't wait to use their "trump card". They are really not worthy of being beaten!
Chu Yuer and Ling Feng gave a sentimental speech, and netizens in the barrage also began to wish the mothers good health.
Ling Feng saw that the time had come and suddenly said, "How about this? I suggest that each of our six guests say something from their heart to their mothers, whether it's to express love or blessings. In short, we can take advantage of the live broadcast to let our mothers see our filial piety. How do you think?"
The director thought for a moment and felt that it was okay. After all, Ling Feng had already said it, and if he refused, it would be too disrespectful to Mr. Ling.
Seeing the director nod, Ling Feng immediately pointed at Li Xingyuan who was sitting in the first seat and said, "Boss Li, how about we start with you?"
The intention was so obvious that even Zhuang Zhouyao noticed it. He frowned slightly and looked at Li Xingyuan with some concern.
"It's too corny," Zhuang Zhouyao said. "I can't say it. Whoever wants to say it can say it."
He tried to rescue Li Xingyuan in this way.
But Ling Feng kept biting Li Xingyuan and said, "Boss Li, I heard that you haven't seen your mother for many years. Do you really have nothing to say to her?"
Li Xingyuan looked at Ling Feng coldly without saying a word, his hands clenched into fists under the table.
He knew that Ling Feng did it on purpose, and he also knew that the best way now was to pretend and say a few words to get away with it.
But he couldn't do it.
The title "mother" was like a rusty knife, cutting into his heart for nearly twenty years.
The nights when my childhood was torn apart, the closet where I curled up as a teenager, those scabbed wounds are now aching slightly under the skin.
The moment the camera was pointed at him, Li Xingyuan's knuckles began to spasm uncontrollably and the peony-patterned tablecloth twisted into his mother's bloody dress in his sight.
When the violent emotions were about to break through the dam of reason, suddenly a warmth covered his clenched knuckles.
Li Xingyuan was stunned. Lin Sen's palm was like a piece of jade warmed by the sun, and the heat penetrated his skin and reached his bones. Li Xingyuan turned his head in a daze and bumped into an amber gaze.
Lin Sen told him with a gentle and firm look: "I'm here."
These two words became real, becoming the only gravity in his crumbling world. Li Xingyuan's heartbeat drowned out all the noise in the studio, and his retina automatically filtered out everything except Lin Sen.
Lin Sen shook his hand twice, turned his head and aimed at Ling Feng, saying: "It's so boring to talk to the camera. Your family members may not be watching the live broadcast. Why don't you call your mothers?"
Ling Feng laughed after hearing this. Call? Would Li Xingyuan dare to do that? Lin Sen was really good at setting a trap for him.
"Okay." Ling Feng agreed readily.
Lin Sen continued: "Then let's start with you, Mr. Ling, you come and set an example for us!"
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