Chapter 452 Who is willing
There is a pattern in the program team hiding the flags.
They themselves hid all the flags very well, but there were still a few dozen flags that were of top priority.
According to their thinking, even if you can find three or five sets of all fifty-five flags, as long as there is one missing, you have to continue looking for it honestly.
The family of six recalled carefully, writing and drawing on paper.
Fang Lixi's reasoning ability is very strong. He guessed the director's thoughts clearly, which made the director who was watching the live broadcast sweat on his forehead. He kept sighing to the people around him: "Young people are formidable, young people are formidable!"
The rest of the staff nodded vigorously. "Our big boss's family is full of capable people, and his children are very smart. If we were not the core staff of the column group, we would definitely think that they knew the arrangement in advance and were just brushing it up, yes, that's what the big boss said, brushing up the personality!"
According to the rules, there was no need for An Zhixia and the others to take action. Fang Lixi took Fang Qingyun out for a walk and collected all fifty-six flags.
The densely packed and disorderly golden stars on the flag now clearly formed a map.
"This is the big locust tree we saw when we entered the village!" Fang Gexin pointed to the middle of the puzzle and said, "This is the stone mill on the drying yard!"
They searched the village for the flag, already having a complete map in their minds.
"The place we are going to is the back mountain," An Zhixia pointed at the word "treasure" spelled out by eight flags.
"Mom, you guys pretend to continue looking for the flag, I'll go with..." Fang Lixi looked around, her eyes resting on Fang Gexin, "Xinxin and I will go over quietly, and the custodian will find the treasure without anyone noticing!"
As he spoke, he took a few more glances at the map on the flag.
Fang Gexin's eyes widened as well, and she was determined to embed the map firmly in her mind. "Don't worry, Mom. We will definitely live up to your expectations and strive to get the first place in the East City stage!"
"Okay," An Zhixia nodded with a smile, and said while holding the other three children, "We will be responsible for hiding the flags we find little by little."
Fang Qingyun raised her chin slightly and hummed: "Don't hide them, let's just dig a place and bury them all."
The little girl has a good personality and is usually as full of clever ideas as the third child. However, as a lucky girl, she does not have the gentleness, innocence and generosity of the lucky heroine in the farming novels. Instead, she is particularly vengeful.
Maybe because her biological parents are supporting characters?
Such a lucky guy was spoiled by her?
An Zhixia raised her eyebrows, "I think it's okay. Anyway, we found these flags, so we have the final say on how to deal with them."
Afraid that the audience might misunderstand her, she made a special explanation.
They were now in an empty warehouse of the village committee, which was filled with broken and unusable tools, which was a good opportunity for them to dig a hole in the ground.
After being busy for a long time, they continued to pretend to look for the flag.
After they left, Ai Zhuojia took her husband and child and immediately went into the warehouse.
"Dad, why do you think they stay here for so long?" Ai Zhuojia walked around the room carefully.
"Looking for the flag? No, it wouldn't take them that long. They must be being lazy?"
Ai Zhuojia glared at the man and muttered, "Alim is indeed your son, a blockhead! They are in the house, and the cameras are following them. Are they going to slack off in front of so many viewers?
I guess they must have collected a lot of flags and used this place as their base."
"Ai Zhuojia, you are so smart," the man scratched his head and praised with a smile.
"No matter how stupid I am, our family will still be very poor," she snorted, leaning down with a smile of joy in her eyes, "Come on, take that hoe over there and dig here!"
The man immediately picked up the broken hoe and started working hard, but after he dug ten centimeters, he didn't see anything.
Instead, Ai Zhuojia found a soft spot and called him over.
So the audience in front of the TV was so happy, "Ai Zhuojia is so clever that she makes a mistake! She thought that if she kept a close eye on Teacher Xiao An, she would be able to make a fortune, but she didn't know that she was being deceived!"
"Teacher Xiao An and his friends are really smart. They deliberately dug so many holes in the ground. The problem is that they actually hid the flag in one of the holes!"
Because there were too many suspicious holes on the ground, they failed to dig deep enough for each hole and missed the hole where the flag was actually hidden.
Ai Zhuojia looked at the pits and holes dug by her own man and rubbed her chest in anger: "What a waste of time! Maybe they kept the flag on their bodies?
No matter what, we'll go out and rob whoever we catch. There are six sets, so we can at least get one set, right? If it doesn't work," she smiled with her eyes narrowed, "if it doesn't work, we can form an alliance with others, and form an alliance with Lou Faxiang and Rong Haijun's team."
This was just a last resort, but it could ensure that all three teams would take the top three spots.
After leaving the warehouse, they began to look for allies.
An Zhixia wandered around the village with her three kids, and whenever she met the guests, she pretended to look for flags. Her serious look easily fooled others.
After people left, she naturally used the camera to present the lives of the villagers as they were.
The mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, and whether it was a color or black and white TV, it gave people a sense of beauty like a painting. Looking through the screen, everyone felt their hearts broadened and relaxed.
There is not only one village in Dongshi. Many other small villages are just like this one, with vast land and sparse population. Outside the fields are wild grasses that grow so lush that they can hide people.
"Uncle, why are there so many wastelands here?" An Zhixia asked what everyone was thinking.
"There is too much land and we are too few to farm it all!" said the old man with a cheerful smile.
He pointed to the distance and said: "The land in our East City is very fertile, it is black soil, and the rice and wheat grown there are very delicious.
Are you from Kyoto?
Around the 1960s, many comrades from central China came here with their families to settle down.
As long as you work hard, you can have enough to eat, if nothing else. You can also buy enough cotton to survive the winter with the abundant food.
Every household raises chickens, ducks, geese and pigs, so meat is never lacking all year round.”
"Uncle, is what you said true? There are still many places in our country where people cannot get enough food or warm clothes, let alone meat.
If it was really as good as you said, then the East Market would have been crowded with people, right? "
The old man stroked his beard and said, "No one has seen it with their own eyes. If it weren't for the pressure of their stomach, who would be willing to leave their hometown?
Besides, the weather in East City is worse than your place. It’s so cold in winter that it can freeze your ears off.”
(End of this chapter)
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