Chapter 6, First Sin: Delicate and Frail
The next morning, Tu Yao was awakened by a commotion.
Her house is a large brick house, which used to house a family of four. Ten years ago, the whole family moved to the city, and the house has been empty ever since.
After Tu Yao arrived, Ding Dapang's father, seeing that she was helpless and not very bright, obtained the family's consent and allowed her to stay there temporarily.
Big Fatty got along well with her and would sleep here every now and then.
When I opened the door, I saw Big Fatty in the yard, familiar with the place, stuffing bed sheets into a wooden tub with great effort.
Unsurprisingly, he wet the bed again yesterday.
Outside the courtyard, all the aunts and uncles were rushing to the fields like they were going to a market.
As soon as she opened the door, Ding Dapang's third aunt from next door immediately greeted her.
"Little Mao, get up! Come and see, a celebrity has come to our village!"
They were recording a program in the fields early in the morning. Although the area was cleared beforehand, we could still catch a glimpse of it from afar.
Tu Yao yawned and waved wearily.
Thanks for the invitation, but I won't go.
Wait! Tu Yao suddenly looked up and quickly glanced at the progress bar.
Seeing that it was still firmly standing at twenty, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Last night she had a nightmare all night, dreaming that Tu Chaoxi was kicked off the show by Ma Zhiyuan, and the progress bar immediately went to zero. She was so scared that she kowtowed to 110 in her dream and begged for a second chance.
Given that her older brother was a dangerous individual, Tu Yao felt it was necessary for her to keep an eye on him.
"Third Aunt, I'm going!"
Before leaving, she thought for a moment and hung up a basket of smoked fish.
If the smoked meat is gone, at least there's still smoked fish.
Her smoked fish is fragrant and dry, each fish weighing three pounds is cut into evenly sized pieces. The soy sauce she uses for smoking the fish is all handmade. It is dried all day and then drizzled with a sweet and salty sauce at night. It is absolutely delicious!
Thinking of the wolfhound from last night, Tu Yao became more alert and hung on the roof this time!
You bastard, don't let me catch you!
After hanging up the steamer, Tu Yao casually took six buns into the steamer, three for herself and three for Da Pang.
Remembering something, they grabbed a basket and the two of them turned and disappeared into the back mountain.
Two minutes later, a black and brown wolfhound trotted into the empty yard, its grape-like eyes darting around, and its nose twitching.
The next second, it tilted its head back.
They successfully spotted the basket of smoked fish under the roof.
...
The fields of Xianhe Village are all located at the foot of the mountain, about a kilometer away from the village.
The documentary series "Rural Food" was also filmed here.
Achoo!
Achoo!
...
The sound of sneezes echoed continuously through the farmland.
Tu Chaoxi rubbed her nose, let go, and sneezed loudly in front of the camera!
Just as the person filming was about to press the live broadcast button, they hesitated for a moment and asked instead, "Um... Teacher Tu, are you alright?"
Tu Chaoxi rubbed her hair with a cold face. "Do I look good to you?"
He's been busy clearing up the rumors and finding the truth for the past month and hasn't had a proper rest. Last night, he spent most of the night pondering why Tu Yao, that little fool, had lost her memory.
I was just about to go to sleep when the production crew pulled a surprise attack in the middle of the night, taking away all my daily necessities, including my blanket.
The place was surrounded by mountains and was quite cool. Without a blanket, he caught a cold on the spot.
When I asked the director this morning, he only replied with four words—"self-reliance."
The purpose of this show is survival.
He has to find edible ingredients in the village within a limited time. He can keep the ingredients or exchange them for the items taken away by the production team according to their value.
Tu Chaoxi glanced around and saw that it was autumn, and the large wheat field at the foot of the mountain had long been harvested.
What kind of ingredients can you find in a completely barren area?
It's so hard to even find a decent blade of grass!
He couldn't help but curse, "I think you should just quit making TV shows and become bandits!"
After he finished cursing, he sneezed.
On the other side of the field, Ma Zhiyuan, with his hands and feet wrapped up, signaled to the PD to start a live stream.
Last night, his second fall dislocated his arm, and he had to put it in brace on the spot.
So now he's not only lame in the leg, but his hands are also useless.
But she could still talk. She glanced at Tu Chaoxi and casually tossed out a sentence: "...Teacher Tu is so precious. It's really a waste for him to be on this show."
The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for the netizens who had just joined to hear clearly.
After listening, I couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.
Although Ma Zhiyuan is a seasoned green tea b*tch, what he said is quite true; it's really unfair to our top star.
[Exactly! If top celebrities can't handle hardship, why would they even come on this show?]
Of course, he wants to become famous again and start living a good life again.
During this month, Tu Chaoxi was burdened with seven deadly sins. Besides bullying, the first sin was being "delicate and weak".
Tu Chaoxi will have a concert to celebrate her second anniversary in the industry in two months. After promoting it for more than half a year, fans have been looking forward to the concert.
According to the description in the diary of that Hong Kong heiress, Tu Chaoxi missed several training rehearsals in a row.
She asked Tu Chaoxi's agent for the reason for her absence, only to be told that Tu Chaoxi was too tired to go.
Not only that, he also cut many of the dance and song tracks that fans had been looking forward to for a long time.
After the news broke, he lost most of his fans overnight.
He seems to have forgotten how he debuted. If it weren't for his fans' support and voting, he'd probably still be working as a waiter or deliveryman in a restaurant.
[They've only been popular for two years and they've already stopped caring about their fans.]
Tu Chaoxi had no idea that because of one sentence, netizens were once again criticizing him mercilessly.
He pressed his stomach in frustration, his face turning pale.
He can manage with a cold, but he can't stand being hungry.
This show is absolutely outrageous; they don't even provide a meal!
I was about to say something more, but the next second, a round, plump, steaming bun appeared.
"Brother, do you want some?"
Tu Chaoxi: ?!
Turning his head, he saw Tu Yao, dressed in a floral print outfit, suddenly appear out of nowhere, smiling at him.
He glanced at it disdainfully. Yesterday it was yellow floral prints, today it's multicolored flowers. This little fool is so incredibly tacky.
Without this face to save the day, it would be absolutely hideous.
Her gaze shifted downwards, and the white, tender buns, emitting an exceptionally enticing aroma, lay sprawled in her palm.
The steamed buns with braised pork filling are clearly made with a 3:7 ratio of fat to lean meat, half stir-fried and half raw, wrapped in soft dough, and still glistening with oil after steaming.
Tu Chaoxi swallowed slightly, her tone deliberately cold: "Where did you come in from?"
The production team had already cleared the area, and even the villagers watched from a distance. After a while, they got bored and left.
Tu Yao grinned and pointed behind her with a forced smile.
"The path at the foot of the mountain."
She was about to die; if it weren't for her foresight in keeping watch, she would have almost lost her life again.
Her older brother is really like a bomb that could explode at any moment, burdened with the seven deadly sins, and always on the verge of being scolded.
I almost got her progress bar down to single digits again.
Tu Chaoxi glanced at Baozi and gave a cold "Oh".
The steamed buns smelled delicious, but he didn't eat them.
He could not possibly eat the buns that Tu Yao gave him.
From the moment Gangcheng was pushed into the water, he vowed that he would have nothing to do with this sister anymore.
Even if she has amnesia now, it can't erase the grudges between them!
Tu Chaoxi looked away, her face stiff: "Take it away, I'm not hungry."
He had just finished speaking when he made a "gurgling" sound.
Tu Chaoxi: ...
His pale face flushed slightly, and he quickly clutched his stomach and hurried forward.
Tu Yao hurriedly followed, but Tu Chaoxi walked so fast that it was quite difficult for her to keep up.
[Tu Chaoxi, do you have to be so pretentious? Do you really expect people to beg you to eat a steamed bun?! Besides, this steamed bun looks delicious.]
Poor Dangtu Chaoxi's fans.
[I can't take it anymore! You production team, have some decency! Tell this girl her top star status has collapsed. I can't stand seeing such a beautiful girl acting like a little simp.]
Tu Yao saw blue light emanating from her forehead again and couldn't hold it in any longer.
He jogged a short distance and suddenly grabbed Tu Chaoxi.
She tiptoed, raised her hand, and in the instant Tu Chaoxi was stunned, she stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth.
Tu Chaoxi: ...
Follow-up filming: ...
Live stream room: ...
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