Quickly travel to save the cannon fodder? No, I will just flip the table

I saw that Father Lu had been staring at me for almost a minute.

Qianqian reflected on herself and realized that she had not done anything else important today.

"Dad, is there anything that you can only look at me but can't tell me?"

Father Lu choked. This unfilial daughter spoke in a way that was a bit irritating after she came back this time.

Thinking about it this way, I became unhappy when I said it was a discussion.

"Someone is looking for you to sell fruit!"

Qianqian didn't understand. Who asked her to sell what fruit? How to sell it? Do you pay for it?

"Dad, would you like to elaborate?"

"We have sold out all the fruit today. When we were shipping the fruit, other people in the village saw it and asked if they could help sell it for us."

Qianqian was happy: "Hey, they think highly of my reputation?"

The system told her that most people in the village were actually pretty good, and that they should be relied upon to help the Lu family during these difficult years.

Otherwise, Mr. and Mrs. Lu might have been unable to bear the actions of those extremely brainless netizens.

So if Qianqian can help, she would be happy to do so, and she can just consider it as a way to gain some good relationships for Lele.

But: "Let me make it clear first, I won't sell anything from someone like Wang Youhua's house."

Mother Lu nodded: "That's right, her family is a mess, and she keeps talking about it everywhere, even our family..."

"Ahem." Father Lu interrupted Mother Lu's chatter and changed the subject: "Okay, we know it even if you don't say it. If you help a family like that, you might end up in trouble."

Qianqian was satisfied and boasted to the system: "See? This is my responsible and sensible old father and mother. The original owner really didn't know how to appreciate her blessings. She didn't know how to cherish the things around her, but she had to reach for the rotten things outside."

The system also said: "That's right, this is thanks to my smart and resourceful host, who is clear-headed and open-minded."

"hey-hey!"

Qianqian thought she had finished talking, but Father Lu still frowned a little.

"Dad, what else do you want to say? We are family, can't we talk about it?"

Father Lu thought about it and said his plan: "They said they won't let you sell for free, they'll give you 20% commission per kilogram, but I think they've been influenced by our family over the years. But except for a few, no one else said anything, so..."

"So, why should I give you a commission? I just sell it for fun. I'm not short of money. The main thing is that it feels good to curse people in the live broadcast room!" Qianqian took over the conversation.

Mother Lu glared at her and said, "What are you saying in front of Lele? Do your job well and set a good example!"

All right, Qianqian looked at Lele's serious face and could only change her words: "Yes, yes, I will behave myself in the live broadcast room!"

So, the next day, Father Lu collected the remaining fruits from the fields of several households in the village who had a good relationship with his family and had contacted him before, and made it clear to them that he would not charge them for it.

Those families are all kind people, I feel bad, but who is Qianqian: “Uncle, aunt, I really don’t want to take any money.

Because of me, you have suffered a lot over the years.

That was all because I was ignorant before, but don't worry, I have changed and will definitely be a good person in the future.

If you still feel bad, please help me take care of my little Lele."

After this was said, these companies no longer insisted.

Just like that, before yesterday’s hot search was removed, Qianqian started live streaming again.

After all, I am helping others sell goods today, and people might even turn around and open their phones to check, so Qianqian has to maintain a good image.

She smiled at the camera and said, "Welcome everyone to my live broadcast room. This is the nationally famous ZZ Village Fruits. We have a wide variety of fruits with guaranteed quality and quantity. If you are interested, please place your order directly through the yellow cart in the lower right corner of the live broadcast room."

Because of yesterday's popularity, many people followed her, so as soon as she opened it, people quickly came in, and soon, there were over 20 people online.

Although Qianqian had a good attitude today, most of the screen was still friendly. The system reminded her that after Bai Tu and Liu Fei went offline yesterday, they still hired internet trolls to say bad things about her.

Then some netizens were instigated and continued to dwell on past events.

Looking at the overwhelming insults in the barrage, Mr. and Mrs. Lu felt a little distressed, and those families also had mixed feelings watching the live broadcast.

They couldn't stand it when they saw it, thinking that Qianqian was a girl and she probably felt a lot of grievances in her heart.

One of them even found Father Lu and said, "Old Lu, forget it. You don't have to help us sell ours. Just ask Qianqian to shut down the live broadcast."

Father Lu didn't agree: "Don't worry, Lao Li, Qianqian knows what she is doing. If she can't stand it, she would have left without us telling her. She hasn't reacted yet, which means she doesn't take it seriously."

Mother Lu also chimed in: "That's right, don't worry, we shouldn't take it seriously. These people are just stupid and have nothing better to do!"

That’s right. Qianqian couldn’t curse back, but she was thinking in her heart, how could these netizens who love to curse others have so much free time.

Moreover, she saw that these people had nothing new to say in their insults, they just kept repeating the same few sentences over and over again.

However, although Qianqian did not confront them, some other people in the live broadcast room could not stand it anymore.

Basically, they are yesterday's haters who turned bystanders; some naive fans of the heroine who believed what was performed yesterday; and some are pure bystanders.

"Are you guys going to stop commenting? Didn't we talk about the great reconciliation of the century yesterday?"

"The barrage is, can't we just watch the live broadcast properly? It has to be so smoky and chaotic."

"Some people in the barrage are not dark-hearted, they just find a place to vent!"

"I'm being honest. The fruit from Lu Qianqian's shop is really good. I'm from the same province. It arrived today. I just opened it and ate an apple. It was crunchy, big and sweet. My mom asked me to buy some more!"

As soon as this comment came out, Qianqian began to suspect that it was a post hired by her parents. The system told her not to think too much about it, as it was genuine positive feedback from customers.

Qianqian was happy: "Thank you, dear, for giving me a good man. There are other fruits today. If you like, you can take a look at them."

The netizen who was named immediately posted: "Fuck the bullet screen, I was actually named by the anchor, I have to buy more, hehe."

Of course, where there are good intentions, there are also bad intentions.

"I said in the comments that you guys have lost your memory, so what if we reconciled? Are you going to forget about what Lu Bitch did in the past?"

"The barrage is about reconciliation with your sister. It's obviously Lu who is holding our Tu Tu hostage."

"Bullet Lu is still so vicious. She will not die well. Sisters, please take over!"

Then, the comments started to say "Danmu bitch Lu must die a horrible death."

Before Qianqian could say anything, she saw several different comments: "The bullet-screen network is not a lawless place, please be careful when speaking."

"So far, Lu Qianqian has not done anything to offend you. Please control your emotions and don't say mean things to hurt others!"

"Everyone in the barrage is an adult. You should have your own judgment and not just follow others. Don't attack others without knowing the truth of the matter!"

In this situation, he was still so strong. Qianqian took a look.

Oh, it’s still the same ID, Flying Police Little Officer!