Who says that real and fake daughters must fight each other?

"I'm telling you, sister..." He Xing's chatter was in her ears. Yun He drank the hot porridge with her head buzzing.

He Xing is too talkative, God.

He scooped a spoonful of porridge to block He Xing's mouth.

"Eat, stop talking."

The noise makes my eyes hurt.

Today's task is to pick up trash.

In recent years, there has been an increasing amount of plastic waste in the village.

However, few villagers realize the importance of environmental protection.

As a result, plastic waste can be seen everywhere in the village.

They are going to pick up these plastic wastes today and collect them.

Then I told the villagers about the harm of plastic waste, hoping that they would pay attention to it.

He Youyou didn't want to go to Cheerleaders' group to help at all.

"When I think about helping her and then being blamed by her, I don't want to help at all."

He Youyou kicked the stone under his feet angrily.

Yun He nodded. It was indeed very infuriating. She was also speechless yesterday.

I have never seen anyone working for free and still being blamed.

Instead of complaining about this and that, why don’t you just do it yourself?

Who is spoiling him?

He Youyou shut up after complaining, she also knew that this had been explained in advance.

But when they agreed to it, no one told them that this job would be so torturous?

Working for nothing and still getting blamed is more disgusting than eating a fly.

Yunhe patted her on the back to calm her down.

"Okay, okay, it's okay. We're leaving this afternoon anyway."

Also.

He Youyou suddenly understood.

Coming back to his senses, he laughed at Yun He, "Sister, you worked half a day longer than me."

Yun He pretended to be angry and reached out to hit her.

He Youyou dodged nimbly.

I can't laugh.

The two of them were playing around in the front, and the PD who was filming them didn't get too close. They deliberately covered the microphone when they spoke, so nothing they said was recorded.

As expected, He Xing walked obediently on the side of the road and stopped pulling leaves. It seemed that last night's performance left a deep impression on him.

[He Xing really doesn't go where there's grass anymore.]

[When I think of his two good sisters pretending to be grass to scare him in the middle of the night, I find it hilarious.]

[Don't tell me, I came into this live broadcast room through that ghost video.]

[That's not a joke, hahahahahaha, that's what they really did last night.]

[The first person to edit that video went viral, and their followers instantly exceeded 100,000.]

After arriving at the place and waiting for a while, the village chief and the other groups arrived.

Standing on the far right, you can still feel a gaze following you.

He glanced at Shen Zhizhi secretly.

Not surprisingly, it was Shen Zhizhi.

The other party had a face full of resentment and stared at Yunhe angrily.

I guess he was blaming her for revealing what happened at the airport.

Yunhe looked at her toes, thoughtful.

"Okay, our mission today is to pick up trash. Oh, and our He Youyou will be in charge of the cheerleading team. But the cheerleaders will also have to pick up trash."

It's half past eight in the morning, which means they have to pick up trash until eleven o'clock.

Two and a half hours!

Fortunately, I brought a hat when I went out.

Silently, he tied a small hat on He Xing and said, "You have to wear a hat, otherwise you will get tanned, very dark."

He Xing didn't take it to heart. It was just black, so what was there to be afraid of?

No matter how black you are, you won’t change your race.

The village chief gave each of them a garbage bag and a pair of pliers.

He divided the four groups into four directions with a wave of his hand.

"You can start now! There's no quantity requirement, just pick up enough time."

After waving to He Youyou, Yun He took He Xing and walked to the left.

Walking slowly, picking up trash as he went.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and the sun was getting hotter and hotter. Although Yunhe, who was wearing a hat, was not sunburned, her face was flushed from the heat.

Yun He's forehead was covered with sweat, but he did not forget to encourage He Xing beside him.

"Wow, our Xingxing is so amazing. He didn't even run away in such a hot weather."

He Xing felt guilty for a moment, as he was just about to run away.

Yunhe continued to praise He Xing with increasing amounts, making him feel elated.

"Of course! I will definitely stick to it."

Yun He laughed and nodded quickly

"I knew the stars were the best. Come on."

Bending down, he picked up pieces of plastic trash and threw them into the bag.

Occasionally he looked up into the distance, then looked down at his watch.

Well, there's still half an hour left.

If I can take this opportunity to draw everyone's attention to environmental protection, then today will be worth it no matter how tired I am.

I just don’t know how the program team plans to tell the villagers about the harm of plastic waste.

He Xing bent down carefully to pick up every piece of plastic garbage. His small figure looked particularly determined in the sunlight.

……

"Okay, let's go back."

He took He Xing's hand, took a look, and laughed like a pig.

"Xingxing, look at your hands, they're so black, hahahahaha."

He Xing raised his hand, took a look, and felt that there was no difference.

Yun He seemed to know what he was thinking and rolled up his sleeves.

He Xing:!!!

How did it get dark so quickly?

"Sister, like a zebra."

He pointed at his arm and smirked.

Go back to the original place and hand the bag full of garbage to the village chief.

The village chief stood in the middle of a pile of garbage, looking like a rag collector.

"Okay, that concludes our mission for today. We can go over there and have lunch."

He pointed to the house behind him.

Everyone cheered and rushed into the house.

The table is full of dishes, which really whets your appetite.

He Youyou sat next to Yunhe, and it was obvious that her face looked bad and she was in a bad mood.

Yunhe quickly asked her what was wrong.

He Youyou shook his head and sighed.

I secretly glanced at Dudu out of the corner of my eye. This child is really too domineering.

After a pause, she looked at Lala again. This sister was a little too pampering to her younger brother.

too weird.

Shen Zhizhi came back from picking up trash and became a completely different person.

He stared at Yunhe provocatively, almost imprinting on his forehead that I had bad intentions.

He Youyou looked over silently and closed her eyes.

This person is also very strange.

She always targets Yunhe for no reason. Is it just because she saw Shen Zhizhi harassing He Lin?

I cursed He Lin in my heart. Bah, it was all this bastard's fault.

It's obvious that Shen Zhizhi is harboring evil intentions.

Yuan Fang was following the photographer when her cell phone suddenly rang.

It turned out to be Fang Jie.

I quickly walked out and found a place where I could answer the phone.

"Hey, sis, what's wrong?"

The house sister's tone was a little anxious, and she asked bluntly: "Where is Yunhe? Where is she?"

Yuan Fang was dumbfounded. "Yun He is recording a variety show. What, what happened?"

It was really bad luck for the house sister to be so impatient that this scandal came out when she was selling tickets.

"Call Yunhe out first and call me. I have something to ask her."

"Oh well."

Yuan Fang hung up the phone in a hurry and went in to call Yunhe.

Shen Zhizhi leaned back in her chair leisurely, with a look of gloating on her face that could not be ignored.

He Youyou looked at Yunhe worriedly, then looked at Yuan Fang.

"what happened?"

Yuan Fang shook her head to indicate that she wasn't quite sure either, and just urged Yun He to come out quickly.

Yun He was puzzled by Yuan Fang's anxiety. Looking at Shen Zhizhi's expression, she guessed that this matter might be related to Shen Zhizhi.

After a long time, Yunhe came back and stared at Shen Zhizhi coldly, making her feel cold all over.

The next second he looked away again, as if it were an illusion.