I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

It was already very unpleasant to meet Jing Siyu face to face just now!

If the young lady was delayed again, driver Fu would glare at him with his eyes wide open, his muscles bulging, completely different from his usual steady demeanor.

Camera guy: "..."

You were obviously very mature and masculine before.

He handed the basket over involuntarily with his stiff hands, forgetting that the guide said he couldn't help.

ten minutes later.

Song Kaiyi followed the two girls with a basket on his shoulder, occasionally helping them put the vegetables into the baskets.

Following behind was the cameraman, and next to him was the burly driver Fu.

There is a camera hanging around his neck, perhaps for children, and it looks particularly mini against his chest.

The cameraman couldn't help but look to the side, and unexpectedly glanced at Kyocera a few more times.

The people in the program crew have the impression that rich girls are all very delicate.

But Kyocera has broken some people's inherent impression.

Her hands were covered in dirt, and as she walked up from the field carrying potatoes, there was no impatience on her face. Instead, she had a faint smile on her face from beginning to end.

With her gentle comfort, the timid Yan Yue could squat there and dig the soil by herself.

Yan Yue was very happy to dig out the taro for the first time. She held it with both hands and showed it to Jingci with a shy face, "Sister, taro."

Kyocera put the taro in the basket, but didn't touch her head because of the clay in her hand. She just chuckled and praised, "Great."

Yan Yue followed her example and put the taro away. As her name suggests, her eyes were curved when she smiled.

They soon arrived at the cornfield. The corn grew quite tall and was not easy to pick. They had to get permission from the villagers to bend the corn with their feet.

Throughout the whole process, the village chief kept passing by intentionally or unintentionally.

He was very well-behaved and didn't go up to disturb them.

Another ten minutes passed, and the village chief with his hands behind his back 'passed by' again.

This time, Kyocera called him, and he was cheered up and subconsciously changed direction.

"what happened?"

Throw money at him and tell him not to get too excited and disturb him, but I didn't tell him to be impolite.

That's right!

He looked down at Kyocera excitedly. The little girl raised her head slightly, her fair and clean face smiling elegantly, and the purple petals on her forehead trembled in the wind.

"Grandpa Village Chief, do you know any family in the village that has fish you can sell to us?"

She asked.

Most people only buy one fish to eat at home, but the four groups of guests have to buy two fish to take home.

"I know, I'll take you there."

After finally being needed, the village chief finally straightened his back and walked in front to lead the way.

"Brother Xiaokai, let's go." Kyocera patted the dirt on his palm and took Yan Yue's hand: "Sister, let's wash our hands before eating cookies."

Kyocera spoke to her in a soft tone, almost like coaxing a child.

Yan Yue nodded obediently, and when she remembered something, she turned around and looked at Song Kaiyi.

Only when she saw him catching up did she look away and walk close to Kyocera.

The village chief led the way diligently, occasionally glancing around and not saying much.

It gives people the feeling that he is very guilty.

The village road is very long, a bit like an old town in ancient times. Most of the roads are made of bluestone slabs, and the road sections are relatively complicated. It is easy to get lost without someone to guide you.

After walking for a while, the village chief stopped in front of one of the houses.

Compared with other houses, this house is more ancient. It has no threshold, and weeds grow from the cracks in the stones on both sides of the steps. The door is ajar, and you can vaguely see a big black dog walking in the yard.

"This is it." The village chief said, then raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Old Hu, are you home? I brought some kids here to buy fish."

Not long after he finished speaking, a slightly old hand grabbed the door and pulled it inside.

The old man's hair was gray, but his back was very straight. He was probably in his sixties or seventies. He looked very energetic and had a subtle scholarly air.

Old Hu glanced around and finally stopped at the village chief's face. His eyes were clear and his voice was full of energy: "How many fish do you want?"

Hearing this, the village chief turned to look at Kyocera and asked, "How many do you want?"

"Thank you, Grandpa Village Chief," Kyocera said, stepping forward and saying to Old Hu, "Two black fish, do you have any?"

The village chief also turned around and looked at Lao Hu again.

Lao Hu nodded: "Yes, come in and choose for yourself."

After saying this, he turned around and went into the house.

He seemed overly aloof and didn't seem to like interacting with people.

The village chief was used to it and was only worried that Kyocera would feel uncomfortable.

"Xiao Ci, Lao Hu is just like that, don't mind him."

Kyocera's expression remained unchanged as he smiled calmly, "It's okay."

The village chief finally breathed a sigh of relief. Don’t withdraw your investment just because of buying a fish.

Ahem, a gentleman loves money but gets it in a proper way!

Kyocera was about to step onto the stairs when he suddenly stopped.

Yan Yue beside her was stunned, then slowly turned her head, and then she heard Jingci say, "Sister, can you wait for me at the door?"

Yan Yue clenched her fists tightly and pursed her lips uneasily.

At this moment, Song Kaiyi put down the basket, loosened one hand and gently patted Yan Yue's back. His voice was cold but soothing: "I'll be with you."

“…” Yan Yue actually didn’t want to, she was afraid of being alone.

But she bit her lip, and even though her eyes were red, she nodded silently.

"Sister, you...you come out quickly."

Kyocera: ...

She was silent for a long time, and finally gave in: "Come with me."

I just realized that Yan Yue was very afraid of Lao Hu, so I thought about going in myself, but she looks so pitiful... Forget it, I'd better keep her by my side.

Before Song Kaiyi withdrew his hand, he saw Yan Yue look up instantly, her eyes brightened a lot, she even took a step forward and held Kyocera's hand.

"elder sister."

Kyocera smiled, "Yeah, good boy."

Song Kaiyi's hand was still hanging in the air until the two little girls walked up the stairs and into the house.

No, how can you trust me so much after just knowing each other for so long?

He knew a little about Yan Yue, although not much, but he also knew that Yan Yue's personality was not pleasing to the outside world. She was very silent and timid.

Some even said that she was mentally ill and might have autism.

Yan Qiujin never talked about these things, and people in the circle would treat Yan Yue as a normal person for her sake, and no matter how high her status was, they would not bother to talk about it.

So, what is the charm of Kyocera?

For the first time, little Song Kaiyi's expression changed a little. He really wanted to figure out what to do.

Tch…Pah pah pah!

^

yard.

The big black dog that I had seen outside the door was now lying lazily against the wall.

Next to it was an easel, and on a wooden bench sat a young girl. The temperature was nearly 30 degrees Celsius, and she was wearing a loose coat and a large hat that covered her eyes and eyebrows.

I can't see her face clearly, but it's not difficult to recognize that she is the young lady painting on the wall. Her temperament is too special.

The girl lowered her head as she mixed paint, a faint, dull and dead aura emanating from her body.

Kyocera only glanced at the messy colors on the drawing paper and then looked away, without showing any abnormality throughout.

The photographer also lowered his equipment very politely. As the host did not allow him to do so, he did not include the scene in the yard in the picture.

Until a closed door was opened.