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

At the entrance of the vegetable market not far away, an old man bent over was helping to move the fish in.

Song Kaiyi, who took photos out of habit, noticed that Kyocera was staring at one place. He followed his gaze and saw only a hunched back.

It looks familiar.

They are just old people struggling to make a living. There are many of them around, and there is nothing worth paying attention to.

Out of curiosity, he lowered his voice and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Kyocera retracted her gaze, looked at Yan Yue, slowly tore open the biscuit package, and answered Song Kaiyi's question: "Nothing."

It's just that the blurred clues were suddenly grasped.

Song Kaiyi said "Oh" and continued to film the surrounding scenes.

I have been in the city for too long and rarely take such ordinary photos.

The village chief’s task was to send the children to their respective stalls and he was not allowed to interfere or help. It was up to them how to sell and how much to sell.

Before entering the vegetable market, the village chief talked about forming teams, and the four children needed to be divided into two groups.

Yan Yue held Kyocera's hand tightly, but her expression was relaxed.

"My sister will definitely choose me." She said confidently while biting the biscuit.

"Yes," Kyocera said softly, as indulgent as ever: "Grandpa Village Chief, can I be in the same group with my sister?"

I'm sorry to have to trouble Song Kaiyi.

Deputy Director Du had not originally specified how to form the teams. The village chief symbolically asked for Song Kaiyi and Jing Xixi's opinions before finalizing it.

"Okay," he thought for a moment, "Then Xiaoci and your group will be at the entrance."

Jing Xixi raised her head, feeling unwilling. Why did Kyocera have such a good position?

The village chief is clearly biased, just because Kyocera's father donated money to the village?

but……

Uncle Du said that we should be sensible on the show, and that being a weak person is not a bad thing. Sometimes the public will favor the weak.

This is also an opportunity to clear himself on the show.

^

5:00 am.

Kyocera and Yan Yue were arranged by the village chief to sit in a small stall at the entrance.

It wasn't really a stall, it was just a piece of empty space that was just enough to hold two small stools, with a small bucket in front, and only six fish in total.

One of them was taken from Fu Guanqing, so Song Kaiyi's group had more fish.

The village chief wanted to take Song Kaiyi and Jing Xixi to the stall, so they didn't stay here long.

After Kyocera asked Yan Yue to sit down, he looked around and saw that many vegetable vendors were already fully prepared, and there were also fresh food and cooked and braised food.

The sky was bright gray at this time, and the light shone on her side face, leaving a faint shadow.

The owner of the fish stall next door came over carrying a small stool.

"Grandma Hu?"

The bamboo hat covered the old man's frosted head and wrinkled profile.

Granny Hu turned around, her eyebrows moving slightly: "It's you."

"Well, the director asked us to sell fish here." She was very polite, and Yan Yue also stood up from her chair and greeted her.

Granny Hu still smiled kindly, but hesitated a little: "Sell it. If you have any questions, you can ask me. As for the cameraman, can you avoid me?"

"We'll ask for your opinions after we record the broadcast. If you disagree, it will be edited or blurred," Kyocera explained, thinking about other things.

Granny Hu hesitated as if she had something to say to her.

After hearing the explanation, Grandma Hu nodded in relief. She didn't say much under the camera's filming. She sat in her seat and glanced at Kyocera from time to time.

The cameraman moved the camera slightly away from Grandma Hu, trying not to let her enter, and did not pay any attention to her gaze.

After all, the two children are so cute, it is normal for them to attract attention.

Driver Fu seemed to be thinking about something. He couldn't help but take a cigarette from his pocket, rolling it between his index finger and thumb, but had no intention of smoking it.

the other side.

Song Kaiyi and Jing Xixi were taken by the village chief to a stall near the inside.

This is also a row of fresh food area, and there are many water stains on the ground.

Jing Xixi smelled the fishy smell in the air and found it very difficult to settle down.

The desire to become stronger became stronger. If she had so much money, would the village chief still favor Kyocera?

But she didn't know the location of the stall, it was really chosen by the village chief by drawing lots.

For the sake of money, he didn't dare to be biased blatantly.

There were very few people buying vegetables at this time. It was not until half past six that people gradually started to come. Most of them were elderly people and women, or people with children. There were almost no young people.

The combination of two cute kids can easily attract people's attention.

Several people had already gathered in front of Kyocera's booth.

A few minutes ago, she asked driver Fu to bring her a hat. The large oval hat almost covered Yan Yue's entire upper body, giving her a sense of security.

I don’t know where Driver Fu found the hat, but it looks like an umbrella and is not heavy. It is very suitable for introverts who don’t like to interact with others.

Many people came to join in the fun, but few actually wanted to buy.

It's not uncommon to see a child selling fish, but there was a camera following him and a man who looked like he was not someone to be messed with.

It's quite curious.

Kyocera ignored the noisy sounds around her and sat there silently, as if she was in another world, in the vegetable market.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, yet still as tranquil as water.

Someone in the crowd stared at Kyocera for a long time until Kyocera turned another page of the book, revealing the Russian text on the cover.

She couldn't help but walk out of the crowd, lowered her head, and asked slowly, "Little girl, are your parents comfortable letting you two sisters sell fish on your own?"

Kyocera raised his eyebrows and saw a middle-aged woman over fifty years old.

She wore square glasses and her expression was indifferent, but her eyes behind the lenses revealed a sense of pressure, and an icy aura was hard to conceal around her.

The customers who will actually buy have arrived.

Kyocera closed the book, carefully placed it on his lap, looked at the middle-aged woman, and did not answer her irrelevant questions.

"Ma'am, would you like to buy some fish?"

The middle-aged woman looked at Kyocera, paused slightly, thinking about something, and smiled gently, diluting the coldness on her body: "Okay, what's the price?"

"Market price: 28 per pound."

"Cheaper," the middle-aged woman said sharply, "This price is more expensive than other places."

Kyocera didn't care. He just sat upright on the small stool and smiled: "Ma'am, the fish are all freshly caught and the price is in line with the market."

The middle-aged woman showed some interest in teasing him. "Can you make it any cheaper? Even a small amount will do. I don't have much money on me."

A few cents is fine, but what if the unit digit is 9?

Kyocera tilted his head back, his voice light, yet revealing a hint of cleverness, "It's a small business, if you buy six fish at a time, I can give you a discount."

The middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows, seeming somewhat convinced: "Okay."

Then he took out his wallet from his bag and noticed that Kyocera was very skilled in catching fish. He was curious but also lost some interest.

She must have been overthinking it, or maybe she was just watching for fun.

"Your fish." Kyocera took the money and prepared to leave with Yan Yue after confirming that no change was needed.

The middle-aged woman bought the fish from Kyocera and did not leave. Instead, she went to Granny Hu's stall. Kyocera heard her shout -

Professor Hu.