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

But in a short while, all the outsiders were driven out.

The door slammed shut.

Before I could react, the sound of the old sow struggling came out the door.

The people who were despised looked at each other, and actually they also wanted to see how the pig was slaughtered.

Gu Mo coughed twice, "How about...we go to the kitchen to prepare first?"

"I think so too..." Yan Qiujin was halfway through her words when the fellow villager's powerful voice resounded through the sky.

"Are you a man? You can't even catch a pig."

Fu Guanqing just said unyieldingly, "I can do it!"

"..."

Silence is tonight's pig-killing banquet.

^

At the same time, a commercial vehicle drove into the entrance of Yanshan Village and stopped under a loquat tree.

A person in a nurse's uniform got off the car first, carrying a medical box, followed by a middle-aged man in a white coat. He had a serious look and exuded majesty.

"Doctor Ji," Driver Fu said as he leaned against a tree, extinguished his cigarette, and took the initiative to greet her. "Miss Gu is attending a buffet. I'll take you there."

Doctor Ji nodded calmly: "Okay, what's wrong with her? Is it serious?"

When asking him to come, driver Fu only said that Gu Mo was sick and would wait for a comprehensive examination. He happened to be on vacation and had no patients, so the dean sent him over.

He is also the head of a department in the hospital and has handled many difficult and complicated cases.

Driver Fu turned around and paused, then said hesitantly, "It's probably a cold. I guess he has a slight cough."

Doctor Ji: “……???”

So you contacted the dean in person in a hurry, and it turned out to be just a simple cold?

It’s not that a cold doesn’t need treatment, but his behavior makes him think it’s a serious symptom. If the dean wasn’t busy…

Driver Fu's tough face showed no emotion, and he said confidently, "What's the problem?"

"No." Besides, he was afraid that he would be angry to death.

The nurse behind him tried hard not to laugh out loud.

Driver Fu touched his shaved head and he really didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

If it weren't for the fact that every doctor was responsible for a patient, he would have called the director of the entire hospital over.

^

Five minutes later, Driver Fu and others still had not arrived at the buffet.

On the road, we ran into the guests who had just come out of the pig slaughtering ground.

Gu Mo looked down at Kyocera in surprise, not expecting her to arrange it so quickly.

She had almost no communication with driver Fu, but they cooperated so well.

Gu Mo thought of Jing Zhanheng. Many of his habits were ingrained in the Jing family.

Kyocera held the Russian book in his hand, one hand on the shoulder strap of his backpack, and looked up at the same time.

She blinked, and a soft and clear light appeared at the edges of her eyes.

"That's..." Yan Qiujin was a little nearsighted. She squinted her eyes for a while, but couldn't see clearly, but she recognized the pure white color. "Who arranged this? It's so efficient."

When Gu Mo heard this, her eyes were full of brightness and spirit, and she smiled softly, "It's Xiaoci."

"Ah?" Yan Qiujin was confused at first, but then she was convinced. Such efficiency was worthy of being a member of the Jing family.

Gu Mo turned his head and said, "Teacher Yan, I'm going to see the doctor first. Please take care of Xiao Ci."

"Okay." Anyway, she was already the veteran among the guests.

Kyocera tore open a mint candy and put it in her mouth. The taste melted and it felt quite cool. She looked at Gu Mo's back, thinking about something.

She didn't say she wanted to go with them. She was thinking about something and her expression became very dull.

After Gu Mo met up with Driver Fu, they exchanged a few words and then walked towards Room 3.

Only then did Kyocera look away and bite the mint candy's filling.

The truth behind returning to China is definitely not as simple as what was said at the dinner table.

But she wouldn't check.

^

The guests held a pig-killing banquet, and the venue for the banquet was sponsored by the village chief.

This is one of the conditions for the village chief not to interfere with the program team.

He wanted to treat the village's God of Wealth to a good meal.

To this end, he found the villagers to vacate a space and extended the buffet with rich food.

Yan Qiujin couldn't interfere at all. As soon as she entered the kitchen——

"Hey, beautiful lady, don't come in and disturb us. Go out quickly."

"Just leave this to us, it's just a buffet!"

The enthusiastic villagers escorted her out of the kitchen and poured her a cup of tea on the table.

Yan Qiujin sat down with a teacup in her hand, feeling somewhat confused as to where she was.

Across from her, Yan Yue took small bites of the last biscuit, staring intently with her wet eyes, calculating how much she could take in one bite.

Beside her, Kyocera turned a page of a book and glanced at Yan Qiujin, who was still in shock. "Aunt Yan, the village chief has made all the arrangements. You can sit down and rest."

Yan Qiujin certainly knew that she could rest this afternoon, she was just a little uncomfortable.

Is it so easy to record Director Lu’s program?

How outrageous.

Outside the door, Song Kaiyi had just taken a few photos. He hurried over, raised his camera, took a picture of the banquet table, and then ran into the kitchen.

Yan Qiujin raised her eyebrows and curled the corners of her mouth as if she was enjoying the show. However, to her surprise, the mothers-in-law and aunts who had just chased her away actually raised their hands and made a "V" sign!

He even kept pushing forward, shouting "cheese".

"..."

It’s so infuriating to compare people to each other!

She still went out for a walk and took a few photos to wash her injured eyes.

However, this scene can explain why the road guide agreed. Nowadays, people are generally under great pressure, and it is great to see such a lively and simple scene full of fireworks.

There are so few of them that they can really attract the audience, at least they can relax the mind and be enough to enjoy the meal.

The atmosphere makes people happy, and proper relaxation can help people live longer.

Kyocera read the book for a while and found that he could not concentrate.

Think a little.

She used to have a photographic memory, but now she forgets the previous sentence after reading the next one.

She picked up the Longjing tea brewed by the village chief on the table. The taste was very light. She was worried that the children would suffer from insomnia, so she only put a few tea leaves to add a sense of ritual.

Just as I put down the teacup, I heard a gentle and youthful voice.

"Can you lend me your book?"

Perhaps because of her complicated mood, there was restlessness in the girl's eyes when she looked back.

She saw Tang Yuji's rosy face and green temples. The wind blew his black hair, making it soft and making him look easy to deceive.

She had noticed just now that Tang Yuji was doing his homework alone in the corner, but he would occasionally be distracted and look up at the book in her hand.

Seeing that she was still not responding, Tang Yuji calmly asked again: "Is it okay?"

The tone is quite indifferent.

The cameraman who was filming him twitched his lips. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would probably have believed that Tang Yuji really didn't care.

It was clearly an illusion. He had been observing Kyocera just now. When he saw her put down the book and prepare to rest, he immediately threw down his pen and ran over to borrow the book.

Oh, the pen is still lying on the ground pitifully.

Kyocera lowered his eyelashes and nodded politely, "Okay."

She wouldn't lend books to ordinary people, but she could lend them to Tang Yuji because he would take good care of the books.

"Thank you, I'll return it to you later." Tang Yuji remained calm.

Watching him sit back in his original seat, Kyocera withdrew his gaze without any expression.

Yan Yue held half a bear biscuit in her hand and said softly, "Sister, can I read your book too?"

Kyocera: “…”