Bring your bestie to play melon in the domineering love story

The courtyard of vegetable farmer Aunt Zhao seems a little small compared to others.

There was a pile of firewood in the east corner of the yard, and a doghouse on the other side, with several layers of old quilts as padding. Although it looked old, it was very clean, and it was obvious that the owner valued the dog very much.

When Xiao Huang saw a stranger coming in, he howled a few times.

Aunt Zhao came out from the inner room, tied Xiao Huang aside, and then called Huo Xingzhou in.

Huo Xingzhou was tall and long-legged, with his shirt buttoned up to the top, looking cold and abstinent.

Aunt Zhao looked up in surprise and met his lowered gaze. She sighed in her heart that this big star's temperament was indeed different from that of ordinary people. His appearance alone could stun the entire village. No wonder so many girls liked him.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Huo Xingzhou put down his things and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." Aunt Zhao stopped him, "I prepared breakfast. Eat it first before leaving."

Huo Xingzhou looked at her speechlessly, and soon realized that this was probably the benefit that the program team mentioned, so he did not refuse. Following her warm invitation, they went into the house together.

The house was fairly clean.

The so-called breakfast that Aunt Zhao mentioned was now placed on the eight-immortals table next to the east window. It was a white porcelain bowl with an upside-down lid on it, which seemed to be for keeping it warm.

Huo Xingzhou walked over and lifted the lid of the bowl.

It was a bowl of white rice porridge with a few fat, pure white worms floating on the porridge, which looked creepy no matter how you looked at it.

The barrage was filled with exclamations.

[Is this bamboo worm porridge? ]

【Huh? I was so scared.】

【If you don’t feel anything, don’t watch it. 】

【Locals said they never eat it this way.】

[It was a little hard to accept at first glance, but I had to finish the breakfast I earned from the mission, no matter how nervous I was.]

[Actually, bamboo worms are very fragrant and full of protein, and honey larvae are also delicious. A bowl of this costs dozens of yuan.]

[Oh my god! I got goosebumps watching this.]

【The call from the Northeast, I also want to try it. 】

[Don't worry, the food prepared by the program team can't be bad. After all, it is for the guests to try. ]

[Yes, it's delicious, but many people don't like this way of eating it.]

[Hahahaha, I feel sorry for Mr. Huo for two seconds, no, three seconds.]

Aunt Zhao came out of the kitchen.

Seeing Huo Xingzhou standing still, he poured him a glass of water and explained, "This is our local specialty breakfast, bamboo worm porridge, very nutritious."

"Yeah." Huo Xingzhou responded lightly.

"If you don't like it, then..."

Before he could utter the words "Don't force yourself", he saw him pick up the porcelain bowl on the table, and then he put a full spoonful of bamboo worm rice porridge into his mouth. Huo Xingzhou even chewed it a few times symbolically.

Aunt Zhao was shocked and confused, "How dare you eat this?"

Huo Xingzhou ate slowly and looked up at her. "Do you think I don't dare, or do you think I'll be as scared as the little girl?"

"No...no, I was worried you wouldn't be used to it."

Huo Xingzhou was speechless for a long while before he smiled and said, "The bursting liquid tastes pretty good."

"..."

【As expected of you! 】

[A boss is a boss, so why should he be afraid of eating bugs? ]

[Honestly, the way he was eating, I thought we were in a five-star hotel.]

[So terrifying! ]

[I will die with regret if I never find a boyfriend like Huo Xingzhou in this life.]

[@The above, I'm different. When it comes to the handsome guy I can't get in love with, I feel the same powerless feeling as a low-income bachelor seeing the most beautiful widow in the village.]

【Ha ha ha ha...】

After coming out of Huo Xingzhou's live broadcast room, netizens turned their attention to the last few people.

Zhou Ke, Han Fei, Fang Hao, and Jiang Ruoli.

As soon as I entered Zhou Ke's live broadcast room, I saw her standing in the yard with a sad face. Next to her was a big rooster, which was pacing back and forth with its head held high, as if it was patrolling its territory.

On the pitch-black dining table in front of me, there was a bowl of sorghum rice porridge and a few multi-grain pancakes.

[, I looked at Zhou Ke and it seemed like he wanted to stew this chicken directly.]

[With some music, it feels like a country girl.]

Zhou Ke should be thankful it wasn't the exploding bamboo worm porridge.

[Hehehe, I'm also eating multi-grain pancakes, the same ones Zhou Ke makes, yeah!]

The audience who thought the multi-grain pancakes were uninteresting switched again and entered Han Fei's live broadcast room.

I saw him pushing a bicycle with a chicken coop hanging on the back seat, and slowly moving forward on the small road at the entrance of the village.

"What a lousy bicycle this damn production crew provided."

"You're still losing the chain."

“So much investment has been wasted.”

"If it weren't for the sake of pride, who would fall in love with this crappy show?"

His face was full of anger, and he kicked the stone at his feet. With a sound of "ouch", the stone was intact, but he squatted down straight.

"It hurts, it hurts~"

The cameraman broke out in a cold sweat, and his first reaction was that it was a good thing there was a camera there, otherwise he would have thought that it was another problem created by the program crew that caused the guest to be injured.

"Are you all idiots? Give me a hand."

Han Fei cursed without even turning his head, then simply sat down on the ground, covering his toes. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help laughing.

When the people in the program crew heard this laughter, they were all numb.

Is this a kick to the foot or the head?

He's had an accident, and I don't know if he's seriously injured, but he's still smiling?

The staff gathered around him. Seeing Han Fei's pale face, their scalps numbed even more. They all asked in unison, "Teacher Han, how are you?"

"Can you walk?"

"How about we go back first?"

"Let me help you."

Han Fei didn't say anything for a while, then suddenly stood up, picked up the fallen bicycle, and walked towards his destination without looking back.

Staff: “…”

Young Master Han really couldn't stand it anymore.

[Oh my god, Han Fei is indeed so calm and composed. I'm so annoyed every day.]

[The first push is strong, the second is weak, the third is exhausted, private Marseille~]

Han Fei arrived at his destination with a gloomy face.

A mud house and a mud stove, steamed corn bread, pickles and fermented bean curd were his breakfast.

His already gloomy expression turned even worse.

When had he ever eaten something so bad?

Is this something edible?

[...Han Fei is pretty miserable. His bike broke down, and he finally made it here, only to end up with such a dry breakfast.]

【Bad luck.】

"No, you really believe it? Isn't this obviously a script? A rich young man truly experiences rural life."

Farmers in the 1980s didn't have such a rich breakfast. They simply didn't know how to appreciate it.

Han Fei suppressed his resentment and stood up from his seat. However, he didn't pay attention and his knee accidentally hit the corner of the table.

Just listen to a clang.

The table fell over.

The steamed buns were scattered all over the floor.

The audience in the live broadcast room fell silent briefly as they watched the scene before them.