Good news! My sister Lin finally stopped being abstract today!

After the artists had all moved into their rooms, the PD officially assigned tasks.

PD: "City life is fast-paced and stressful. After experiencing too much of the fast-paced city life, going to the countryside to live a slower life and breathe fresh air has become a tourist destination for many people to relax and unwind."

"Today we have come to Xiaocheng Village. Here, mobile payment does not exist. People here buy things with cash."

"So, when in Rome, do as the Romans do, our guests will also need to use cash to begin their week here."

"Everyone has handed in their phones, and everything except essential items. Next, we'll be distributing travel funds to the guests by having them complete tasks. Let's all work together!"

Then the amount corresponding to each task was written on a board and handed to each guest.

Anya was the first to object when she heard what the PD said.

The first person to jump out immediately exclaimed, "Why?!"

How can you expect a princess who usually only knows how to spend money to not spend any? The amount the production team provides is so small that she wouldn't even bother to bend down and pick it up if it fell on the ground.

Anya was furious when she saw the amounts on the sign, ranging from tens to thousands of dollars.

"This isn't even enough for a meal," Anya complained directly.

Most of the crew members around Anya looked at her with more resentment than ghosts.

That's great! We could earn the money for one meal for the little princess in thirty days.

Anya didn't care and directly asked the director for more money.

Unfortunately, Berlin has met many celebrities and is not affected by her.

Firstly, he knew Anya's father;

Secondly, Xiaocheng Village is far from the hustle and bustle of the city, and Anya can't go back on her own.

"Pocket money," Berlin said quietly.

Anya: "..."

When Anya realized her needs weren't being met, she immediately thought of someone.

Her eyes searched for Lin Zhihao's figure in the crowd.

Of course, Lin Zhihao wouldn't show up. She hid the moment the little princess opened her mouth, because what if the little princess wanted to ask her for the money back? That wouldn't do.

He Manman, who had seen Lin Zhihao's every move clearly from the beginning on stage, was speechless.

Lin Zhihao said that filming was in progress, and he withdrew from the crowd to continue exploring the areas he had not yet explored yesterday.

By a twist of fate, she met Wang Daqing again by the edge of the field, this time without her husband.

"Auntie~" Lin Zhihao was very excited to see Wang Daqing.

She really wanted to eat the ribs from yesterday.

Wang Daqing was also very happy to see Lin Zhihao.

"Ah Zai!"

She jumped down the paddy field ridge and went to Wang Daqing's side.

Seeing the various vegetables in the field, Lin Zhihao cleverly offered to help.

During the process, Wang Daqing was amused and laughed heartily.

"By the way, son, I still don't know your name."

"Auntie, my name is Lou Su, you can call me Xiao Lou." Lin Zhihao chuckled.

“Okay, Xiaolou,” Wang Daqing said, liking it more and more as he looked at it.

At noon, he took Lin Zhihao home directly.

Wang Daqing's husband was chopping firewood at home.

"Hello, Uncle"

Upon seeing Lin Zhihao following Wang Daqing in, he immediately glared at his wife.

Why are you bringing other people's kids home again?!

Lin Zhihao: ? ? Auntie, you?

"Oh dear, I just can't resist, this child is so cute." Wang Daqing said, patting Lin Zhihao's hand.

"..."

The man muttered to himself as he quickly packed up his tools and went into the kitchen.

Lin Zhihao wanted to go in and help, but Wang Daqing stopped her.

"Oh, no need, no need. My husband is a great cook, let him do it!"

After saying that, he pulled Lin Zhihao into the room.

I brought out some snacks from home to entertain them.

The man was quick; he had already prepared the dishes and was just waiting for his wife to come home so they could eat something hot.

Lin Zhihao chatted with Wang Daqing while the man brought all the dishes to the table.

Stepping out of the room, Lin Zhihao looked at the dishes laid out on the square table in the courtyard and silently gave the man a thumbs up.

As soon as they sat down, Wang Daqing enthusiastically served food to Lin Zhihao.

"Young man, you can't be so thin, or you'll have a hard time finding a wife in the future."

Before long, the food in Lin Zhihao's bowl was overflowing.

Lin Zhihao was also very impressive, showing off her skills as soon as she picked up her chopsticks.

"Delicious, delicious! Uncle's cooking is amazing!!" She shoveled praise into her mouth while eating.

The uncle looked serious, and the two blobs of red in front of him seemed a little embarrassed by the praise.

After finishing the morning's filming, Shi Xingchen couldn't find Lin Zhihao and, fearing something had happened to her, brought people to look for her.

What I saw was Lin Zhihao enjoying a hearty meal in the courtyard.

He Manman:······

The staff member following behind her sent a message to the director.

"Lou! Su!!"

He Manman immediately let out a shout.

Lin Zhihao's bowl trembled.

The little face, still buried in the bowl, turned its head and saw He Manman and her group of people.

In one morning, He Manman understood why He Yu had become famous. He was ruthless in tormenting the guests, and if he said he wouldn't pay them, he wouldn't. She had only steamed buns and plain water for lunch that day.

He Manman cupped Lin Zhihao's face and gave her a good rub.

"I'm struggling financially, and you're just sitting here eating ribs!!!"

"Do you know what I ate? Ah! Do you know!"

As she spoke, her voice trembled slightly with a hint of a sob.

Lin Zhihao felt dizzy from being shaken.

Seeing He Manman crying, I felt embarrassed.

"How about we eat something?"

Looking at the radish in the bowl where there was hardly any pork rib soup left.

He Manman:······

"Oh, Xiaolou, these are your friends. They're out of food. I'll ask your uncle to cook some more." Wang Daqing gave her husband a look, and the man stood up, preparing to go into the kitchen.

"No need, thank you, Auntie." He Manman felt really embarrassed when she saw that the host family actually intended to cook for them.

The basic ethics of artists do not allow them to break the rules of the game.

Seeing that He Manman and her group all refused, Wang Daqing finally gave up.

After saying goodbye, Lin Zhihao followed He Manman back to the base camp.

Berlin gave him a sharp look.

Lin Zhihao whistled, "yu~~"

Berlin knew Lin Zhihao's identity, after all, he was the partner of He's mother's best friend.

Seeing that Berlin was not going to let her go, Lin Zhihao obediently stood next to He Yu.

“Private Marseille, Uncle Berlin,” Lin Zhihao spoke first, before Berlin could even begin.

Berlin:"······"

"You abandoned your post during working hours, so tonight you're only allowed one bowl of rice!"

"Huh?" Lin Zhihao's head stood up again.

Berlin thought to himself, "Oh well, this little girl is still growing, I'll just post it casually."

Lin Zhihao thought Berlin would be furious, but Berlin wasn't very angry. Instead, she massaged his shoulders in a flattering manner.

Seeing Lin Zhihao's sincere attitude, Berlin began to lecture him, saying, "You're not allowed to leave without saying goodbye next time. This place is so far from the city, what if you get lost!"

"I was wrong, Uncle Berlin, I understand, next time..."

"no next time!"

Berlin turned around once, and Lin Zhihao immediately changed her tune.

"Okay, go back."

"Yes, sir!" Lin Zhihao stood at attention, saluted, and returned to her place.