sinovels Chapter 17 Shooting
Chapter 17 Shooting
After such an explanation, everyone's expressions were heavy, and even the villagers who watched the excitement around them showed sadness, and some old people even secretly wiped their tears.
It is not difficult to guess that the victims of the landslide may be their relatives.
The tears of the program group are also very good enough. After some explanations, they sent down all the materials they brought. The first task of the few of them is to deliver these materials to the hands of the villagers and distribute them to everyone as much as possible. households, and there are clues about the final game link, which are hidden in the hands of these villagers.
However, the program group was allocated on the basis of rent. Lin Qingle and Bu Sheng were assigned to twelve households. Looking at the address given by the program group, Lin Qingle could only say... she didn't understand it at all.
The address of the village is not like a city, it is almost counted by a few buildings, they are divided by alleys, east, west, north, southeast, north, south, east, west, how could they know the names of the alleys.
Lin Qingle didn't intend to give way to Bu Sheng, the young master. Instead of calling him to join him, it's better to be tired and finish the work, so at the very beginning of the mission, Lin Qingle immediately asked the villagers for directions, and after getting the correct answer , and threw the rice over his shoulder with one hand, and the cooking oil with the other.
He moved nimbly, and when Bu Sheng thought he needed his help, Lin Qingle had already picked up the gift bag prepared by the program crew with his other hand, and went to the destination, leaving only Bu Sheng staring blankly.
Yu Zi, another group who was also ready to act, held the gift bag and looked at Bu Sheng curiously: "Bu Sheng, what are you doing here?"
Bu Sheng blushed, and said a little ashamedly: "Guard... guard the supplies."
"Not at all, mice won't come out to bite things now, not to mention there are people from the program team guarding them."
Bu Sheng just felt ashamed, damn it, Lin Qingle must have done it on purpose, must have wanted to get rid of him on purpose.
He saw that Yu Zi, a little girl, was helping to carry the gift bag, but he could only stand where he was, and his self-esteem as a man was greatly challenged.
He simply followed Lin Qingle's example, carrying rice on one shoulder, oil and a gift bag in the other, and went to find Lin Qingle.
The first family went well. Lin Qingle sent the things there. There was only an eight-year-old girl watching over me. Lin Qingle asked about the family situation with concern. Only then did I know that her father also died in the landslide and her mother was working outside. There are only her and grandma in the house. At this time, grandma is going to the mountains to pick wild vegetables and prepare today's dinner.
Lin Qingle felt uncomfortable hearing this. He turned his head and saw the little girl's books on a small square stool. When he first arrived, the little girl was squatting on the ground and then writing on the chair. It can be seen that the little girl The girl is a child who likes to learn very much.
When Lin Qingle asked, he specifically asked her for a pen and paper to write down the situation and address of their home.
Just then, a piercing howl reached his ears.
"Senior Brother Lin, where are you, Senior Brother Lin?"
"Senior brother Lin, I can't find you."
The only one who can call him senior brother is Bu Sheng.
Lin Qingle frowned, and after saying goodbye to the little girl, she walked out of the alley and yelled at the people who were still howling at the other end of the alley, "What's your name?"
Bu Sheng turned his head when he heard the sound, and walked in front of Lin Qingle with big strides.
"The address, give me the address."
"Address?" Lin Qingle raised his eyebrows, scanning his current situation, "Are you going to work in the fields?"
"Don't talk nonsense, give me the address." Bu Sheng said, "Also, don't say that I didn't do anything in this issue. There are twelve families in total. We have six families alone, and no one takes advantage of the other."
Lin Qingle smiled.
He didn't provoke him, but Bu Sheng was stimulated by other things.
Forget it, anyway, he was much more relaxed.
But Lin Qingle didn't give him the address, but asked him to carry the things and lead the way by herself.
Ke Busheng was upset.
"Why, you give me the address, and I will go by myself, which saves time."
"You either just follow me, or you ask the program crew for another list."
With that said, Lin Qingle left without looking back.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Lin Qingle turned a deaf ear to it.
Bu Sheng was holding things on his shoulders and in his hands, how could he be as windy as Lin Qingle, seeing that Lin Qingle really didn't intend to give him the address, so he could only grit his teeth and follow him.
"Damn, I can't finish with you."
He was very upset, thinking that he would grab the address after he finished delivering the things to this family and had nothing to do.
When I arrived at the second house, it was a mother-in-law in her fifties, with a dark complexion, a bright smile, and very talkative.
Lin Qingle is very good at dealing with elders and children. To him, this place is like his own home, so when he entered, Bu Sheng was still polite, and Lin Qingle simply dragged her mother-in-law to chat about homework.
From the rice, oil and salt at home, to the people and customs in this village, we chatted like crazy.
Bu Sheng was stunned as he listened, as if they were not of the same age. For a while, he admired Lin Qingle's social psoriasis.
But to be honest, this rice is really heavy, and my shoulders are a little sore from carrying it all the way.
About ten, twenty, ten minutes later, Lin Qingle and Bu Sheng walked out of her mother-in-law's house.
Lin Qingle didn't go directly to the place where the supplies were placed, but found a place to sit down, bent over and wrote something with the pen and paper borrowed from the little girl.
Bu Sheng watched him write back and forth, thinking that he had got some hidden mission, glanced secretly, and couldn't help being stunned when he saw what was written on the paper.
"You...are you remembering their family's situation?"
"Yeah." Lin Qingle didn't hide it, "Just now, the mother-in-law has two sons, both of whom are working outside, and the grandson is also studying in the city. At that time, their family finished the collection two days earlier than others, so they avoided the accident. It's also a blessing in misfortune, but the mother-in-law's son doesn't come back often, and she lives alone, quite lonely."
"Then what do you remember?"
Lin Qingle simply showed him the paper.
Bu Sheng looked at Lin Qingle's beautiful writing and recorded the situation of the two families. The first family needed books, school supplies and a desk, and the second family needed a TV.
"Are you going to..."
Lin Qingle took the paper back: "We'll talk about it when we get back, work first."
Bu Sheng looked at the back of Lin Qingle leaving, and couldn't tell what it was like. He just felt that comparing himself with Lin Qingle at this time was the difference between an ant and a god.
Damn, even he himself looks down on himself. People are thinking about how to help others, but he is doing better, thinking about his own little shit.
Bah, Bu Sheng, you are such a weakling.
So he hurriedly followed: "Brother Lin, wait for me, I will carry the rice for you."
Lin Qingle didn't really give in to Bu Sheng. Bu Sheng carried the rice, and he carried oil and gift bags, looking for them from door to door, and he didn't leave after delivering them, but cared about them, asked about the situation, and chatted with them. After a while, and then calculate the needs of each household from the information given in the chat.
But overall, Lin Qingle had only one thought - too poor.
Because the labor force in this village walks and dies, the whole village is mostly old people and children, and it is difficult to even live, let alone achieve prosperity.
However, this made Lin Qingle feel that this episode of the program is very meaningful.
Because every household in Lin Qingle's family chatted for more than ten minutes, it was no surprise that they were the group that completed the task last, but Lin Qingle and Bu Sheng were not discouraged, but rather happy.
It was already noon when this task was completed, and the program team carefully brought over a staff member who could cook. This staff member used to cook big pot meals and banquets for others in the village, so it was a return to his old profession. He also made a banquet for the people in the village.
When we were waiting for dinner, it was already past two o'clock, but no one thought it was late, but they were all looking forward to it.
After everyone was seated, Director Xu first thanked the staff for their help, and then let everyone eat without being polite.
This kind of relaxed atmosphere made the place lively all at once. While eating, the villagers greeted the staff, introducing them to the best places in this place, and recommending where they can go to play after work, and they are in harmony.
After eating and resting for half an hour, I was ready to start work again.
Their original intention of filming this program is to let more people pay attention to farmers. This profession is both ordinary and great, and their task is to help the villagers harvest rice. When they came, the program team had already arranged to harvest rice. The machine came over, and the machine bundled it automatically. The task of several of them was to send the bundled rice to each household. Also, each group is twelve households, but the program group is much more humane in this respect, and it is still They were assigned a third round, but for Feng Bo who was alone, it still took some time.
After Director Xu introduced the rice and various common sense of farming in this season, several people started to work.
Driving a three-wheeler is a piece of cake for Lin Qingle. When he was a child in the orphanage, as the eldest child, the work of buying vegetables in the orphanage usually fell on him. The tricycle is such a cost-effective and practical thing.
But it didn't work for a few years. When Lin Qingle got into the car, he gave it a try first, and after driving it back and forth twice, he got used to it thoroughly.
Seeing Lin Qingle driving so quickly, Yu Zi opened her eyes enviously: "Qingle, why are you driving so well."
Lin Qingle smiled lightly and said, "It was done before."
"Then can you teach me, I can't move without Brother Yufeng, so I can't drag Brother Yufeng back in this regard."
Although they belong to a group, they have a competitive relationship after all. Because of the rules of the game, whoever finishes first will get the clues of the game.
But Lin Qingle was very straightforward: "Get in the car, I'll teach you how to drive, it's very simple."
Feng Bo listened from the side, and immediately came up to study the teaching lessons. After all, he was only one person, and he had to take care of the transportation and driving.
Lin Qingle thought that teaching one is also teaching, and teaching both is also teaching, so she taught together.
But for this task, the two big men Lin Qingle and Bu Sheng obviously had the upper hand. Before it was dark, they finished the task first, and after it was done, Lin Qingle took the initiative to move Feng Bo.
Seeing this, Bu Sheng followed immediately.
In short, it was impossible for him to be thrown off by Lin Qingle.
After the filming was over, I ate a simple dinner in the evening.
There was no task at night, and they were about to go to rest after dinner, but before leaving, Director Xu rushed over and told them that a big man who joined temporarily was coming.
I've seen people who were notified before the filming started, but I haven't seen people who were notified that a temporary member would join halfway through the filming.
The author says:
Guess what, big shot =? ?
Off topic: anyone?anyone there?The author is very disturbed, is there really someone to read it? ?