I was assigned to farm by fans but in my hometown

"It's just mushy all over." Worse than the sweet potatoes you cooked as a kid.

"Don't question me!" Jiang Yuge tried to hypnotize himself, "I am a food teaching blogger!"

[Too many flaws]

[As a teaching blogger, don’t you know how much water you have? 】

There should be countless. Jiang Yuge stubbornly picked up one and pushed open the black shell. A burning smell hit his nostrils.

Facts speak louder than words. Jiang Yuge was like a chicken whose neck had been strangled, shutting up and blushing.

Lu Yao peeled open the black shell on the outside and ate the orange meat inside with an expressionless expression.

Jiang Yuge tried to take a bite. It still tasted like sweet potato, but the edge was a bit sour.

It’s not inedible, but it’s definitely not delicious. It’s a wonderful feeling, as wonderful as her creative cuisine.

Jiang Yuge trembled and tried to persuade Lu Yao, who seemed to have lost his sense of taste, "Why don't you eat it?"

"It's okay." Lu Yao finished eating the edible part of the sweet potato in his hand in two or three mouthfuls and patted the ash left on the sweet potato in his hand.

After looking at the remaining sweet potatoes, it seemed that they were inedible. Lu Yao said, "Crush them into balls and use them as bait for fishing."

After many incredible experiences, Sweet Potato finally returned to the purpose predicted by the audience.

The day's fishing time passed quickly. Everyone's immature production skills and immature fishing skills resulted in a whole focus on participation.

Jiang Yuge lived up to her name. She caught the fish but did not catch it completely. Instead, she was pulled off the fishing rod by the fish when she was distracted. She carried a basket and returned to the cabin in a small broken car.

Until the end, no one knew the significance of today's event arrangement. Jiang Yuge seriously suspected that the director wanted to fish. The bait on the program team's car was evidence. Maybe there were many sophisticated equipment that had not been discovered.

"Yuge." After confirming that the program team had turned off the camera, Lu Yao looked at the message on his phone and called out to Jiang Yuge who was about to go upstairs.

"What?"

Lu Yao looked at her steadily: "Do you have any brothers or sisters? The kind that you can kiss?"

"No, I'm an only child." Jiang Yuge thought for a while and decided to be more rigorous, "If you said she had a miscarriage, I wouldn't know."

Lu Yao took a deep breath: "I'm checking something, and there is some information that requires your consent, is that okay?"

Jiang Yuge's eyes were wary: "Tell me what it is first."

"Your case."

"what?"

Back in the room, Jiang Yuge raised his hand to touch his heart, and a drum-like sound reached his ears, which have been extremely sensitive since he was a child.

She didn't remember going to the hospital at all. Was it when she was a child?

He took out his phone and looked at the contacts on it. After thinking for a long time, he still didn't press it.

What we found is true, so why not check it out.

……

Luyao room
Opening the diary, the handwriting on the last page has been blurred by tears I don’t know when.

The boy had forgotten that he carried this diary in the first place because he was afraid that the girl would find it.

[Today is the first day of disaster relief work. I’m very tired, but I can’t stop]

[The next day: the weather still hasn’t improved]

[Three days of crying: The rain has eased a little, and the river is full of washed-up houses, wooden boards, and furniture]

[Day [-]: I don’t know when the road outside will be opened. The third brother said that with such a big flood, rescuers can’t wait on the water]

[Day [-]: The third brother threatened people, saying there were countless people under the water, and Big Fatty was frightened]

[Day Six: Third Brother, Third Brother was washed away]

Lu Xu was far from knowing about the disaster relief situation. Even if he was delivering meals, the young man would never let him stay longer.

"You promised to help me take care of my sister," the young man said less and less these days.

Lu Xuyuan was pushing a cart that was not very clean. His clothes were covered with mud splatters from the wheels. He tightened his cold toes, which were probably wrinkled.The food I brought was all gone, but now there is still a lot left.

Lu Xuyuan's hands holding the cart were blistered and long, and the cold rain hit the wound. This stimulation did not inspire him to respond at all. He just said with a trembling voice: "Are there fewer and fewer people?" ”

"They, how could they do this? Wouldn't that put everything on you!"

Perhaps it was because he was relatively afraid to accept the possibilities in his mind.

The boy was silent.

The sky in the distance is still heavy and low, surging above the head, as if there are layers of black gauze that cannot be struggled out.

The raging flood roared unwillingly in the distance.

The young man stood under the clouds all wet, his dark eyes speechless and deep.

The world seemed suddenly quiet.

'Boom'

Thunder and the boy's words rang in his ears.

"This is for you, don't open it for now."

Lightning flashed across, lighting up most of the sky, and the boy's back was determined as he walked towards the raging flood.

Lu Xuyuan looked at him blankly, holding a notebook with a lot of mud in his arms.

……

This was the girl's seventh day waiting for her brother at home, and the sky finally cleared up.

Grandpa and Brother Lu didn't know what they were talking about, so they sent her to bake sweet potatoes.

The girl was already familiar with making fire. She picked up a handful of hay leaves, rolled them into a ball, and threw them into the pile of dry wood. It didn't matter whether it ignited or not. Just tear out two pages of her brother's childhood textbook and it would ignite.

"Xu Yuan," the old man sat on the wicker chair. After days of heavy rain, the shabby wicker chair groaned under the load. "Tell me the truth, how is the situation over there in the boat?"

Lu Xuyuan stood there with his head buried.Like a poor student standing in front of the teacher, unable to give a satisfactory answer, he seemed to understand the boy's silence.

The old man sighed half-way, his breath stuck in his throat, and his Adam's apple rolled. He slowly stood up from the chair and walked towards the fire room.

It started to rain again outside. Lu Xuyuan missed the opportunity to go back, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

Lunch was delivered by my aunt. I shouldn't have to go far to deliver the meal today. My aunt prepared three servings.

As soon as she entered the house, the aunt couldn't help but laugh. Three people surrounded her, and there was a fire that was about to go out.

"What are you doing, the living people are enjoying death?"

The aunt put down the rice in her hand, shook the water from her raincoat, and picked up two hay sticks from the side.

Flames suddenly shot up from her hands, like the power that had been accumulated for a long time broke through some kind of suppression.

"Thank you." The old man's voice was not clear.

The fire was lit, and the aunt looked at the people in the room. The grandfather and grandson were silent today, and the little girl looked like a doll in her brother's absence. Her fair and tender face was obscure.

Lunch was placed aside, and no one asked to eat it.

The rain picked up again, and the sky outside was darker than inside.

In a trance, it felt like I was back to the very beginning, except that the boy was missing.

"It's raining so hard, why is my brother coming back?"

Every day it rains, the girl is worried about this problem.But Lu Xuyuan couldn't answer.

'Woo--'

There seemed to be a sharp whistle breaking through the blockade of the thunderstorm.

Lu Xuyuan's eyes when he looked at the girl seemed to darken for a moment. The small figure fell down and raised his hand not knowing what he wanted to touch.