Three-year-old milk bag down the mountain, relying on metaphysics to become the favorite of the whol

Chapter 111 Whose Old Man Is
Early the next morning.

It's exactly eight o'clock.

Qi Shixu and Xixi's live broadcast room was the first to start the live broadcast.

In the camera, Xixi is sitting on a small stool, upright.

"Hello, brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, I'm Xixi!"

Xixi waved her hand at the camera, and she could see slight bruises on Bai Xi's wrist.

There are two wrists, one finger thickness.

[God!Was he really kidnapped?That wrist is really scary! 】

【So distressed...】

[Who the hell is it that dares to kidnap someone in front of a camera? 】

[Someone I know in a nearby village is said to be a serial murderer who targets children...]

【horrible! 】

【Fortunately nothing major happened】

[But isn't Xixi good at fortune-telling?Why didn't she think that she would be in danger? 】

【I heard that a celestial master can only count others, not himself...】

[Just come back, why bother so much?How much ability do you really expect a child to have? 】

[I just went through such a big thing, can I really continue to record?Think about it in another way, I might be scared to death!Not to mention going to work the next day! 】

He Xinyu picked out a few bullet screens and read them out, "Xixi, everyone is very concerned about whether you were scared yesterday. Do you have anything to say to the audience who care about you?"

Xixi's eyes were bent, revealing her white and neat millet teeth.

"Thank you brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts for your concern! Xixi is not afraid! The bad guy has been taken away by the police uncle! He won't come out to make trouble again!"

The audience still has a lot of curiosity about what happened yesterday.

[It's not really a serial murderer, is it? 】

[Can you tell me more about it! 】

But now the police have not released any news, and the program team has no way to reveal too much.

He Xinyu can only say: "For information about the case, please pay attention to the official news from the Yuncheng Police! In 10 minutes, our variety show live broadcast will officially start, and we will continue to pay attention to everyone's concerns about Xixi's state!" "

Yesterday, I went up the mountain to find the thousand-year-old tea tree and took half of the photos, and I have to make up the rest.

But considering Xixi's condition, going up the mountain is a very exhausting thing.

So the itinerary was temporarily modified.

Today's shooting location is in the village, mainly to experience the tea-making process.

"Baby, have you tried the fragrant Pu'er tea here? Do you want to know how Pu'er tea is made?" He Xinyu said.

Xixi was as lively and supportive as ever, and immediately responded loudly: "I want to know~~ Dao!"

The other children also answered: "I want to!"

"Okay, then let's experience the tea-making process together!"

He Xinyu led everyone to the tea-making family workshop.

When walking on the road, the camera will inevitably scan the surrounding environment.

Sharp-eyed netizens in the live broadcast room noticed that many villagers surrounded the road.

There are men and women, old and young.

When they came here on the first day, they also followed the camera of the guests around the village to know the approximate number of families in the village.

Those people standing full on both sides of the road are almost everyone in the village.

Two days before the shooting, no one in the village knew any of the guests. Today, they suddenly became so curious about the shooting, which is indeed a bit unusual.

What they don't know is that these people are all here to see Xixi.

Xixi helped them catch the "Night Crying Ghost", and everyone in the village was infinitely grateful to Xixi.

It is not too far from the small square in the center of the village to the family tea-making workshop they selected, and it takes about 5 minutes to walk there.

The owner of the teahouse is Ma Youcai, who has a seven-year-old son.

In the past two months, I was eaten by the night crying ghost, and when I woke up, I became dazed.

When the program team got up in the morning when they came, they suddenly found that their son, who was a little dazed, suddenly recovered.

They didn't know the truth until last night. They knew that it was Xixi who caught Night Crying Ghost and saved her son!
So when welcoming the program team, he prepared a lot of wild fruits in advance, which I heard is Xixi's favorite.

"Thank you uncle!" Xixi took two wild fruits and thanked obediently.

Ma Youcai shook his head quickly, "No thanks, no thanks! I should thank you!"

As he said that, he stuffed a large handful of fruits into Xixi's small cloth bag.

After such a large handful of fruits were put into the small cloth bag, the small cloth bag was still deflated.

Ma Youcai was stunned for a moment, then continued to grab a large bag of fruit and stuffed it into the small cloth bag, "I'll give you some more to fill the small bag."

Xixi laughed, "Grandpa, you can't pretend!"

The second handful of fruit was put into the treasure bag, but Xi Xi's treasure bag was still not supported.

She clutched the treasure bag, "Grandpa, enough is enough!"

"Eat slowly, it won't spoil easily." Ma Youcai filled Xixi's treasure bag several times before giving up.

There was more than half of the rest, which was distributed to other children and elder brothers, and some to the program crew.

Holding the wild fruit, He Xinyu quickly said, "Grandpa, we still have to teach the children how to make tea."

"Okay... come with me!"

Ma Youcai brought out the picked tea leaves.

"The first step is to kill the greens and fry part of the water inside."

There were two cauldrons in total, and the guests were divided into two groups, and they started working together.

After frying in the big pot for about ten minutes, the water is almost fried, and then put the tea leaves into the bamboo strips and knead them vigorously.

The children liked this process very much. They squatted on the ground and competed to see who could knead the fastest and best.

After a while, beads of sweat were on the little face.

Afterwards, he took them to experience the production process of raw pu and cooked pu.

When drinking tea again, the children who were not used to drinking tea at the beginning felt that the tea seemed to be much sweeter than before.

Full and happy all day.

It was already evening when he came out of Ma Youcai's tea workshop.

They went back to their residences for dinner.

As soon as she came out, an old woman came out with a bamboo basket. Her legs were quick and she walked quickly. Before the staff could react, she had already rushed into the camera and ran in Xixi's direction.

The staff saw it and hurried forward.

"Grandma, we are shooting, do you have anything to do? Let's go this way first..."

"￥@%*&&...@..."

The old woman babbled in dialect, tried to hold up the bamboo basket in her hand, and kept pointing at Xi Xi.

Because of their age, the staff did not dare to do it, so they could only block it with their bodies, and turned to the villagers for help.

"Whose old man is this? What is she talking about? We don't quite understand what she is going to do?"

"%#@%%..."

The old man talked tirelessly, and he was unwilling to leave no matter what.

(End of this chapter)