After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Feng Yin got off the tricycle first and turned around to support Grandma Yun.

Grandma Yun's eyes were a little moved, and she stood on the ground, filled with emotions for a while.

It’s been so many years since I’ve been to this familiar place.

"Come on, come on, I'll divide the work for you."

Feng Yin held a sickle at his waist, called the trio to come forward, and gave each of them two ridges.

"what about me?"

Grandma Yun raised her hands enthusiastically, but she was not very enthusiastic about participating in the labor force.

"You, do whatever you want, whatever you are able to do, as long as you focus on remembering me mentally, that's fine."

After hearing this, Grandma Yun thought about it again, that's right, why is she so tired?

There are only six ridges in total, which are not long.

After Feng Yin and Brother Zhang confirmed which six ridges they had, they held the sickle in one hand and the corn pole in the other and began to work.

At the same time, she opened the live broadcast room.

"Golden Autumn - at the end of September, I took my team to the countryside to bring warmth!"

"Look, this is my kingdom."

Feng Yin took his mobile phone and showed a small piece of corn field to the people who came in one after another in the live broadcast room.

"Without further ado, let's get to work and show you my little floral team."

As soon as the camera turned, Li Sanyi, Zhang Bo'er, and Lin Yu burst into the camera, wearing uniform Northeastern floral headscarves, very bright.

"Are you happy with Qiu Yougao?"

Feng Yin shouted and asked, in exchange for a happy sound from the three people without much enthusiasm.

"It sounds like you're not in a good mood. Did I forget to tell you that I was invited to take charge of the dishes, which means that I will cook all the meals for the next few days."

Brush brush!

Three eyes fell on Feng Yin.

"The real boss?"

"Boss, I will definitely work hard! By the way, my parents have nothing to do on the 11th, can they come?" Lin Yu, who did not forget about his family while eating and drinking, got Feng Yin's approval.

"Come as you please."

Lin Yu yelled, took out his cell phone first, and contacted him.

The boss doesn't have much time to cook, so the opportunity is too good to miss and will never come back.

When Li Sanyi thought that Feng Yin was going to cook, he became a little stronger and worked hard.

Feng Yin, who was holding a cell phone, fixed it on his waist, held a sickle, and began to cut the corn stalks.

[It will be National Day soon. I have already booked my flight tickets and am ready to go back to harvest corn. 】

[I am a big boss, and I go home to cut corn every National Day, without making a sound. 】

[Who do you think you are? I am cutting corn for my future father-in-law’s family. I really can’t see the end! 】

[Why did they immediately get excited when they heard Feng Yin talk about cooking? 】

In the comment area, a group of elites from all walks of life were preparing to go home to do farm work on November 1, and bosses from all walks of life came out to speak.

The same experiences made everyone feel sympathetic to each other for a while.

The jokes about luxury cars pulling corn, pulling peanuts, and crushing millet are all real in reality.

Even after working, he still suffered from the disdain of his own parents, what a shabby car! Pretending to be so little!

If you dare not do it, your mother will definitely tell you: What’s the use of you!

Netizens who share the same problem began to make complaints in Fengyin's live broadcast room.

Feng Yin, on the other hand, focused on his work, waving his sickle in and out, and finished the six ridges.

"Good job, you guys. I'm going back to cook."

Feng Yin drove away the tricycle left by Brother Zhang.

"Brother Li, can the boss come back to pick us up?"

"This - not necessarily." Li Sanyi looked at Grandma Yun who had not left either side and said, "It's okay, Grandma is here."