Meng Qingqing held her concentration and drew the last card.
The opening process was a little difficult, but she had always believed in her good luck, which could be seen from her childhood to adulthood.
"Qingqing, open it and take a look." Li Jin urged.
After opening it, Meng Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, with a look of relief on her face.
The tour guide took the card and said jokingly, "Yes, it's a single-family villa in the village - a luxury cottage."
"Qingqing, you are so lucky! Whoever is with you is the luckiest!"
Li Jin's compliment hit the nail on the head for Meng Qingqing: "My luck... is just average, don't compliment me like that."
After she said that, Li Jin praised even more enthusiastically.
Meng Qingqing subconsciously searched for Meng Yao's gaze, but when she saw that the other person's face was still calm, her smile froze and a hint of sinisterness flashed across her eyes.
[Did Yaoyao slack off today? Woohoo, why does my baby have to live in the worst house? I feel so bad...]
[Shanshan: My brother is so miserable. That shabby little house doesn’t sound good.]
[Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter: Meng Qingqing seems to have always had good luck. I saw that she was also like this in previous shows!]
[Gululu: Meng Qingqing's look just now really scared me. Why did I feel that her expression when she looked at Meng Yao was so fierce?]
[Lazy Radish: It doesn’t matter what house they live in, what matters is the stone! These stars have lived in all kinds of good places, I still look forward to seeing them looking for stones!]
…
"The following is the usual inspection work. Please hand over all your luggage, especially electronic devices and your own snacks."
The tour guide said this and his eyes stayed on Meng Yao for a few seconds.
With previous experience, the guests quickly handed in their luggage. Meng Yao was no exception. She was not reluctant to leave her luggage like before, but was quick and efficient without any delay.
The staff member weighed the backpack in his hand and asked in surprise: "Teacher Meng Yao, is this the only package you brought?"
Meng Yao nodded honestly.
"Really?" The staff member looked a little nervous.
Perhaps it was because Meng Yao’s previous incident of hiding snacks was too deeply rooted in people’s minds.
"I really only brought this one, don't worry."
The staff member thought for a moment and finally nodded: "... Yeah."
Meng Yao felt a little sad. Was she really so unreliable in appearance
"Thank you very much for your cooperation! The lottery results have come out. Next, everyone can go to their residences under the guidance of the staff! Please remember our mission on this trip - to find the 'Return Stone' in Stone Village."
"It's not particularly difficult to find the 'Return Stone'. I hope you can get along well with the villagers and spend a pleasant few days - I look forward to your performance."
Meng Yao's hands were empty. She raised her hand and pointed to the village ahead: "Let's go."
"Okay." Han Mei nodded.
Walking on the country road, there were cool breezes from time to time, wild flowers were fragrant everywhere, and red banners were full of slogans.
"Oh, you guys are here to record a TV show, right?"
An old lady came over with a basket on her shoulder, holding her five-year-old grandson in her hand. She had a kind face and a gentle tone, and she was not shy at all in front of the camera.
Meng Yao nodded slowly: "Yes, Auntie."
As the old lady looked at them, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "People always say that celebrities are good-looking, and it's really true now." Her voice had a slight local accent, but the meaning was clear enough.
"Look how pretty this little girl is..."
When she saw Han Mei's appearance, the old lady opened her eyes wide unconsciously: "Oh... This guy must be a foreigner!"
Han Mei has a distinct Western appearance, with three-dimensional facial features and a pair of deep blue eyes like gorgeous blue gems.
"No, I'm Chinese."
He spoke in a clear and clear voice, without a trace of foreign accent.
Han Mei nodded.
"How long will you stay here to record the show this time?"
Meng Yao thought about it and realized that if they could only go back after finding the "return stone", then there would be no time limit and it might be possible to stay for a few days.
“Maybe five or six days.”
The old lady nodded in understanding and said with a smile: "I see, the scenery here is beautiful and the people are friendly. You will definitely like it here!"
Meng Yao smiled and responded: "Auntie, are you going to buy vegetables?"
"Buying vegetables? No... We grow them ourselves. Look how fresh these persimmons and radishes are."
Meng Yao looked over and saw dewdrops on the red tomatoes and undried dirt on the carrots, which looked crisp.
After saying that, the old lady pushed the basket in her hand towards Meng Yao and said, "Come on, girls, take these back. They are all very fresh! They are grown at home without pesticides. I guarantee you will never forget them after eating them!"
Meng Yao declined, "Auntie, you should take all these vegetables back and eat them."
"Don't be polite with me, we still have a lot in our fields! Take them quickly, it's not easy for you to come all the way here!"
Meng Yao paused for a few seconds because of her smile, and then took over: "Thank you, Auntie."
"What's so great about these? They're just a few persimmons. They're not worth anything at all!"
Meng Yao gave some tomatoes to Han Mei, took two radishes in her hand, and then handed the basket to the old lady: "These are enough for us. I'll give the basket back to you, old lady."
"It's just one basket, you all take it away, take it all away!" The old lady looked down at the time on her watch and said, "Oh, it's time to pick up my eldest grandson. We'll talk next time. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, she hurried away, holding her little grandson in her arms.
Meng Yao felt the heavy weight of the basket in her hand and said with emotion: "It's pretty good here."
Han Mei nodded: "Indeed."
Following the guidance of the staff, Meng Yao and Han Mei found this dilapidated hut which was said to have not been inhabited for nine years.
Looking at the dusty and peeling wooden door, Meng Yao walked forward and stretched out her hand.
"Wait." Han Mei said, "Let me do it. You rest on the side."
"No."
Meng Yao pushed the door open with a creaking sound. A lot of dust fell straight down on her head, and she coughed a few times.
The musty smell from the shop floor hit Han Mei, who covered his nose unconsciously. He handed the mask in his hand to Meng Yao: "It's a bit choking, put on this."
Meng Yao took it and put it on: "Didn't I hand these in?"
"I put it in my pocket."
Han Mei walked a few steps to Meng Yao and said, "Senior, you are behind me."
Fortunately, the house was not as bad as I had imagined. It was not big but it was furnished with basic furniture, a typical four-bedroom and one-living room house.
It’s just that the furniture has been covered with a thick layer of dust because it has not been used for a long time. Judging from the style, these are indeed the styles that were popular a few years ago.
(End of this chapter)