The hardcore rural life of the program group is not bragging. They really found a remote village in the countryside of the neighboring city to record the program. The guests first met at the hotel, and when everyone was ready, the program team got a bus and pulled everyone up to the remote village.
The program invited a total of five guests, three men and two women, Qu Haowen, a popular niche, Xie Yupan, a popular little flower, Zhang Lu, a well-known host, Huang Ziyu, an Internet celebrity, and the little transparent and gentle.
At the beginning, everyone was very happy when they heard that they were going to experience rural life. They discussed enthusiastically whether they should find a small farmyard with beautiful mountains and rivers, but when they got there, they realized that they were overthinking.
Green mountains, green waters, and small farmyards do not exist.
There are only small buildings with the highest three floors in the village, which are built on both sides of the road. Because they are all self-built houses, they naturally have no aesthetic feeling. They are just small square buildings. Behind the building is a vast expanse of farmland.
The first thing the guests do after they arrive is to go to the fields to cut rice.
The program group was so perverted that they didn't even give rice, the most basic survival material, and asked the guests to go to the fields to cut the rice by themselves. Ten catties of rice can be exchanged for one catty of pounded rice. As for meat and vegetables, you have to use labor to exchange them. For example, if you want to eat chicken, you have to go to someone who has chickens to help with the work. After the work is done, you can get back a chicken.
After solving the problem of rice and vegetables, I have to cook by myself. ,
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The show was recorded for five days, and the guests were running around for food every day. Either go to the fields to cut rice, or go to clean the chicken coop, or go fishing in the river with the fishing boat...
In a word, the program group is really hardcore.
After the five-day program was recorded, Wen Run felt that he did not delay his fitness at all during the days of recording the program, and even the effect was quite good.
It was Liu Feng who came to pick him up on the day when the recording of the show ended. Wen Run sat in the back row with his eyes closed and rested, while Liu Feng reported to him some things about the company and the upcoming itinerary.
"Brother Wen, you have not been here for a few days, and a big event happened to the company." After talking about the business, Liu Feng casually talked about gossip.
Wen Run opened his eyes, "What's the big deal?"
"Mr. Ye was beaten by his father, Mr. Ye, and sent to the hospital." Liu Feng felt horrified when he thought of that scene, "As for yesterday, Mr. Ye suddenly found the company, and then someone heard the noise in Mr. Ye's office. Great, and then heard the sound of smashing things, and then Mr. Ye came out with blood on his face, and asked Brother Zheng to be sent to the hospital."
Wen Run was stunned, and his black eyebrows slowly frowned, "Is the injury serious?"
Liu Feng said he didn't know, "It just looks scary, with blood all over his head and face."
Wen Run fell silent, he felt his heart being pinched, as if he was back in his third year of high school, when he saw Ye Hansheng lying on a stretcher in the news and being carried into an ambulance.
He hastily sent Zheng Xuan a WeChat message, and waited anxiously for ten minutes, but the news seemed to disappear. This time he couldn't hold back and called directly. The phone rang for a long time, but still no one answered.
He held down his beating heart, thinking that he would go back to the company first, and then find out which hospital Mr. Ye went to.
In the VIP ward.
Ye Hansheng's head was wrapped in gauze, and he was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face. And Zheng Xuan, who Wen Run couldn't get in touch with, was standing beside the hospital bed, he looked like an enraged beast, the smile in his raised peach eyes was gone, only anger remained.
"Do you fucking have to torture yourself like this?" He turned around angrily, and couldn't help pointing at Ye Hansheng's nose and cursing, "Can't you avoid it? It feels good to let that old thing open it for you?"
Ye Hansheng lowered his eyes and said without any ups and downs: "Don't let him open the ladle for me, I'm afraid I can't help but kill him myself."
Zheng Xuan paused, and his tone softened, "There are already clues. The Ye family will end sooner or later. You can't do it yourself."
Ye Hansheng was noncommittal, his eyes fell on his legs, which were once healthy and full of strength, but because of a premeditated car accident, he never stood up again.
At first he couldn't stand up, then he didn't want to stand up.
He was afraid that his leg was healed, and he couldn't help but carry a knife and die with the Ye family.
He can't do that. His mother let him live well, and his younger sister, Ye Jia, hadn't woken up yet and needed his care. He has to stay awake all the time and not go crazy.
"Ye Laosan, have you sent him back?" Zheng Xuan felt restless when he thought of what he had done, "Why did you tie him up all of a sudden?"
"Send it back." Ye Hansheng lost interest, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he said indifferently, "I wanted to cut off his leg and give a big gift to my good father and stepmother."
"If you're still sick, go on to see a doctor!" Zheng Xuan jumped up and scolded him again, "It's useless to use this kind of trick that hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damages eight hundred! If Jiajia wakes up and finds her mother No more, her brother is also in prison, what do you want her to do?!"
Ye Hansheng was a little annoyed by his yelling, but he lost a lot of blood and lacked energy, so he could only say annoyedly: "If you are fine, go and see Jiajia, don't be an eyesore to me."
Zheng Xuan trembled angrily. But looking at him like he didn't care about anything felt uncomfortable, so he could only grit his teeth and turn around and go out.
He and Ye Hansheng were roommates in college. In college, Ye Hansheng was still a big-tailed wolf who used to pretend. Although his temper was unbearably bad, he was far from the madness he is now, the madness of a madman.
If it weren't for the Ye family... If it weren't for the beasts of the Ye family, he wouldn't be what he is now.
Zheng Xuan gritted his teeth and thought, if Ye Hansheng, who had been diagnosed with mental illness, stabbed the entire Ye family to death, maybe it would have been settled.
He still remembered that four years ago, after asking around, he finally found Ye Hansheng's appearance in the mental hospital in City B. At that time, half a year had passed since he was in a car accident. His mother died on the spot, and his only sister also became a vegetable. But he broke his legs and was sent to a mental hospital by Father Ye.
At that time, Ye Hansheng's eyes were full of sternness, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was an evil spirit climbing up from hell. He got him out and invited the best psychiatrist in the country to treat him for half a year before he finally became like a normal person.
It's just that my temper is much worse than before.
Zheng Xuan was also confused sometimes, had Ye Hansheng's illness been cured? He always felt that the madness in Ye Hansheng's body hadn't disappeared, but was well hidden by him.
Sighing dejectedly, Zheng Xuan took out his phone to check the time, only to see a row of messages and calls from Wen Run.
Wen Run was asking about Ye Hansheng's situation.
Zheng Xuan looked at the lifeless people in the ward, hesitated for a moment, and called back.
Wen Run was a little out of his mind holding his phone. After returning to the company, he went to inquire about Ye Hansheng's situation, but no one knew which hospital he was in. He couldn't find any news, so he could only stare at his phone listlessly, hoping that Zheng Xuan would give him a message back.
As a result, just as he was looking forward to it, Zheng Xuan's call came. Wen Run pursed his lips, trying to suppress his impatience, "Brother Zheng? Are you in the hospital?"
Zheng Xuan let out a "hmm".
"Is Boss Ye's injury serious?" Wen Run's mind was spinning rapidly, trying to find a reason to visit the doctor.
Hearing his cautious and tentative tone, Zheng Xuan secretly smiled, but said: "I can't die for the time being."
Wen Run was a little confused, not knowing whether it was a good or bad idea, turned his head a few times with difficulty, and whispered, "Brother Zheng, have you eaten yet? Let me bring you food."
After he finished speaking, he felt that this reason was too ridiculous. Can't people order takeaways if they want to eat? Where do you need him to send food over there. He sighed secretly in his heart.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Xuan on the other end of the phone said in a serious manner: "Well, come here. It's best to make a soup that replenishes energy and blood. I'll send you the address on WeChat."
Wen Run's eyes widened slowly, and he responded several times. After hanging up the phone, I hurriedly started preparing the soup.
There is still half a black-bone chicken in the refrigerator in the dormitory, and a stew of black-bone chicken soup with red dates should be enough.
Sure enough, Zheng Xuan sent the address to his WeChat. Wen Run waited anxiously for more than an hour. When the soup was ready, he quickly picked it up and poured it into an insulated lunch box, and then hurried out to take a taxi to the hospital.
It took another hour to go to the hospital, and by the time Wen Run found the ward, it was already evening. Zheng Xuan was sitting and playing games by the hospital bed with his head down. Ye Hansheng had gauze wrapped around his head and his eyes were closed, so he was probably sleeping.
Wen Run took a look with his head, and walked in with a light step, but Ye Hansheng who was on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes, and asked in a strange tone, "Why are you here?"
Wen Run looked at him with distressed eyes, put the insulated lunch box on the cabinet, overcame the tension in his heart, and said, "I, I'll deliver the meal to Brother Zheng."
Ye Hansheng frowned, glanced at Zheng Xuan, and said coldly: "Can't you order takeaway if you want to eat? Do you want someone to deliver it yourself?"
"..." Zheng Xuan was an innocent disaster. Who is he doing this for
He only thought that Ye Hansheng would gain some popularity with Wen Run, so he tricked someone over to make Ye Hansheng look normal. He didn't expect Wen Run to be so honest, and sold him as soon as he came.
"I heard that Wen Run's cooking is delicious." Zheng Xuan gritted his teeth, and said with a half-smile: "I really want to try it today."
Ye Hansheng's eyes sank, his eyes swept over Wen Run who was hanging his head and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he snorted from his nostrils.
Zheng Xuan angrily opened the insulated lunch box, but where there was any food, there was only a box of chicken soup in it, which was quite fragrant, but it was obviously not for him. Zheng Xuan looked at Wen Run who was at a loss, and hated iron for not becoming steel: "Why is there only soup?"
"Ah?" Wen Run's eyes fell on the chicken soup, and his face turned red little by little from his face to his ears. He lowered his eyes and mumbled, "I forgot..."
He was really in a hurry, he only wanted to come to the hospital to see Ye Hansheng, and he came here just to get the chicken soup.
Ye Hansheng frowned, looking at the bright and steaming chicken soup, "Is this for me?"
Wen Run nodded, feeling as if he wanted to find a hole in the ground and go down. Obviously he came to deliver food to Brother Zheng, but in the end he only cared about making chicken soup. His guilty eyes wandered around, and he said guiltily to Zheng Xuan: "How about, why don't I deliver it to you tomorrow?"
Ye Hansheng unceremoniously brought over the chicken soup and took a sip. The delicious chicken soup slid down the esophagus into his stomach. It was warm, and even his restless mood was relieved a lot. He took another sip leisurely, Lazily said: "He has hands and feet, won't he go downstairs to eat by himself?"
The author has something to say: Ye Hansheng, I went crazy and beat myself up.