From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 406 The Resentment Of A Single Dog
Teacher Huang went into the house, but Ye Mingxuan was in a struggle. Everyone knew the truth, but it was not easy to do. Sometimes watching the widowed and lonely old people struggling to survive, the sense of guilt rushed over his face.

But what Master said is also the most practical issue. Sometimes what others need may not be material needs. Emotional lack and companionship are even more difficult. Ask yourself, do you have time for companionship?Is there any element of show?

"Brother~"

Peng Peng patted Ye Mingxuan's shoulder.

"Before the program was recorded, we watched it in the village and paid for the renovation of all the dilapidated houses in the village. Brother, you don't know what happened to us in the village."

Peng Peng sighed, some people take your devotion and love for granted, if you help him, he will not appreciate you, but will hate you instead, why don't you support him?
"There is an uncle in the village who eats food all day long, is lazy, and the house is leaking. We helped him build a new house. Every time he came to record a show, he asked for money. At first we gave it, but later we asked for more. Only then did I realize that he was out to gamble, and if he didn’t pay, he would curse and beat others.”

"Yeah, it's scary. He even steals things. If it wasn't for Little H, he would have stolen all the machines!"

Zhang Zifeng frowned, and kindly helped in the end, and ended up like this, saying that they have no love when they meet people, and they don't want to share with him after earning so much money. Who can feel angry?

I am typically poor and I am justified. If you have money, you should help me. It is really annoying to meet this kind of person. When you post it on the Internet, netizens who don’t know the truth will only say that they are stingy. Celebrities are also legal taxpayers, and they do not steal or rob. Yes, whether to help or not depends on the person's own wishes, but such things as moral kidnapping are still unavoidable.

"Old Huang, I was wrong!"

Ye Mingxuan was also a bachelor, figured it out, and immediately yelled at Mushroom House. Teacher Huang didn't come out, but Teacher He was lying on the second floor window rubbing his eyes.

"What are you doing wrong? Keep your voice down and sleep!"

Teacher He closed the window with a snap, Peng Peng looked at Ye Mingxuan, and Zhang Zifeng took three bottles of iced drinks from the kitchen refrigerator.

"Look at what I do, work!"

After filling half a bottle of drink, Ye Mingxuan started to get busy again. He tied the ropes on both sides, adjusted the height of the board, went up to try it himself, and nodded when he felt all right.

"Zifeng, try it?"

Holding on to the rope firmly, Zhang Zifeng sat on the wooden plank, Zhang Zifeng's toes just touched the ground, and he couldn't do anything if he tried to swing it hard.

"Hahaha~ My legs are short~"

Peng Peng laughed loudly, not caring about Zhang Zifeng's gradually darkening face.

"Do not laugh!"

"Okay, don't laugh, don't laugh, hahaha~"

Zhang Zifeng twisted back and forth, keeping his toes on the ground, and the swing turned crookedly, Zhang Zifeng and the swing competed.

"Sit down."

Ye Mingxuan didn't dare to use too much strength to clean up possible obstacles around him. He didn't have safety facilities, so he couldn't swing too high when he was playing with it as a toy.

Zhang Zifeng's hair fluttered in the air with the swing, the breeze caressed her little face, and the clear and joyful laughter echoed around the mushroom house.

"Brother, be taller."

"Hold on tight, the plane is coming..."

Pushing Zhang Zifeng to the top of his head, he suddenly let go and dodged aside, the wind from the swing was whistling in his ears, he hadn't played so presumptuously for a long time.

Ye Mingxuan asked for a camera, and took pictures of Zhang Zifeng on the swing from various angles. Joyful laughter spread to the mushroom house. Teacher He glanced at the window, and hurried down wearing slippers, surrounded by the swing with great interest.

"Are you making a swing just now? Well done! Hey, Xiaoxuan Pengpeng, you picked up some clean flower petals and sprinkled them from the top of my sister's head. Doesn't it feel like a dream?"

The three of them started to pick up paulownia flowers. The dirty ones must not be picked up. Each of them picked up a lot, and Mr. He distributed the tasks.

"Mr. Stills, please take a frontal photo in front, Xiaoxuan Pengpeng, you two are one on the left and the other on the right. When Zifeng swings over, throw the flowers out, and I will push the swing."

After all, the master of stills is a professional. Every photo is like a carefully crafted work of art. The sun-baked Zhang Zifeng's small face is slightly red, which can show a youthful and beautiful charm in the photos.

"Zifeng, do you want to see it?"

"I like this one, it will be my screensaver from now on."

"Look!"

Peng Peng, who was eager to see through the exercise, sat on the swing the moment Zhang Zifeng got off the swing. With his height, he could just reach the ground, and he was not high enough to swing, but he could swing up.

"I'll take a picture for you, Peng Peng, take a picture with your sister!"

"Xiaoxuan, you and Zifeng take a few pictures alone."

The three brothers and sisters took a lot of photos. Teacher He picked a group photo of the three of them and posted it on his Weibo. The children playing on the swing in the mushroom house, Teacher He has so many fans, and the number of likes instantly exceeded [-]. Leave a message asking if Ye Mingxuan is back.

Satisfied, Mr. He went back to the Mushroom House with his mobile phone to show off to Mr. Huang. Ye Mingxuan and Zhang Zifeng sat on the swing. Ye Mingxuan half hugged Zhang Zifeng to protect her. Poor Peng Peng was squeezed down and became the coolie of the two , Pushing hard, little H and little O also ran over to join in the fun, running around chasing the swing.

Zhang Zifeng swayed his feet, tilted his head and leaned on Ye Mingxuan's shoulder, his bright smile made Ye Mingxuan almost couldn't help kissing her, maybe if there were not so many people, maybe they would really kiss her.

It’s nothing to look at from the front, the coolies pushing the swing behind the two, looking at the backs of the two, their teeth itching with envy, Brother Xuan and Zhang Zifeng showed patience, and the two puppies also came to join in the fun, this is not a way for single dogs to live ?

"Peng Peng, have you met any girls you've been attracted to this year?"

"Ah? No... no..."

"Are there any good girls? Get me an orange, thank you."

Peng Peng suspected that Brother Xuan did it on purpose, but couldn't find any evidence, so he could only hold back his breath, put the orange heavily in Ye Mingxuan's hand, and gesticulated behind, if it wasn't for Brother Xuan's role in peeling the oranges On, you have to push it hard to relieve your anger. It is best to push it on a big horse. Although it is impossible, you can always think about it, right?

"Don't ask, if you ask, there is no!"

"Yes, bro, some time ago, Peng Peng and sister Xiaoyue who participated in the base camp together had a very good relationship, the kind who talked about everything!"

Enjoying Ye Mingxuan's feeding, Zhang Zifeng decisively betrayed Peng Peng, not caring what Peng Peng thought, brother Xuan was the most important anyway.

"Yo~ come, come, tell me what's going on with sister Xiaoyue?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just that we're on a show together and we're more familiar with each other."

Peng Peng touched the back of his head in embarrassment, and laughed.

Ye Mingxuan just asked casually. Of course, Zhang Zifeng was more important. Compared to feeding Zhang Zifeng, the matter of Peng Peng was not worth mentioning.

"Come on, open your mouth..."

Zhang Zifeng rolled his eyes, and opened his mouth obediently to swallow the orange. When Ye Mingxuan withdrew his hand, Zhang Zifeng bit Ye Mingxuan's finger, and touched Ye Mingxuan's finger with his little tongue mischievously.

(End of this chapter)