Vegetable Husband: I love you so much, I pretend

"Mr. Song." Hao Bufan solemnly bowed in Song Yu's direction.

Song Yu's eyelids twitched!
Why, is he going to do the thing of becoming a ghost with me?Then should I cooperate with him and directly say that I saw it too, or pretend to be shocked?

Coming to the show this time, he has been reversed so many times that he is a little confused now, completely unable to understand anyone's thoughts.

I dare not predict
"Hao Shao, what do you say?"

Hao Bufan thought of his unreliable uncle, his mood became worse and his tone became a little heavier.

"My uncle doesn't like men."

Song Yu: "Huh?"

"Not to mention your appearance. If I were with you, I'm afraid the overall appearance of our Hao family would be lowered by you."

Song Yu: @##￥%…

Song Yu's face is like the neon lights at the entrance of a hair salon turning red and green, and his eyelids are also shaking crazily
Looking at his expression, Hao Bufan thought he guessed it right, and then said again.

"Mr. Song, I'm serious. I want to say that he really doesn't like men."

"And at your age, it's not too late to still think about selling your position."

"This is strictly prohibited. I hope you will respect yourself. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. I can help my sister-in-law get a divorce, or I can help my sister Xiao get a divorce."

"Our Hao family doesn't have much, except money and lawyers."

After he finished speaking, he rowed his wheelchair and left.

At this moment, the director team who stayed on the mountain also came over.

Seeing him carrying a camera, Song Yu had to give up and go find Hao Bufan to explain.

"Only shoot me?" Song Yu pinched the person.

Yes, the sad Mr. Song can't even pluck his eyebrows now, the pain has transferred from the eyebrows to the temples, turning into internal injuries.

The photographer brother nodded: "Yes."

"Mr. Song doesn't want to be on camera?"

"The director said he's not here, and it doesn't matter if you're advertising your own product."

Song Yu: "."

I suddenly felt that I didn't want to fight anymore.

Maybe all people are this bad-natured.

He originally wanted to go home and sleep. Although the program team was immoral, they still had a lower limit and would not go in and secretly film him while he was sleeping.

But as soon as he entered the door and saw the two coffin-shaped refrigerators, he could still maintain his sanity, but his legs had already stepped out.

Haoxuan didn't throw the camera brother out.

"Mr. Song, pay attention to your body." The photographer said.

Before Song Yu could formulate a few perfunctory words, he heard him say again: "I'm still young, if I fall, it will hurt for at most two days. At your age, if you fall, you may break a bone."

Song Yu
Isn't there a mute in this show?

Does he need their attention!

Do not!need!want!

"Thank you, but I think I'm pretty good." Song Yu said with a fake smile on his face.

"Is it true that the program team doesn't provide any tasks? You have also seen that my wife is not here, and I have nothing to do now." Song Yu asked.

The main reason is that the food is too expensive! !
"Yes, yes. But I'm afraid that Mr. Song won't be able to do it. It's very hard." The cameraman replied.

Song Yu smiled: "I'm not afraid of hard work."

"Okay, then go catch the locusts."

"There are also loaches."

The smile on Song Yu's face froze directly: "Catch what?"

The cameraman repeated patiently: "Catching loach~~~ is the kind of loach that crawls in the ground and can survive even if it is broken. It can be used as bait."

"And the grasshoppers—the grasshoppers you just had for lunch."

Song Yu:! ! !
Song Yu covered her mouth and ran into the toilet again.

The cameraman outside shook his head~~
This quality of heart is not so good..
"I'm going to the Taoist temple."

"Mr. Hao can copy scriptures, so can I, right?" He asked with a smile, looking directly at the camera screen.

If the camera says no, then he will directly say that the Hao family is messing up and treating every guest unfairly.

If the camera says yes, then he will also ask for some spells for himself.
Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to sleep tonight!
He just asked Hao Bufan that his uncle's corpse class is still on the mountain.

"Okay, you can copy it, but you have to pay 10 point tickets to enter the door."

Song Yu:? ? ?
Camera guy: "You don't even want to give the Taoist the ticket, how can you prove that the money you copied is sincere?"

Song Yu: @##￥%…

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or an environmental influence, but Song Yu felt refreshed as soon as he entered the door.

Originally thought that copying scriptures was a very tedious task, but after copying, he found that his mind was calm, and those distracting thoughts were much less.

Moreover, Taoist temples not only provide brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, but also water.

It's the taste of this water. It has an indescribable taste
It's like overnight water that has been left for a long time
Although he hadn't drank overnight water, it was that kind of inexplicable feeling.

It's just that he hasn't written for a long time. Although he has been busy all afternoon, there are not many finished copies.

The points equivalent to the program group is 12 points.

He earned two cents in one afternoon, which was less than turning screws in a factory.

"Do you want to add another shift at night? There is a factory near here, and a batch of jobs have been temporarily taken over, and some people need to go to work at night."

"The work content is not tiring, and I can sit and chat, but I can't play with my mobile phone."

The camera boy said from the side.

Not to mention, the popularity of Song Yu's live broadcast room was very high this afternoon, and it may have been purified by Taoist ancestors, so everyone's hostility was so heavy.

"What job is it?" Song Yu didn't dare to answer directly this time.

"There are no bugs this time, not a single bug!" said the cameraman, patting his shoulder.

Song Yu: "That is."

Camera guy: "Pick up soap."

Song Yu: "Pick up what?"

Camera guy: "Pick up soap~~it's soap~~pick up~soap!"

The video camera brother thought he was confused in copying scriptures, so he shouted loudly on purpose.

Not only Song Yu, but also Hao Bufan, who was copying scriptures in the room, heard his shout clearly, and came out of the room in a wheelchair.

He didn't speak, just sat in the distance and looked at Song Yu quietly.

Song Yu:.
Song Yu: "I'm not"

The camera guy turned his head and glanced at Hao Bufan's wheelchair: "Mr. Hao can't go, so you can't pick it up together."

Song Yu: @##￥%…

Pick him a big head ghost! !

Just before the video camera brother said something earth-shattering, Song Yu hastily said, "I'm going to the backyard to find the Taoist priest to ask for amulets" and ran away.

The photographer brother stood there and waited for 10 minutes, seeing no one, so he went to eat.

Although there are 20 minutes left in his working time today, he can eat while taking pictures of the sky.

But Mrs. Hao is so kind, has invested so much money, and treats her employees badly, so he feels guilty even if he fishes.

So after eating, he went directly to squat in front of Song Yu's house.

I plan to shoot it when Song Yu comes back.
As a result, I squatted down and fell asleep on the hammock at the door.

When he woke up again, it was already dark. He turned around and saw the lights in the room were on. As he stood up, he turned on the camera.

Seeing that the door was open, he went in directly.

then
He saw Song Yu kneeling on the ground, kowtowing at someone... no, half a pig's head!

That pig's head is covered with charms
Photographer:? ?

The audience in the live broadcast room: ? ? ? (end of this chapter)