Big Light was speechless.
Leng Xingyue pursed her lips and smiled.
"Alright, hurry up and get to work. Don't stay here with me. Leave Teacher Wang alone over there.”
After nearly an hour, she had already caught seven or eight eels. This speed was still considered average for her. After all, the shoes didn't follow her feet, which was a little troublesome.
On the mountaintop, Huang Lei was calculating the food for tonight.
He muttered to himself,"I think I have to buy a piece of meat. Who should I send?"”
He turned around and saw Leng Xingyue's black motorcycle.
Who would know how to ride this car?
Usually, such motorcycles were rarely touched by others. They were the treasures of the owners.
He might as well let Leng Xingyue run another errand.
"Yue Yue, Yue Yue, come up. I have something to tell you.”
The difference between the mushroom house and the paddy field wasn't too great.
Therefore, Huang Lei's voice quickly reached them.
"Hey, alright."
"Ms. He, why do I feel like Sister Leng is very important? She's involved in almost everything, isn't she?"”
"Will I?"
He Jiong asked.
At the same time, she began to think about what had happened today. From yesterday onwards, if it weren't for Yueyue, dinner would have been a problem. Today, she was the one who protected Big Light and Peng Peng and dug up a lot of bamboo shoots.
In the morning, he helped Yang Chaoyue pick up, and in the afternoon, he caught the eel, and Huang Lei even called him over.
Indeed, it seemed that she was really busy.
He had originally planned to look for her this season to be a flower vase and let her use her beauty to attract the audience.
In the end, he realized that she was actually a practical person.
She was a very hardworking girl.
Sometimes, it would make things difficult for Big Light and Peng Peng…
Two men were actually inferior to a beautiful girl.
Huang Lei felt a little embarrassed when he returned to the mushroom house.
It was really not good to call her back in just over half an hour.
Seeing that she was carrying a small bamboo basket, he comforted her," If you didn't catch any eels, then let's wait for the future. We're not in a hurry. We need you to run errands now. It's not good for others to move your precious motorcycle. Go buy a piece of meat."”
As he spoke, he handed her 20 yuan.
"Alright, I'll go fill up the motorcycle with gas.”
Hearing her say this.
Director Wang and the program team seemed to be discussing something.
A staff member jogged over.
"Miss Leng, if you want gasoline, our program team will give you more. You don't have to go to the gas station yourself to refuel. Wait a moment, I'll help you fill up the motorcycle's fuel tank.”
"Thank you for being so considerate.”
The young man who spoke was in a daze when he saw Leng Xingyue at such a close distance, especially when he saw her smile that could charm all living beings.
"No, it's okay. I'll do my best now.”
Ten minutes later, Leng Xingyue took the 20 yuan that Huang Lei gave her and left the mushroom house on her motorcycle in casual clothes.
She had no choice. Her racing uniform was already stained with a layer of oil. She could not stand wearing that kind of clothes and walking on the road.
She liked motorcycles. She liked the sound of the wind when the motorcycle started.
It made her feel extremely free and refreshed.
But she hated those bikers.
Those people who rode motorcycles all day, deliberately making a lot of noise, and ran wildly on crowded roads.
It was because those people had smeared the entire motorcycle industry.
As a result, some commoners were disgusted when they saw people riding motorcycles.
She wandered along the small road in the village for a long time, but she couldn't find any place to sell meat.
While searching around.
She passed by a small tavern.
The entrance of this tavern looked a little shabby.
The two doors were a little mottled.
There were only two words written on the plaque: Tavern.
When she passed by, a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard was squatting in front of the door. He looked to be at least in his thirties.
His thin face was slightly drunk.
However, Leng Xingyue did not smell any alcohol on him.
In front of him was a tea-colored wine pot.
The glass beside him was filled with a transparent liquid.
He raised it and drank it in one gulp.
Although he was sitting there, it did not affect the people who entered the tavern to drink.
The endless stream inside was a stark contrast to his loneliness outside the door.
"Sir, may I ask if there's a meat seller nearby?”
As if he had heard her question, the man slowly turned his head to look at Leng Xingyue.
"There shouldn't be any time left. If you're in a hurry, I can sell you a piece.”
"Oh?"
Leng Xingyue was not in a hurry to agree. He must have something else to say.
The drunkard took out another wine glass and poured another glass of wine. He placed it in front of her and looked at her with his turbid eyes.
"The premise is that you have to drink with me.”
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