The program team wants to say, Master, you are here to record the show, not to do charity. Why are you so enthusiastic about this matter that is not your business?
But when I said that, I remembered that I had sent the show crew's car into a ditch, so I had no choice but to endure it.
Sheng Yuxiao said the same thing, which made the wind and wind fire.
He rushed back to the car with Li Xiaoya in his arms.
Li lost one of his duck shoes.
She raised her head in confusion, but could only see the young man's sharp jaw. He pursed his lips, looking very unprovoked.
But Li Xiaoya still struggled and shouted: "My grandpa, grandpa hasn't drunk the water yet..."
Sheng Yuxiao only cares about Li Xiaoya and doesn't care about the life and death of others. He curled his lips and said: "He has hands and feet and can't do it himself? Why do you need a child to take care of him?"
Li Xiaoya said: "Yes, he has no feet."
Sheng Yuxiao: "..."
He wiped his face numbly and looked at the child he caught. There was not much sadness or pain on her face, her eyes were clear and innocent, and there was a little toughness on her face.
...Damn, I feel even more pitiful!
Sheng Yuxiao raised her hand and pressed down the car window, shouting to the staff outside: "Her grandpa has no legs, please help feed him some hot water!"
Staff: Huh?
Are you really going to be a volunteer?
No, where is the promised eldest son of the Sheng family, the Demon King?
The barrage also fell silent for a moment:
[...This Li Xiaoya is quite miserable. He is guarding a broken house and has a grandfather who has lost his labor force and needs to be taken care of. What about the rest of her family? 】
[No, do you really believe it? Isn't this obvious from the show script? 】
in the car.
Sheng Yuxiao put her down and bent down to fasten her seat belt.
A drop of hot tears suddenly fell on the back of Sheng Yuxiao's hand.
Sheng Yuxiao's face changed slightly as if she had been burned, and she quickly looked at Li Xiaoya's expression. He thought she had been stabbed into something sad.
But Li Xiaoya just burst into tears, moved his lips, and whispered tremblingly: "My shoe fell off, one shoe fell off."
"My shoes." Li Xiaoya was very sad, even more sad than his grandfather who had no feet.
Probably because the former is a long and dull pain that sinks into the years.
The latter is the poverty that cannot be ignored in today's cramped life.
[Fuck, if this is really a show script, I have to say that the script is well written...]
Sheng Yuxiao took a deep breath and said, "As for the shoes, it's okay. I'll pay you for this."
Li Xiaoya nodded with tears in his eyes.
This Lijia Village was really poor, so the staff had no choice but to take Li Xiaoya to the village chief's house to take a hot bath.
The village chief's house built a two-story cement building with no ceramic tiles on the walls. It didn't look very eye-catching even in the countryside.
But compared with Li Xiaoya's home, this place immediately seemed rich and noble.
When the village chief heard that Young Master Shanda was finally here, he rubbed his hands and eagerly greeted him out the door: "You're here? The beds are all made..."
The village chief's voice stopped abruptly.
He looked at the 1.8 meter young man in front of him. He had a little duck in his arms.
The village chief's voice rose louder: "Li Xiaoya! What are you doing?"
If he hadn't thought about the cameras, the village chief would have started scolding him right now.
[Well, the village chief’s family is quite rich]
【Who discovered it? There are many staff waiting at the village chief’s house, and there are also cameras installed in advance]
【I see! This is Li Qingqing’s home! 】
"Stop talking, I met this little kid on the road to Shanda Shao. He's very pitiful. Bring him over and take a bath." The staff member took the initiative and pushed the village chief aside.
Sheng Yuxiao took Li Xiaoya directly through the door and upstairs, not like a guest, but like a host. Anyway, this guy is used to being arrogant and domineering.
In order to curry favor with Sheng Yuxiao, the village chief gave up the master bedroom. The master bedroom has a bathroom. Sheng Yuxiao pushed him in and said, "Wash."
Li Xiaoya stood in the bathroom, looking weak and pitiful.
She turned around helplessly and clumsily touched the switch. Water sprayed all over her face as she fumbled around.
Sheng Yuxiao could hear the water turning on and off while outside.
Then the door opened, and a wet head popped out. Li Xiaoya whispered: "I, I don't know how to use it."
Sheng Yuxiao let out a long breath, remembering that this child had probably never seen a shower before.
He pressed the door handle, paused, and asked first, "Are you wearing clothes?"
Li Xiaoya nodded.
Sheng Yuxiao just walked in and patiently taught Li Xiaoya how to use the shower.
After all this trouble, Li Xiaoya took a bath for half an hour.
The village chief was forced by the staff to find Li Qingqing's clothes to change for Li Xiaoya. He held the clothes in his arms and walked upstairs.
"Young Master Shengda, Young Master Shengda, I am the village chief. I am here to deliver clothes to the little duck." The village chief's tone could not hide his flattery.
The door opened, but Sheng Yuxiao said, "No need."
He turned sideways as he said, "I've already put it on."
At this time, Li Xiaoya had just walked out of the bathroom. She was wearing a sweatshirt that was several sizes too big for her. It was like wearing a fat skirt, with her thin ankles exposed underneath.
Looking at the long sleeves, she could only raise her hands and stand there, a little dazed, but more indescribably cute.
Sheng Yuxiao gave her his clothes.
"This, this..." The village chief's voice was suddenly strangled in his throat.
How can this be done?
Li Xiaoya, damn Li Xiaoya!
At this moment, the camera also captured Li Xiaoya's appearance, and the barrage exploded again.
[Ah, ACRONYM's sweatshirt is crazy. It costs more than 10,000 yuan. Why is it just for her to wear? 】
[Sheng Yuxiao, are you going to give her all your clothes? The coats are also given out...]
[I suddenly no longer envy Li Qingqing. 】
"Come here and blow dry your hair." Sheng Yuxiao stretched out his hand towards Li Xiaoya.
Li Xiaoya still had a cold, and her nose was not well ventilated, so she had to answer him in a low voice: "Let it dry."
Sheng Yuxiao frowned unhappily: "Drying to dry? Then you have a bad cold. Come here...oh, you haven't seen a hair dryer, right?" "I'll blow it for you." Sheng Yuxiao felt that there was no way he could do this to others. .
Li Xiaoya raised his eyes and glanced nervously at the village chief before walking up to Sheng Yuxiao.
Sheng Yuxiao held down her shoulders, picked up the fake hair dryer that was imitated by a famous brand, frowned in disgust, but still turned on the switch and blew it on Li Xiaoya's head.
Li Xiaoya stood there blankly, feeling a pair of big hands constantly running through her hair, accompanied by the warm wind.
So warm.
She had never been so warm.
Sheng Yuxiao complained while blowing back: "Do you have dog-gnawed hair? The ends of your hair are uneven."
Li Xiaoya said: "The teacher cut it."
Sheng Yuxiao was speechless: "What kind of craft is this?"
After blowing her hair, Sheng Yuxiao rolled up her long sleeves and buckled her hat: "This way it won't be cold when you go out..." Sheng Yuxiao looked at her and suddenly stopped talking.
The sweater hat was too big for her, and when she put it on, it swallowed her entire head, leaving only a bit of her white chin exposed.
Sheng Yuxiao curled her fingertips and couldn't help but murmur, it's so damn cute.
Soon the staff brought cold medicine. Li Xiaoya was not afraid of hardship at all. He drank up the medicine in one breath, wiped his mouth and said, "It's time for me to go back."
Sheng Yuxiao was still a little disappointed for some reason, but she said, "Okay, one of you will send her back."
The staff breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. Great, this ancestor is finally going to record the show properly.
"Wait a minute, shoes...you are missing one shoe." Sheng Yuxiao thought about it.
Li Xiaoya had already cried about her shoes, but now she seemed strong and generous. She said, "It doesn't matter."
He had already given her a lot.
Maybe the shoes are still there waiting for her.
It doesn't matter if she's not where she is, she can still go to the garbage dump to pick it up.
The village chief couldn't wait to interrupt: "How about giving her Qingqing's shoes?"
Firstly, he wanted to get rid of Li Xiaoya quickly, and secondly, he wanted to please Sheng Yuxiao.
Sheng Yuxiao was very dissatisfied: "Why do you want other people's rags? What should I do if I have athlete's foot?"
village head:"……"
There was also a burst of barrage: […]
【I can't refute】
