Chapter 554
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"How long has it been? You've already plucked so many carrots? You're too … "
"Really?"
Before Li Jiaojiao could finish her sentence, Little Lu Li brushed past her as if she hadn't seen her. She ran over to Qu Qianqian with sparkling eyes and said happily, "Let me see, let me see. Little Sister Qianqian, where are your carrots?"
Li Jiaojiao was speechless.
Li Jiaojiao looked at Lu Li running over to Qu Qianqian and couldn't help but grimace.
When she turned around, she saw Lu Junhan glancing at her coldly.
"…"
Li Jiaojiao felt as if she had been seen through by his cold, dark eyes. Her face turned pale and she took a step back.
Lu Junhan sneered without hiding it.
Just as Li Jiaojiao moved her lips and wanted to say something to break the stalemate,
The man retracted his gaze and didn't say anything. His tall body brushed past her and he walked away with the bag of carrots in his hands.
Li Jiaojiao was speechless.
Li Yue, who had followed them, couldn't help but frown when she saw this.
Lu Li's father wasn't easy to deal with.
…
An hour passed very quickly as the chilly wind blew.
The alarm clock upstairs rang on time.
The rich villager in Room 2 turned off the alarm clock and turned off the television. He hummed a tune leisurely and swaggered down from the second floor with a plump beer belly.
When he walked out of the courtyard, he saw that the production crew was still there.
It was a dense crowd.
Everyone's face seemed to be a little tired, as if they had been exposed to the scorching sun. Their clothes were also stained with sweat, and their clothes were wrinkled.
The rich villager looked up and saw that it was a cloudy day. The wind was quite strong and cool. The sweat couldn't have been from the sun.
Hence, he laughed and said to the production crew, "How's the plucking going? Looking at you, the carrots aren't as easy to pluck as you think, right?"
When the rich villager said that he would pluck the carrots for free for an hour, he was actually looking down on the city people.
He felt that even if they were given a day, let alone an hour.
They couldn't pull much out!
Since he couldn't pluck too many radishes, he would give all the radishes he had plucked in the past hour to them as charity.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the program crew were more or less a little unnatural, and they avoided his gaze.
The rich man was puzzled. "What's wrong?"
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and inadvertently glanced at the number one radish field in front of the door.
He was stunned. "What the hell? Where's my radish? Where are all my radishes? Where did they go? "
He saw that the originally emerald green radish leaves were now green and glossy at a glance. It looked very festive.
At this moment, it looked like a girl who had been defiled countless times. It was bare and messy. The field was full of black mud, and not a single green leaf could be seen.
"It's with me!"
When the little girl heard this, she happily raised her white and tender hands that had just been washed clean. "You all ran over to my place!"
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