"Brother, drink water."

Wanwan raised the cup over her head, staring at Xia Zhihuai's cheeks flushed, as well as sweat on her nose and neck. She moved her fingers and wanted to get a tissue from her pocket for him.

But before he could do it, Xia Zhihuai had already wiped away the sweat from his neck with his sleeve.

"Thank you." Xia Zhihuai took the water cup and handed it to Qu Xiunan, who was beside him, then unscrewed his cup, reached out and patted Wanwan's little head, "Thank you for your hard work, our Wanwan."

Wanwan shook her head happily, unscrewed the lid of her bottle, and drank it with the bottle in her mouth.

Xia Zhihuai looked at almost half of the land you had not cleared, and then looked at the tractor that was turning the ground in the distance, and said to Qu Xiunan: "We have to hurry up. I just told the uncle that he would come to help us after finishing the land."

Qu Xiunan put the cup on the ground and pressed the hat on his head: "I understand."

"Wanwan, you can rest under the shade of the trees on the side of the road, just go play with Diandian and the others."

Wanwan looked back at Dian Dian who was squatting on the roadside to pick flowers, then at Zheng He who was helping to pull the weeds, and Yan Shu who was squatting beside Dian Dian, looking up at dazed, thinking for two seconds, shook her head: "I want to help my brother."

Qu Xiunan said with a smile while cutting grass: "You are only a little older, how can you help?"

"I can just help."

Wanwan closed the cap of the bottle, put the weeds piled behind them into a pile, bent over, opened her hands, picked up the pile of weeds on the ground, and walked towards the other end of the field with a groan.

Xia Zhihuai didn't pay attention at first. When he turned around, he looked at Wanwan's head buried under the weeds. He walked forward without looking at the road at all, and said laughing and crying: "Tao Wanwan, you walk and look at the road, be careful to fall for a while!"

Wanwan was about to open her mouth to answer when she suddenly ate a mouthful of grass, lowered her head and spitted twice, and the grass leaves in her arms fell a little bit.

The photographer held the camera and took a photo of the grass leaves stuck on Wanwan's head clearly, and there were weeds that fell along the way, shook his head helplessly.

...

On the director team, Hu Beijun had contacted the owner of Room 2 and also found out the specific situation of the house with the villagers.

That is indeed a haunted house.

Hu Beijun was so angry that his temples thumped when he listened to the staff.

"Director Hu, Xia Zhihuai's words are indeed true. I asked several elderly families in the village. They all said that Room No. 2 was indeed burned down before. At that time, there was an elderly man in the family who had not escaped. When the fire was put out, the person was burned to death."

"The one who died was an old man and had a bad relationship with his son and daughter-in-law. The burned roof of the house was demolished and rebuilt, but the layout of the house was basically not moved. I just found a few workers to paint it, cleaned up the house again, and then rented it to our program team."

Hu Beijun sat on the chair and thought for a while, then suddenly looked up and asked, "Then do you think what Xia Zhihuai said is true or false?"

"This is not easy to judge, but only from the fact that Room 2 is a haunted house, his judgment is indeed a bit accurate. After all, even we didn't know that Room 2 had a famous house before, but it might be that he had inquired about it with the people in the village before..."

"Do you think Xia Zhihuai is like a charlatan?" Hu Beijun asked.

The staff immediately shook their heads.

"He doesn't have the temperament of a charlatan."

Hu Beijun scratched his forehead: "But I always feel that Xia Zhihuai and his sister are talking nonsense, first with talisman paper, then haunted by haunted house..."

He lowered his eyes and thought for two seconds, and always felt that Xia Zhihuai's exposed neck in the morning was more like a special effect outfit.

Don't think he didn't go back to watch the live video in the morning. After that guy woke up early in the morning, although he didn't uncover the cloth covering the camera, when he came out of the bathroom, he obviously took out his makeup bag.

Moreover, Hu Beijun still doesn't believe that there are really ghosts in that house.

As a materialist with a strong root, he is more willing to believe in science...

"We'll stay in that house for one night tonight."

Hu Beijun clenched his fist with his right hand and hit the palm of his left hand, and suddenly made up his mind.

The staff member's mouth twitched: "Director Hu, I won't go."

Hu Beijun looked up at the deputy director beside him.

The deputy director immediately shook his head: "I won't go either. I'll help you call 120 when something happens to you."

Hu Beijun: "..."

"Being safe, I think Director Hu, you should invite a master first and check in with you to experience the atmosphere of the haunted house."

The assistant director kindly reminded him and walked away with his teacup in his arms.

...

The Xia Zhihuai group was the first to complete the reclaim of three parts of the land.

He and Qu Xiunan took away all the weeds in the field and piled them on the side of the road.

Qu Xiunan watched the tractor rumbling to turn the land open, then looked down at the haystack: "Are these grasses thrown here?"

"Can these grass be fed rabbits?" Wanwan squatted beside her and suddenly asked.

Xia Zhihuai shook his head: "It shouldn't work. This grass is a little wet. I have to dry it for the rabbit to eat."

Qu Xiu Nanfu was in his heart: "So can we sell this grass to farmers in the village who raise rabbits?"

"It's OK, it's a little bit less."

Xia Zhihuai turned his head and looked at the other three groups, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "You wait first, I'll go to the village to ask if there is any collection."

If so, he wouldn't mind making some extra money on these weeds.

If the four groups of cut weeds can be sold together, he can still draw them from the middle.

Maybe the money you asked the uncle to plow the land will be made back.

Many farmers in Yunguo Village have raised sheep and rabbits. They mainly raise animals and rely on the hay they harvested outside. As long as they are stored, they can be stored for a long time. However, there are too many sheep and rabbits raised. In order to reduce the cost of purchasing forage, they usually cut the grass near the village whenever they have time to feed farmers and livestock.

Xia Zhihuai went back to the village and asked several people who raised sheep and rabbits, and they all said they could collect the freshly cut grass.

However, the four groups are only one acre and two cents of land, and all the forage can be sold at most is only a few dozen yuan.

With the mosquito legs, it’s also flesh. Xia Zhihuai agreed decisively. Anyway, throwing it on the ground is a waste, and he will definitely be picked up by all at that time.

But Xia Zhihuai said that they had to pull the forage by themselves.

No labor contract.

The other party also agreed happily.

Back in the field, Xia Zhihuai went to find Zheng Xu and Song Qingfeng, and said that he could help resell the cut grass.

The two groups had no objection and agreed to sell them to the sheep farmer together.

It’s not easy to do with Mo Zexu and Song Yuanxin’s group.

Although Mo Zexu was working, he was not doing it quickly.

And Song Yuanxin was completely dragging his feet.

Mo Zexu didn't have the awareness of piled up the cut grass neatly, so the whole piece of land was particularly messy.

Xia Zhihuai originally wanted to skip them, but thought that he was recording a show after all, so he could tell Mo Zexu whether he would pile all the grass on the ground and sell it together.

Mo Zexu was sweating profusely, looked back at the hay pile behind him like a dog-bitten one, and sighed: "Okay, thank you, I'll clean up the grass."

It's also good to make a few dollars.

Otherwise, if they continue like this, their group probably won’t even have food today.

Each group of forage is sold separately, except for Mo Zexu and the Song Yuan Xinna group, the other three groups get the same money, each group costs eight yuan.

Xia Zhihuai stuffed the money to Wanwan and joked with a smile: "Now our group of financial power will be handed over to you. You can collect the money and don't lose it."

Wanwan patted her chest and promised: "Brother, don't worry, the things I put here will never be lost."

After selling the forage, their land has basically been renovated.

Xia Zhihuai discussed with others in advance, and immediately turned to the show to ask for money after seeing the land.

Hu Beijun wore a hat and pinched his money bag, staring at Xia Zhihuai for a few seconds.

Xia Zhihuai stretched out his hand: "Director Hu, money!"

"It's okay to make a lot of land."

"Two hundred, one point cannot be lost."

Hu Beijun held two hundred yuan and said in pain: "Xiaoxia, it's boring to do this. We just need to experience farming life when we record the program..."

Xia Zhihuai chuckled and said, "Who normal people's vegetable garden is so big and can be finished in one day?"

"What era is this? If you don't need a machine, are you stupid?"
Chapter completed!