I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Other villagers said that if you give clues, you can survive.

But she has no clues!

Thinking of this, the female villager shuddered fiercely.

Seeing Qu Qianqian still asking her, is this bracelet hers?

Without saying a word, the female villager kept saying:

"Yes, yes, it's mine, yes, this is what I lost."

Even, in order to thank her, she shivered and took out three hundred dollars from her purse.

Said to reward Qu Qianqian's spirit of picking up gold.

Qu Sinian: "..."

Lu Junhan: "..."

Jian Yi: "..."

Liu Jia: "..."

In the end, of course they didn't want the money.

...

After the five groups of guests tasks are completed.

Exactly 20 minutes passed.

Now, only Lu Junhan's group is left.

They will return the spatula to the villagers who sell chickens.

After paying it off, their mission is complete.

Jian Chenglang explained to the villagers all the way before that he had to rack his brains and try all kinds of ways to praise Lu Junhan and them from all angles and levels.

Rao is a man of his tongue, but he explained everything to each household.

Not only is his mouth dry now, but his whole person is about to explain the depression!

Now, it was finally the scene he was most looking forward to.

The whole person suddenly seemed to be beaten with blood.

He beckoned and asked the photographer to quickly follow.

The house where the villagers who sell chickens live is in Room 10.

He doesn't live on the street, and the surrounding houses are basically empty and unoccupied for a long time.

He doesn't have a phone at home either.

In addition, the people in the program group explained quickly.

Therefore, that rumor did not reach his ears.

This means that the villagers who sell chickens will not do anything when they are afraid, just like the first five groups of villagers who lost their owners.

This also means that a good show is about to come on stage!

...

The guests came to the house of the chicken-selling villager.

The wooden door in front of him was tightly closed.

And the villagers who sell chickens are sitting in the yard at the moment, ambitious and swearing that they must be ashamed!

When Lu Li and Lu Junhan come, he must ask Lu Li to apologize to his chicken! ! !

He wants to let Lu Li also taste it, being chased by chickens and being put into a bag!

snort!

Dare to come and catch his chicken, he promises to let her and her dad go back crying!

Suddenly hearing a knock on the door, the villagers selling chickens didn't rush to open the door at all.

Instead, he stood up from the chair leisurely and stretched his waist lazily.

Just halfway through, I heard a tender and crisp little milk voice coming in clearly from the outside:

"Uncle, Uncle Chicken, are you in there?"

Villager selling chickens: "..."

! ! !

You are Uncle Chicken, your whole family is Uncle Chicken!

With this attitude, I still want to enter his door, I want to be beautiful!

The little girl stood outside the door, holding the spatula in her hand, and knocked on the door for a while, but no one answered. She turned her head and said to her father in distress, "Dad, Uncle Chicken doesn't seem to be at home."

Looking at the closed door, Lu Junhan only spit out two words: "He's here."

Hearing what her father said, the little girl tilted her head thoughtfully.

She believed what her father said.

Since Dad said he was there, Uncle Chicken must be inside.

But if Uncle Chicken is inside, why not open the door for them?

Could it be that the sound of her knocking on the door was too low, and that Uncle Chicken was sleeping inside and didn't hear it?

The knock on the door, "bang bang bang", didn't take long, and it rang again, this time it sounded heavier.

The little girl's milky voice came in again from outside:

"Uncle Chicken, Uncle Chicken, are you there? Uncle Chicken..."

yard.

The villager who sold the chicken sat back again.

He slowly picked up the kettle and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

He calculated in his heart that after drinking this cup of tea, in five minutes, he would go to open the door.

This can also let the father and daughter know that he is not easy to mess with!

The villager who sold the chickens thought happily, picked up the teacup, and took a sip—

at this time--

A loud "bang" came from the door.

The villager who sold the chicken just watched helplessly. The half-wooden door of his house "banged" and fell straight in, hitting the ground, splashing dust.

The little girl standing at the door had clear and clean eyes, she was ignorant of world affairs, and her hand was still raised, as if knocking on the door.

The villager who sold the chicken held it in his mouth, and the water he hadn't swallowed was squirted out in one mouthful!

"puff--"

After spraying, he touched his mouth with his hand, then pointed at Lu Li at the door with trembling fingers, looked at the half door that was broken on the ground, and finally let out a long scream in pain and collapse:

"Ahhh, my door——!!!"

"Uncle Chicken!"

The little girl opened her clear black eyes, and when she saw him sitting in the yard, she ran in happily, raised her head, and said excitedly, "Uncle Chicken, so you're not sleeping."

The villager who sold the chicken didn't look at her, but stared at the door of his house.

The heart seems to be bleeding.

The little girl didn't even realize that the door was broken by her, and thought that the door of Uncle Chicken's house was opened like this.

After all, when he was in the sky, Dad often opened the door of Uncle Fox's house like this.

Just like that, put your hand on the door, pat it, then the door will fall forward, and the door will open directly!

Anyway, it's fast.

The little girl did not forget her purpose of looking for Uncle Chicken. She straightened her arms and asked the villagers in a milky voice, "Uncle Chicken, did you lose this spoon?"

Villager selling chickens: "..."

Spatula: You are the spoon, and your whole family is the spoon!

The villagers who were selling chickens had not lost their anger before, but now that the matter of the door has been added, they sighed in resentment and wanted to say no!

Lu Junhan glanced at him lightly, and said coldly, "You'd better think about it."

Having said that, Lu Junhan's gaze swept across the rotten door on the ground, threatening and intimidating.

It is clear that if he dares to say no, they will not lose this door.

Seeing this, the villagers who sold the chickens were so bitter that they couldn't tell, and almost got angry.

But to repair this door, there is no one hundred yuan, and it is really uncertain.

And if he wants to earn 100 yuan, he has to sell at least 20 chickens before he can earn it back.

So, the villager who sold the chicken looked at the little girl's bright expectant eyes, and gritted his teeth reluctantly and said, "Yes, this is what I lost."

Jian Chenglang: "..."

I always feel that after filming today's itinerary, the people in this village will probably not welcome them here again.

...

After that, Lu Junhan gave the money left over from selling radishes to two hundred villagers who sold chickens.

One hundred is for repairing the door.

The remaining 100 is for travel expenses.

After all, if you want to find a professional door repair worker, you can't find it in the village, so you have to go to the town to ask for it.

This round-trip fare also costs a lot of money.