put it in my arms

Chapter 174 The Movie Emperor's Hidden Marriage Little Wife 37
Wen Ruan and He Xinghe put on masks, and stood at the door to greet the guests.

It's a pity that most of the guests are eating jellybeans, and they are also streaming live.

Even though the two changed their clothes and masks, they checked carefully one by one, and they still recognized the two.

As a result, the shop was really crowded with people.

Wenruan took off her mask, and suddenly a girl shouted, "Ruanruan, mommy loves you."

Wen Ruan smiled brightly and waved to her place, and the small shop instantly turned into a small fan meeting.

"Everyone listen to me." The small shop is getting more and more noisy, and there are more and more people, and this kind of shop usually has many elderly people, who are crowded in the corner.

Moreover, the camera was shaky and the cameraman couldn't stand upright. The barrage went from being envious at the beginning to being criticized now.

"Those who want to eat go to the side and line up, and those who don't eat and just want to see how cute I am, have you all seen it?"

Fans shouted, "Yes!"

"Then what should everyone do? The store is very small, and many elderly people have been squeezed into corners. May I ask you to be considerate?"

"Good~"

The fans were very obedient, because while Wen Ruan was discussing with them, He Xinghe stared at them, as if he was about to send a large group of people to drive them out in the next moment.

Rows of Rolls-Royces got out of the door, and many long-legged men in black clothes, black trousers, black eyes, and carrying a police baton.
bah bah bah!
These fans who didn't eat were scattered, and some helped the fallen grandma and apologized. Although there were still many people in the small shop, the traffic flow had returned to normal.

Wen Ruan wiped off his cold sweat, and dragged He Xinghe to entertain the guests.

Time passed quickly, the two of them clicked to the gathering place, Wen Ruan was holding banknotes in one hand and a bowl of Malatang in the other, similarly, He Xinghe had Wen Ruan snacks in both hands.

The program team was all greedy when they saw it.

They counted the money.

The Wen Ruan couple earned less than a thousand in total, which was originally a thousand. Looking at the food they were carrying, with Wen Ruan's satisfied expressions, everyone was silent for a moment.

Forget it, you have the money and you have the final say.

Qi Zhenzhen's group earned money by singing on the street, about four hundred.

The director's girls team first received some flowers from the program team with 200 yuan, which was not much, but they made garlands of flowers and made flower arrangements, which attracted the interest of many people, especially older people.

Earned [-], returned [-] to the program group, only [-] left.

They need to use the money to buy some ingredients and return to the hut to cook.

Wen Ruan and the others also bought some small gifts for the villagers and children in the village, and of course they put some money into it themselves.

A few people returned to the hut, the big man was busy cooking, and the three little women were sitting on the side chatting about the household chores. .

The program team added words and patterns, and everyone in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

Time is fast.

The next day they helped the villagers with some farm work, took photos with them, and went to the only Hope Primary School in the village to interact and play with the children.

In the evening, the director made a water banquet and invited the villagers to dinner. Wen Ruan and the others gave gifts at the right time. On this day, everyone's faces were filled with smiles.

At night, a few stars twinkled in the sky.

The wind blows gently at night, squinting your eyes softly and comfortably.

People in twos and threes were still milling around outside. Wen Ruan leaned on He Xinghe's shoulder and gradually fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)