"You should have read the contract very carefully? When you checked your luggage, you were very calm and brought as few things as possible. " Jiang YanXu came up and praised South Vietnam first.

South Vietnam nodded: "yes."

Jiang YanXu scratched her head. Unexpectedly, she said so little, but it all started. She could only continue to say: "then you should also see that the program team is going to completely stocking us. They didn't know they would be so strict. They just came to pretend and play."

Nanyue continued to nod: "well, what does brother Jiang want to say?"

"... I just want to tell you that if you can ignore them, do your own thing. Listen to what the village head said just now. As long as we don't let the villagers work for us, we won't sit together. If they don't work, let them be hungry and wake up after a meal or two. " Jiang YanXu had to give up the bedding and told her directly.

Hearing these words, and still with the camera following, Nanyue was slightly stunned, and then smiled and nodded: "OK, I know."

Seeing that she was so simple, without hesitation or superfluous kindness, Jiang YanXu couldn't help looking at her more, and then said, "well, you have to rest early. It's estimated that you can't have breakfast until you get up early tomorrow. Good night."

"Good night, brother Jiang." After watching him stride back along the path in the dark, Nam Yueh turned and entered the house.

This is a two-story adobe house, but it is relatively low. According to Jiang YanXu's height, you have to bend down to enter the room except the gate.

I don't know whether it's because it's going to rain the next day or something. The ground is very wet. The whole house smells like something moldy.

This family has a pair of old people, two granddaughters and grandchildren, one is seven and the other is five.

The seven year old just went to primary school and the five-year-old went to the kindergarten in the town. Because there was no adult pick-up, his sister picked him up every time when he went to school and after school.

Although the two floors add up to eight small rooms, five of them are filled with all kinds of farm tools, grain and sundries.

Three bedrooms, one for the old man and one for the sister and brother.

South Vietnam and Jin Xuewei borrowed the room of their parents who were working abroad.

When I came, I said that there would be Jin Xuewei in the house, which would be a little confused towards the humble room.

Just now the old couple introduced to them that the kitchen is the small house by the gate and the toilet is the cabin behind.

As for bathing, you pull a curtain in the aisle and wash it.

Winter is in the room, with a bath.

To wash with water, you need to go to the kitchen to boil water, or use the well water in front of the door.

The program team prepared brand-new washbasins, hot water bottles and buckets for them. They don't have to borrow the owner's.

However, Jin Xuewei has never used these since she was a child. She is still a little at a loss holding her pile of skin care products.

When Nan Yue came into the room and saw her like this, he casually reminded her, "go and wash your face first."

"Oh, good." Jin Xuewei regained her consciousness and realized that she really should remove her makeup and wash her face before skin care.

Seeing that she answered but didn't move, Nanyue didn't say much. She took out the toiletries directly.

Although I didn't make up today, I still had to wash my hair and take a bath. Nanyue thought of casting spells to wash it for a long time. They still miss it.

I don't know how many days Jin Xuewei can endure.

This program is really pitiful.

Male artists are OK and can make do with it, but for female artists, it's a disaster.

South Vietnam doesn't know why Jin Xuewei came, but at this moment, she really wants to tell Chu Ye.