For this show, the production team vowed to toss to the end and make trouble.

The task of the second day was to dig lotus roots.

A pond of residual lotus and dead branches were scattered, and the water in the pond was drained, revealing muddy ground like an underwater swamp. The owners had to put on rubber aprons and long rain boots to go down to the pond to dig out enough lotus roots. And to "carry" your pet baby with you.

Dai Chuan and Rap are happy.

The beta is a small one and doesn't take up any space, just put it in your pocket. Although the black snake of the Rap man is large, it is better to carry it in a flexible way, and it can be wrapped around the body. The remaining three dogs and pigs were very unlucky. Fang Daichuan and Rap man dug half a basket of lotus roots. The three talents had just found the plank and pushed their pets onto the plank with difficulty, and dragged them to the middle of the pond like a tracker.

Fang Daichuan was already covered with mud. The cold mud poured into the clothes along the gaps in the rain boots, and one pair of feet almost froze. He had never dug lotus roots, and he didn't know that the branches and vines underneath were intricately rooted and intertwined, and he broke several roots after a lot of effort.

"Damn, why are you digging so fast?!" Fang Daichuan glanced casually. After such a short period of time, the boat next to Man Rap was full.

The Rap man smiled and said: "My hometown in Hubei, I have many acres of lotus ponds in my home. I have been digging from a young age to a large one. Can this thing hardly hold me?" He touched the last one, a straight and thick one. Lotus root, he wiped the mud on the body of the lotus root and threw it into the boat. While pushing the boat, he walked towards the end and said as he walked, "The last one will be thrown into the mud puddle. Hold on!"

Then smiled gleefully and left.

Emperor Guan used to act as a fisherman, digging lotus roots when he was experiencing life, he was a stranger when he first started, but he quickly remembered the tricks and worked hard. His family was brave and not courageous. He lay down on the board and didn't make trouble. It seemed that he should not count down.

Su Qian is even more a female man. She found it inconvenient to work, so she simply took off the rubber gloves, rolled her sleeves on her shoulders, and touched the lotus root in the mud with her bare hands. Her piglet was making noise on the side. Trying to flop in the mud, it dragged her a lot.

The Uyghur little flower who raised Bianmu, wore a beautiful white skirt, desperately stained with mud. The girl is very young, and her team is positioned as a pure and pleasant literary girl. The girl is scrupulous about her image, but she also pulls her pet. She digs for a long time, but she can't touch one of them. When I wanted to bottom out, I started crying.

Fang Daichuan glanced back, a little bit unable to stand it, he thought for a while, pulled his boat, and walked to the two girls.

"Why are you here to give us warmth?" Su Qian raised his head and smiled at Fang Daichuan.

Without saying anything, Fang Daichuan split his lotus root into two equal parts, holding one part to Su Qian and the other part to sister Bian Mu.

Su Qian was okay. Sister Bian Mu was moved to tears. She wanted and was afraid of being sprayed by netizens. She whispered: "It's not good, it's not good..."

Fang Daichuan shook his hand: "It's okay, take it, anyway, my body is so dirty, I don't care about throwing it in the mud and washing it again. You dig slowly, don't worry."

After he finished speaking, he didn't give the camera too much time, turned his head and left, silently bent over and went back to dig the lotus root.

Xiaohua’s assistant is also a matter of time. Standing by the pond, he made a call, called the most expensive sugar shop in the city, ordered hot tea and **** soup to all the staff, and prepared it for Fang Daichuan. Some small gifts and snacks.

Only Beta was unhappy. It jumped out of Fang Daichuan's arms, jumped onto Fang Daichuan's head, and slapped Fang Daichuan on the back of the head persistently, as if scolding him for a fool.

"Don't fight, Beta," Fang Daichuan pleaded weakly, "what can I do if I bend over and drop you into the mud? All the hair will be shaved!"

Beta ignored his weak threat, it knew Fang Daichuan was afraid.

Several drones flew above their heads, capturing Beta's attitude and movements above Fang Daichuan's head. Dragon Fruit Channel has always been wealthy, not afraid of high costs, but the performance of the program is not good.

However, the problem lies with this drone.

Ren's program crew would never think of breaking his head. Beta, the omnipotent mercenary cat who followed his father to the sky, stared at the drone with interest for a while, while Fang Daichuan was sinking into the quagmire to dig lotus roots. It jumped and jumped onto a drone.

Fang Daichuan's heart was about to stop. He thought he was bent over too hard and threw his ancestor into the mud puddle. If this is covered in mud and shaved off his hair, Beta will never talk to him in this life.

He bent over and shoveled in the mud, Bian Mu Xiaohua pointed to the sky and shouted: "Brother Chuaner! Your cat!"

Fang Daichuan looked up and almost fell into the mud puddle with anger.

Stepping on the drone, Beta was so excited that her fur was blasted into a ball, and she stopped groaning, and was not wronged. The whole cat was standing on the drone with joy, vigorous, roaring in the wind, and there was a lion in her heart. Wang Simba.

Fang Daichuan was trembling with anger, pointed at it and shouted, "You come down here!"

Beta struck her neck: "Meow!"

"I don't understand what you are saying, come down to me!" Fang Daichuan yelled, raising his neck.

Beta: "Meow!"

Fang Daichuan lost.

He can't compare to Li Sinian, he can't speak cats.

Since that day, Beta has aimed at drones. It loves the feeling that no one is invincible in the world. When everyone is inattentive, when everyone is caught off guard, it can use all kinds of incredible angles. , Jump on the drone, and enjoy the feeling of standing on top of the world.

It played for three full days and finished the first episode.

It also subdued two younger brothers.

The handsome Bian Mu Lilia and the native dog Dayong.

The two dogs afraid of heights were overwhelmed by the super energy and huge ambition contained in Beta's small body. From this weekend onwards, Beta was watching everything when she was in the sky, and majestic when she was on the ground. The left guardian and right guardian followed behind her, and she was suppressed to death by a sterilized cat.

"Take it, Brother Chuan'er," Guan Yingdi patted Fang Daichuan on the shoulder, "Your cat is really awesome."

That must be awesome, Fang Daichuan thought, you don't know how awesome it is.

"Now you say it has a father who drives a plane, I really believe it," Sister Tong shook her head and looked at the little thing on the drone looking up at the starry sky, and exclaimed, "Without this gene, you can't play drones."

The first episode of the program was easily recorded. Fang Daichuan stuffed two banquets prepared by the organizer, and hugged Beta and returned home in a panic.

Beta kept scratching his chest muscles to urge him.

He also really missed its awesome dad who flew a plane.

It was late at night when I got home, and there were still lights in the kitchen. Beta jumped out of his arms, Fang Daichuan threw off his shoes, turned his head and started racing with the cat.

Li Sinian was frying dumplings in the kitchen with his upper body half naked. He was afraid of being scalded by the oil, so he tied an apron loosely. Hearing the movement, he shut the fire neatly and turned back, and the small beta shells happened to rush into his arms. Li Sinian reached out his hand tacitly and held Beta to his chest.

"Missing Dad?" Li Sinian smiled and grabbed a little broken egg to feed Beta, lowered his head and smiled to coax it.

Fang Daichuan hadn't run past Beta, standing in front of the kitchen unhappy.

Li Sinian smiled and raised his head, and opened the other arm to him: "You call Dad, and Dad will hold you."

Fang Daichuan yelled at him, stepped back three steps to run, and rushed into Li Sinian's arms in one breath, hanging his hands and feet tightly on him.

There is still heat on the stove behind him, dumplings are sizzling in the frying pan, and the oil flower and the bottom of the pot will catalyze the taste of monkhood.