Chapter 153 Medal in the Dust

Uncle Ding's old tile-roofed house was almost crowded with people in the old courtyard.

In addition to the program team, there were also people from the village committee who came after hearing the news.

The village committee was also worried that something might happen to the guests on their territory, so they all ran away very fast:

"Who was bitten by a snake?"

The photography that initially conveyed the wrong message had to stand up and explain again:

"I didn't get bitten, but I almost missed it."

The people from the village committee breathed a sigh of relief and did not forget to pay attention to Candy's injury.

Candy was surrounded by a lot of people and couldn't leave.

Ming Dai did not interfere, but quietly walked into the house.

Uncle Ding was sitting on a small stool behind the threshold, with the shadow of the huge wall pressing heavily on him. The silence and the excitement in the yard were like two different worlds.

Uncle Ding did not take any credit. He seemed to have completed his mission and left the stage.

Mingdai's heart was touched and she couldn't help but lower her voice:

"Uncle Ding, don't you go over and take a look? You healed Candy's feet."

"It's all cured. What's so good about her? I just looked at her twice and it doesn't hurt anymore or something?"

Uncle Ding is still the irritable and incapable of saying nice things.

Ming Dai had already sensed the sincerity behind Uncle Ding's words and didn't care about it.

Uncle Ding paused and suddenly said in surprise:

"What's her name? Look, look? Why did she have such a strange name?"

Mingdai almost laughed out loud.

She patiently explained: "It's not about the place, it's about candy, which in English means candy."

Uncle Ding’s eyebrows were knotted: “How can you give me a foreign name when you’re so good... Forget it, you young people, I, an old guy, don’t understand.”

As he spoke, Uncle Ding slipped something out of the bag at his feet.

Ming Dai took a closer look and her expression suddenly changed:

"This, this is not..."

"Yes, that snake just now, does the meat look very thick?"

Mingdai watched helplessly as Uncle Ding acted like a child, grabbing the snake with his big palm and handing it to her face. Suddenly, the back of her head felt cold and her whole body froze.

Reborn without courage, Mingdai is still afraid of things like snakes.

Uncle Ding saw it and took his hand back slyly.

His mouth was still tough: "Why are you even afraid of a dead snake!"

In her hand, she quietly hid the snake behind her back so as not to be seen by Ming Dai.

Ming Dai finally recovered: "Here, are you going to eat it?"

Uncle Ding hummed and hesitated: "Do you want to eat?"

Secretly looking at Mingdai with anxious eyes.

Mingdai couldn't bear to refuse.

"Let's eat..."

While Uncle Ding was busy processing the snake meat, Mingdai decided to help Uncle Ding tidy up the house.

The room was really messy, everything was piled up in a mess, blocking the windows until no light could pass through.

Ming Dai felt that it might be much better if she tidied things up a bit.

But before taking action, don’t forget to ask Uncle Ding:

"Can these things be moved?"

"Whatever, there's nothing valuable anyway."

Uncle Ding moved the small bench outside the door and skillfully cut open the snake skin with a knife without raising his head.

Ming Dai just rolled up her sleeves after hearing this.

Someone walked in silently from outside the house.

"Let me help you."

Ming Dai looked at Shen Qinghe, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Even though she convinced herself that she was too involved in the drama, Shen Qinghe's actions just now still touched her safety line and made her wary.

Mingdai restarted her life, not just to fall into the same pit twice!

"Thank you, no..."

Mingdai caught a glimpse of the camera set up at the door at some point.

She just came over quietly alone, and when did the director of photography follow?

So Shen Qinghe only asked for help when he saw the camera? To protect his character?

Mingdai thought she had found a reason and had to put back her rejection.

Shen Qinghe quietly observed Mingdai's expression.

Seeing her in trouble, Shen Qinghe felt disappointed, and the corner of his mouth still raised in habit:

"There are a lot of heavy objects in the house, aren't there? My little strength can still be put to use."

In a very variety show tone, thinking about work, Mingdai's resistance relaxed slightly.

Xiao Bai happened to run in at this moment.

"What's wrong? Do you need my help?"

"When did you come here?"

Mingdai was a little surprised to see him.

Xiao Bai glanced at Shen Qinghe quietly:

"Brother Shen and I are in the same group. Brother Shen is here, so I came over too."

In fact, the most important thing is that if Shen Qinghe doesn't go, Xiao Bai can't complete the task by himself!

The number 4 he drew was second only to Uncle Ding's task in terms of difficulty, and it was all heavy work.

So Xiao Bai simply followed him, wondering if there was anything he could do to help.

Well, isn’t this useful?

Because of Xiao Bai's appearance, Mingdai didn't have to be alone in a room with Shen Qinghe, so she agreed readily.

The three of them started to get busy - first moving the debris from the house, then sweeping away the dust and wiping it with a rag...

Mingdai's movements were unexpectedly skillful, and even Xiao Bai, who had been honed by several months of filming "Pastoral", was no longer the same person who knew nothing about housework.

In comparison, Shen Qinghe was the one who moved the most clumsily!

Ming Dai looked at Shen Qinghe with disgust.

"Forget it, you are responsible for moving things."

Shen Qinghe acted silently and was obedient to the point of not complaining at all.

Xiao Bai was stunned, but he noticed the camera, quickly changed his expression, and continued to work in full swing.

The three of them came in and out for cleaning, which quickly attracted the attention of people in the yard. Candy couldn't bear the onlookers and simply jumped up:

"I'll join in too!"

Upon seeing this, Director Qian simply asked the staff and village committee members to leave the small courtyard.

"Director, do you want to continue filming?"

"shoot!"

So more cameras focused on the four hard-working people.

As for Uncle Ding, he didn't know where he went after processing the snake meat.

At this time, I wiped the Mingdai on the cabinet with a rag, thinking of moving the cabinet away for easier cleaning.

Shen Qinghe, who seemed to be moving things, but had been paying attention to Mingdai's movements, quickly turned around:

"Let me help you."

Without waiting for Mingdai's reaction, she lifted a corner of the cabinet.

Clang.

It seemed like something fell from the gap between the cabinet and the wall to the floor.

Ming Dai knelt down and took a look, and found that it was a velvet box. The shiny golden object inside was thrown out and rolled into the dust.

Mingdai reached out and grabbed it, and found that the shining golden thing was a pentagonal medal made of gold-plated copper.

This medal has been around for some time, and its original brilliance has been lost in time. What remains unchanged is the three words "First Class Merit" deeply engraved on the medal's head.

"First-class... gong?" Mingdai was stunned because she knew what these three words meant.

Mingdai's voice also attracted everyone's attention. Everyone else, including the camera, looked at what Mingdai was holding. Everyone was surprised.

"So Uncle Ding is a soldier?"
Chapter completed!