Chapter 248 Does He Look Like Sister Song?

If I hadn't been watching the live stream, I wouldn't have recognized this. This is my 6'8" tall idol, the one I voted for with every vote.

[The top streamers seem to have just crawled out of the mud.]

Song Zhiwei's face turned dark and he raised his hand to wipe the mud off his face.

The more I wiped, the more mud stains appeared on my face.

Cheng Yuhan kindly suggested, "Idol, why don't you wait until we get back and wash up."

"What's wrong?" Song Zhiwei wiped his face with his sleeve a few more times in confusion.

Cheng Yuhan saw Song Zhiwei's increasingly pale face and didn't know how to explain it, so he simply gave up and said, "Nothing, I'm fine."

Since grapes are produced in abundance in the area, almost every household grows grape vines. As a result, the foursome asked several households but no one was willing to buy the grapes they were selling.

Their sale plan was once at a standstill.

The other two groups were not much better. They encountered difficulties one after another, resulting in not selling a single bunch of grapes after an hour.

Everyone was starving.

In order to speed up the process, Shen Jingmo and Cheng Yuhan simply split into two groups and went from street to street to ask questions.

Chen Jingmo and Song Zhiyuan went to the east road together, while Cheng Yuhan and Song Zhiwei took turns pushing the wheelbarrow in the opposite direction.

The sales results were still not optimistic. The store had not opened for half a day. As the sky was getting darker, they fortunately met a kind old man who showed them the way to the East Street Market to sell their goods.

After Song Zhiyuan and Song Zhiwei met up, they went to East Street Market together.

When the four-person group arrived, Zhang Rong's group and Zhou Qingli's group had already set up their stall here.

"It's not easy to sell if we all gather together. Let's continue walking forward and look along this street." Song Zhiyuan suggested.

The other three people agreed and followed Song Zhiyuan towards the commercial street ahead.

Cheng Yuhan thought quickly and pointed to the milk tea shop in front, "Teacher Shen, should we go in and ask them if they need grapes?"

"Okay." Shen Jingmo didn't refuse. There was no better way now.

Shen Jingmo and Song Zhiyuan walked into the shop one after the other. Shen Jingmo politely asked, "Excuse me, do you need grapes? They're on sale at a low price."

The clerk was a young girl. Because it was a rainy day, the business in the store was not as good as usual. When she heard Shen Jingmo's voice, the girl was looking down at the live broadcast of Zhang Rong's group next door. When the girl looked up and was about to refuse, her eyes passed over Song Zhiyuan, and she was so excited that she couldn't hold the phone firmly.

"I'm not seeing things, it's Sister Song. I actually saw the real Sister Song."

"Sister Song, you are so beautiful in person, even prettier than in the live broadcast room." The little girl stepped forward excitedly and wanted to shake hands with Song Zhiyuan, but she felt it was impolite and silently withdrew her hand.

I wanted to hug Song Zhiyuan, but I felt it was too abrupt.

"Thank you for the compliment." Song Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed by the rain today. Even though he was wearing a raincoat, part of his hair was wet and stuck to his scalp.

"Sister Song, can I take a photo with you?" The little girl's excited tone was reserved, fearing that Song Zhiyuan would reject her.

Song Zhiyuan nodded and did not refuse.

The little girl naturally looked at Shen Jingmo and Cheng Yuhan who were following Song Zhiyuan. "These two are movie stars and top stars, right? I've heard their songs, they're really good. Can we take a picture together?"

Song Zhiwei, who was squeezed to the back, frowned, "What are you looking at? Does he look like my sister?"

The little girl then realized that she had recognized the wrong person, "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

The little girl shyly hid aside, her face instantly flushed.

Song Zhiyuan smiled and helped the little girl out, "You've been stung by bees. If you weren't my brother, I might not have recognized you."

Song Zhiwei was humiliated by his sister.

[Sister Song's emotional intelligence is so high that I even suspect that the top star's brain was donated.]

If Sister Song didn't have a high EQ, she wouldn't have ended up like this.

Song Zhiyuan handed the little girl's phone to the staff and took a group photo of the four of them.

The little girl liked Duoduo very much and had been squatting in Duoduo's live broadcast room. She knew that their program team was selling grapes, "Sister Song, how many grapes do you have?"

"About a hundred kilograms." Song Zhiyuan made a simple estimate.

They have not opened since they left the base.

"I want them all."

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, Cheng Yuhan excitedly held her hand and said, "You are not kidding, you want all these grapes."

Looking at the girl's shop, Song Zhiyuan asked cautiously, knowing that they couldn't use so many grapes in a day. "Can you use all of them? Grapes are not easy to store and will spoil easily over time."

"We can use it all up. There are two chain stores on the next street that need a lot of ingredients every day. Even if we can't use it all up, we can make raisins and use them as condiments."

After making sure that the other party could use up all the grapes, Shen Jingmo and the other two helped unload the truck and sent the grapes to the kitchen.

Shen Jingmo's group was the first to complete the task.

The four of them were first sent back to the guesthouse where they were staying by the program crew's car.

The program staff built an awning and a barbecue in the yard, and the table was placed with pickled vegetables and beef and mutton.

"I thought the director was going to trick us again tonight, but I didn't expect him to be so prepared. We don't have to cook for ourselves tonight." Cheng Yuhan walked around the shed.

Ma Tao said truthfully, "No need."

"Sister, your clothes are all wet. Go upstairs and change your clothes first." Song Zhiwei helped Song Zhiyuan take off her raincoat and put it away.

"I don't care about you guys anymore." As he said that, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but sneeze twice.

Song Zhiyuan hurried upstairs, took a hot bath, changed into dry clothes, and wrapped herself in a cloak.

Song Zhiwei and Cheng Yuhan went upstairs separately. After Cheng Yuhan changed his clothes, he ran to the uninhabited room next door to feed the rabbit.

On the other side, after returning, Shen Jingmo took off his raincoat and went straight into the kitchen without even having time to change his clothes.

As time went by, the other two groups came back one after another.

After changing clothes, everyone went to the awning set up by the program team one by one and sat down in groups.

Song Zhiyuan wrapped his cloak tightly around himself and saw the empty seat beside him. He couldn't help but ask, "Why isn't Jing Mo here?"

"He's such a grown-up, who knows where he went? He'll be here soon." As soon as Song Zhiwei finished speaking, Shen Jingmo came out of the kitchen wearing an apron.

Chen Jingmo was holding a bowl of ginger soup in his hand, and he naturally handed it to Song Zhiyuan, "Everyone got caught in the rain today. The kitchen has made ginger soup for everyone. It's already served. Just go and get it."

Seeing that Shen Jingmo hadn't had time to change his clothes, Song Zhiyuan quickly took the ginger soup from Shen Jingmo and said, "Jingmo, come back and go straight to the kitchen."

"Hurry up and change your clothes to avoid catching a cold." Song Zhiyuan urged.

"Teacher Shen, you are so thoughtful. You even cooked ginger soup for us all." Zhang Rong was frozen today. She went to the kitchen and brought out two bowls of soup, and handed one to her husband.