A transparent little author is bound by an unreliable system and transmigrates into the story, landing right in a big shot's embrace.
There is no problem that money cannot solve. In the m...
Lin Ranran was heartbroken to finally hold the little bundle of joy and then let go. But the little one only had eyes for food, calling out, "Auntie~~~"
I don't want to be held right now, I want to finish my mission, I want to release some cute characters~~~
Chu Chu stared wide-eyed at Lan Qingyue, who had put on gloves.
The little one kicked her legs fiercely, so Lin Ranran reluctantly put her down. "Alright, alright, then be careful!"
"Mmm~~~" The little one's feet touched the ground, and she immediately ran towards Lan Qingyue, hugging her legs with both hands, "Mommy, Chuchu wants to pick peanuts too~~~"
What are you doing, pulling up peanuts, you little kid?
Lan Qingyue tapped Chu Chu's forehead and laughed, "You're too weak to pull it out."
"No, no, no~~~" The bald uncle said that whichever group finishes the task first gets to eat meat, and she wants to help so she can eat meat~~~
Lan Qingyue's group was listening to a villager explain peanut harvesting techniques, while the other three groups of guests went to another group to listen to the village chief explain how to harvest rice.
Chen Xueyun was unhappy when she heard that she was assigned to the rice harvesting group. There was still water in the field, and who knew if there were leeches? Besides, she was wearing such expensive shoes, how could she go into the field?
Chen Xueyun protested: "Director, I want to switch crews."
The director, riding a fellow villager's flashy pink electric scooter into the fields: "..."
What's going on? Wasn't he just a few minutes late? What's Chen Xueyun up to now?
The other five people: "..."
They didn't want to switch teams, and they didn't want to be grouped with someone who was late on the first day of the mission.
Yu Qingqing and Guan Zhizhi exchanged a glance and shook their heads.
Lin Ranran held Lan Qingyue's hand tightly; her actions had already said it all—only Si Yiming, the grown man, remained.
Simin: "..."
It's too difficult. He's a grown man, he can team up with anyone, but he's the only male guest. The reason he chose to team up with Lan Qingyue is because his wife, Jiang Chenhan, is a fan of Lan Qingyue. He can complete the task with his wife's fan, and he'll have something to brag about when he gets back. It'll be enough for him to brag about for a year. Just thinking about it makes him happy!
Siming thought to himself, "This is too difficult, too difficult, this is too difficult for me." Chen Xueyun turned her gaze to him, the only one who hadn't spoken up, and said, "How about we switch?"
The situation was a bit tense. The guests were free to choose their teams, and the director couldn't interfere. He could only look at a wampee tree not far away and swallow his saliva. The wampee was already ripe, with a deep yellow skin, and bunches of them hung heavily down. The sweet and sour taste was already filling his mouth. It was so tempting.
Simin gritted his teeth and chose to concede, "Fine, I'll go harvest the rice."
Chen Xueyun immediately smiled and replied, "Okay."
Lin Ranran glanced at Chen Xueyun speechlessly, thinking to herself, "Have you gotten addicted to being a director's wife and acting like a diva? You think the world revolves around you? If you're so capable, why don't you go to heaven and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun!"
Now that the groups had been formed, the guests got to work. Chen Xueyun pulled Liang Xiyu to the peanut field, while Lan Qingyue pulled Chu Chu back from following Si Yiming and the others into the field, saying, "Little dumpling, ours is over here."
Chu Chu, who was completely bewildered: "..."
She can't play in the water, but she wants to go to the fields and play in the mud.
Lan Qingyue placed Chuchu on the edge of the field and told her to sit still and not run around. The little girl nodded her head, her eyes never looking at Lan Qingyue. She kept looking at the bunches of yellow-skinned fruit, the stream, and the harvester next door. Her big eyes were full of curiosity.