When Lin Anshu and her four teammates managed to revive the sow in less than half an hour, and it even let out a comfortable grunt, the production crew was speechless.

Why?

Why do these people even know about postpartum care for sows?

Is this even scientifically sound?

ah?

And then there's Qin Yan and the others, who initially disliked the pigsty and the piglets.

As a result, after they finished helping Lin Anshu, they all hugged the piglets and refused to let go.

What else could be more radiant than a loving mother's smile?

Not only were the production team members stunned, but even the viewers watching the live stream were dumbfounded.

"Wow, my Uncle An is really amazing. She really takes good care of the sow."

"Upstairs, is your Uncle An really not a veterinary doctor?"

"Look at that skillful technique, those gentle movements, that professional attitude, all I can say is: Uncle An is awesome!"

"What kind of school teaches even postpartum care for sows? I wonder if it's too late to apply now?"

"Hahaha, so lively and bustling! Look at my brother Tan!"

"At first, his face showed obvious disgust, but now, his face is full of immersive fatherly joy, which is truly astonishing!"

"Hahaha, my brother Tan will definitely be a good father in the future. I just wonder who will be lucky enough to marry him."

"Me, me, me, look at my nickname."

"You shameless upstairs neighbor! I'm Brother Tan's wife!"

"Bullshit, I'm Brother Tan's official girlfriend."

"I'm Brother Tan's personal butler, the kind we eat and sleep together."

"..."

"An'an, you know all this? Amazing!"

Grandpa Li watched as his pig, which had been listless and lethargic, instantly came back to life after being cared for by Lin Anshu and the others.

I was so happy I almost wanted to spin around in circles.

He immediately grinned and gave Lin Anshu a thumbs-up.

"It's nothing special, I just learned it, I'm glad it can help them." Lin Anshu smiled shyly.

Then he continued speaking.

"By the way, Uncle Li, there are a few things to note, let me tell you."

"What kind of pig feeder box?"

"Important notes!" Lin Anshu's voice returned to its previous volume.

"Oh, okay, okay, go ahead, I'll write it down."

"Give her plenty of water and easily digestible food, such as..."

After Lin Anshu finished speaking in detail, she felt her throat was quite hoarse.

It seems we should remind Mr. Li's family to buy him a hearing aid.

Otherwise, communicating with them would be really exhausting.

After receiving the task reward from Grandpa Li, Lin Anshu's group returned along the same route.

At this moment, Chef Jiu also made his dazzling appearance.

However, since he arrived early and there were no ingredients available yet, he and Granny Jiu sat on the rocking chair at Lin Anshu's house to sunbathe.

The two chatted as they lay in rocking chairs, basking in the sun; they looked incredibly relaxed.

When the production team came to invite Ninth Master and started filming him, the comments section erupted in cheers.

"Oh my god, this is the retirement life I envy! Sunshine, a loving spouse, a rocking chair—it looks so comfortable!"

"Ninth Master and Ninth Wife are so yyds!"

"This rocking chair looks really comfortable to lie on; I suddenly want to buy one too."

"Buy, buy, buy! After you buy them, put them on the balcony and then place a small coffee table next to them."

"On the weekend, I can lie there, pick up a book, put on some soft music, eat some fruit, melon seeds, and snacks that are placed next to me, and sip some tea. So blissful!"

"Waaaaah, I want one too, but... my house is too small, I can't fit it in. I can only be envious."

"Gouge out eyes!"

"Note: The rocking chair was made by An-Shu's father. If you want to buy it, you can go to their TaoTao store and queue up."

"Father Lin's bamboo weaving skills are superb, and it is a national intangible cultural heritage. Buying anything from him is a real bargain."

"What? Intangible cultural heritage? Really?"

"Of course it's true. Who would dare to make this up?"

"Then what are we waiting for? Give us the link!"

"The link is here..."

Suddenly, without anyone noticing, a large number of customers flooded into Mr. Lin's peach shop.

At times like these, the chatbot that Lin Xiang had previously made for her came in handy.

The robot can handle any inquiries directly.

After Lin Anshu and the others delivered the ingredients to the kitchen, Ninth Master and Ninth Granny also got up to prepare to go to the kitchen to get busy.

Lin Anshu and the others wanted to go in and help, but Ninth Master wouldn't let them.

So, this group of people could only sit leisurely in the courtyard, drinking tea and chatting.

During this time, Fang Chuan was curious about how comfortable the rocking chair was. After telling Lin Anshu and the others, he tried lying down on it and rocking it a couple of times.

Then, he couldn't bear to get down.

Ugh, this thing is so good at helping me sleep, I almost fell asleep on it.

And when he starts rocking, he forgets everything—the show, the schedule, his anxieties.

He wasn't thinking about anything; he was carefree and at ease.

This is such a great product, I have to buy it!

Just as Lin Anshu's group was halfway through eating their large table of delicious food, Ji Chuan's group finally returned.

They were fine when they went there, but they looked particularly disheveled when they came back.

Seeing Yan Qing covered in mud, Qin Yan was so happy that she ate an extra bowl of rice on the spot.

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