The Fake Heiress Returns to the Village to Farm, the Real Tycoons Bitterly Regret Their Folly

Xia Wu died, and then she lived again. Only then did she realize that her absurd life was just a story.

She was the fake heiress in a true-and-fake heiress plot, a grey sparrow who usurped th...

Chapter 101 The Power of Long Videos

Chapter 101 The Power of Long Videos

Xia Wu likes spicy food, but when eating barbecue, he is concerned about the presence of many elderly people and children, so he cannot eat anything too spicy. The fried crayfish and snails are not very spicy.

As there were too many people to eat, Xia Wu called Yang Shuhua the next day after sending Xu Li away, asked him where to go to catch crayfish, and then went there with a net.

Yang Guojun personally took action and prepared half a basin of snails and crayfish for his daughter, and then took out a bottle of plum wine and put it in the well water to cool it down. In the evening, the family sat in the yard, closed the door and had another delicious meal.

The drone I bought for my brother arrived. The brother and sister studied it for more than an hour, successfully tested it, and took a video.

It is very interesting to look down at the earth from the sky, especially when shooting from above Yantou Mountain. Xia Wu saw that his mountaintop was lush and green, and there were hot springs. It was so beautiful.

While having a barbecue at home in the evening, Yang Hongwen used a drone to take remote photos of their courtyard, gradually moving upwards to capture a panoramic view of Yanggou Village at night.

At this point, Xia Wu had barely completed the missing shots for the video.

That night, Xia Wu worked overtime again and edited the video overnight. After confirming that there was no problem, he uploaded it to the Kuaishou platform, then turned off the lights and went to bed to sleep, all in one go.

Ten minutes later, the video passed the review and was uploaded successfully.

It's like a leaf falling silently into the ocean, drifting with the waves. Suddenly, a drop of rain falls, and slowly the raindrops become more and more. The leaf is pushed forward, like a ship riding the wind and waves.

Netizens on the Internet are the waves that push the ship forward.

Xia Wu hadn't posted a long video for a long time. When her fans saw the update, they thought it was a short video. They liked it in the first second and opened the comment section to leave a message in the second. The whole process was smooth and smooth. Almost a minute passed and the video was not swiped away.

At this time, they looked carefully and saw the progress bar below: fifty-six minutes.

"Am I seeing things? Fifty-six minutes!??"

"Isn't it said that in a society where materialism is rampant, people have no patience for watching long videos?"

"I like to watch Xia Xia's videos no matter how long they are. If you don't like them, get out."

"Love to watch +1, love to watch +10086."

"The theme of this issue is summer. I love summer the most!"

"I'm really curious about who Xia Xia's photographer is. The photos are amazing. Every time I watch them, it feels like I'm watching a movie. Any screenshot is beautiful. (Picture)"

“Very Kitano Takeshi style.”

"Shooting style like Michael Freeman."

"Okay, okay, I'm going to turn off the barrage and watch it carefully. After I'm done, I'll turn on the barrage and watch it again."

At the hottest time of the day, the sun was blinding and the breeze blew through the branches of the poplar trees. An old bicycle was leaning against the outer wall of a small shop. An old man with dark skin and wrinkles in his face, wearing a sweatshirt, sat in the shade with his legs crossed, smoking. His eyes met the camera, and they were deep, as if penetrating the lens and looking into the unknown distance.

Someone is playing cards under the shade of a tree. The sound of cards being played and shouted is like the sound heard from next door after waking up from a nap. The sound of playing cards, a few cicadas chirping, and the background sound like white noise. The camera moves up and slowly overlooks the silent village.

The cicadas' chirping became more and more restless, and two words appeared on the screen - Summer.

"Auntie, are you going to work?"

"Uh huh, where are you going?"

The dialogue begins before the scenery appears on the screen.

"Let's go fishing for crayfish in the creek."

A man appeared in the camera. He was in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was wearing a loose red old man's shirt with a few peeling words printed on the front: Donghua Town Middle School; he was wearing matching white sports shorts. He was carrying a bucket and a bamboo fishing rod in his hands, and a scoop net on his shoulder.

"You young people really know how to eat it. Crayfish has little meat and a hard shell. I don't know who discovered that it's edible, and it tastes pretty good."

"Go quickly and finish the work quickly. Don't delay your work."

"We'll clean it up and cook it for you guys tonight."

A few simple conversations pointed out what Yang Shuhua was going to do next, and that he was going to hold a barbecue party tonight. After the two said goodbye, the early morning countryside slowly unfolded in front of netizens from Yang Shuhua's perspective.

Small white flowers grew on the water hyacinths in the ditch, dragonflies were resting on the leaves, and steam was rising from the surface of the river in the distance. Yang Shuhua's destination was a pond, most of the water surface of the pond was occupied by water plants. When the camera swept over, a lot of red crawling on the dark green water plants.

Looking more closely, they were all crayfish.

Yang Shuhua randomly found a spot, reached out to the edge of the pond to pick up a few snails, forcefully opened the snails, took out the snail meat, and hung it on the fishhook. He only needed to shake the snail meat in front of the crayfish, and the crayfish would raise its claws to clamp the snail meat.

In this way, Yang Shuhua fished for lobsters very quickly, and he even felt that it was not fast enough, so he picked up the landing net and caught all the crayfish near the shore.

The scoop net rolled up with the sound of splashing water, and the camera sank into the water, bubbling. When it surfaced, the perspective had already shifted to the well and the courtyard.

Several women were washing things, and the picked vegetables were piled casually on the open space nearby. Foam boxes and packing tapes were piled under the eaves not far away, and some foldable chairs were leaning against the wall.

"We're here, get off the bus, don't be in a hurry!"

A rough male voice sounded, and Wang Yuexia, who was boiling freshly ground soy milk at the stove, quickly put down the work in her hands, casually wiped the water on her apron, and walked out of the yard.

She helped Yang Guofeng open the bucket cart and carefully took the old man down.

Some elderly people are old, but their legs and feet are still very convenient and they just need support.

Some elderly people, such as her two mothers-in-law, need to use wheelchairs, so they need to take out Yang Guojun’s specially made wheelchairs to go down the slope and push them down carefully.

Others also came forward to help, and soon more than a dozen elderly people were taken in.

The old people went to the yard and took their own bowls and chopsticks. Wang Yuexia ground several buckets of soy milk with a stone mill early in the morning. In addition to drinking it, she could also make tofu and have it as a side dish for barbecue in the evening, saving the trouble of buying it.

While we were eating, more and more elderly people came from outside. Not all of them needed to be picked up. Those who could walk by themselves came after finishing their housework.

After dinner, the old people took the initiative to move their stools and start working for the day. Their task was to check the freshly picked vegetables, and after confirming that there were no problems, pick out the yellow and bad leaves, weigh them, and pack them.

The old people worked slowly. Some took out their radios and played music, while others sat together and chatted about family matters.

The camera recorded it truthfully.

In the smoke of steaming soy milk, the picture changed again.

It was an even earlier time, only four or five o'clock, and the sky was not yet completely bright. Qiu Lan got dressed and walked out of the house, covering her twin children with quilts. She fetched well water to wash her face, patted her face, combed her hair, and rode her electric scooter out.

Qiu Lan's destination is the vegetable garden in Yantou Mountain. She has a heavy task today. She has to pick a lot of vegetables and distribute them to the middle school in the town. She also has to pick vegetable packages purchased by netizens, so she has to get up early.

There were six or seven other female vegetable pickers like her. When they arrived at the vegetable field, Qiu Lan was the last one to arrive. After greeting everyone and confirming the amount of vegetables that had been picked, Qiu Lan went to the other side of the vegetable field to start working.

While working, the women talked about their children, their grades, their health, and the barbecue party tonight. The children were all looking forward to it.

The first twenty minutes capture the daily lives of some villagers in Yanggou Village. It is these ordinary shots that make up everyone's day.

The day dawned for the vegetable pickers, and then it got dark again. The courtyard by the well was brightly lit, and the villagers who had worked hard all day gathered in the courtyard. The courtyard was filled with the smell of life.

Some were grilling skewers at the barbecue grill, some were setting the table, some were serving drinks, and some were cooking. Everyone was busy but in an orderly manner. Then, one dish after another was served to the long table, and the elderly were helped by the young people to sit at the table.

The dinner began, and the delicious food and laughter filled the entire courtyard, making people feel warm in their hearts.

When the old man, who was over 70 years old, played the instrument, the crowd became quiet on their own. When they listened carefully, only the old man's simple and ancient voice could be heard in the mobile phone. One piece of music after another was sung spontaneously by the villagers.

The summer fireworks exploded in the pot, but also extended, bloomed and flashed among this group of passionate rural people.

The camera moves upwards, constantly upwards, to the dark night, the deep mountains, the cheerful people, and the peace and prosperity of the country.

The long video, like a movie, slowly came to an end, the screen went black, but the sound continued.

"Why did you come back? Isn't it better to be in a big city?"

Yang Shuhua's voice rang out, and he said lightly, "Hey, sure, of course, but I don't have a home in a big city."

"Don't you regret coming back? From working in an office to doing odd jobs now, won't people say you wasted your time studying?"

"Why are you saying that, brother? Did you eat too much crayfish and get mercury poisoning and become stupid?" Out of sight, Yang Shuhua ruffled Zhao Jing's hair. "Your life is your own. Whoever wants to say it can say it. Look at you now, how happy you are!"

The video stops abruptly at that happy comment.

The people in the video are happy, but the netizens who watched it feel lost. Is that it?

Before watching it, they thought 56 ​​minutes was a bit long, but after watching it, they thought: "Only 56 minutes? A whole day has 24 hours!"

Xia Xia, please tell me the length of the video!

How interesting!

Yanggou Village is definitely a paradise, right?

But some netizens also have doubts.

Someone asked in the comments section: "I don't understand. Those elderly people are so old, why do we still have to force them to work? How much do they get paid per day? Isn't it better to just do square dancing at home?"

Someone quickly responded with a lengthy comment: "? Let me put a question mark first, let you interpret it yourself. As someone who has visited Yanggou Village three times, I'm answering you. First, the average age of these elderly people is around 65. They're all farmers with no pension. The only streetlight in Yanggou Village is a small open space in front of the village committee; the rest of the place is pitch black. How can they square dance? There are even elderly people in wheelchairs here. Do they not square dance because they don't like it?"

"Secondly, it's not about forcing them to work. It's the kindness of blogger Xia Xia, who provides three meals a day for these elderly people left behind whose children and grandchildren are not at home. To repay her, the elderly do what they can, and Xia Xia is happy to do it. Did you see the man driving these elderly people in the video? That's their village secretary, and the village secretary supports her."

"Finally, as someone who's been there three times, I sincerely recommend everyone to visit Yanggou Village! Aside from the lack of B&Bs and the inconvenience of accommodation, everything else is great! The people are nice! The scenery is beautiful! The food is great! If you can't imagine what a paradise is like, go to Yanggou Village and you'll find out!"

This long comment was pushed to the top, and the number of likes increased rapidly, almost equal to the number of likes for Xia Wu's video.

Many netizens expressed their views, some supported this explanation, while others were more confused. Netizens who posted long comments almost responded to every question.

Of course, some people pay attention to different things.

"Does anyone know the name of the song the old man is singing in the video? It made me cry. How can anyone understand it if I keep scrolling to listen?"

"Me too! Wait until I make a pure enjoyment version and release it! Listen to it every day!"

"Waiting for the Pure Enjoyment Edition!"

"Wow, where is this place? There are so many wild crayfish. It looks so exciting to fish for them. I can't contain my thirst anymore. Come to the address quickly!"

"I recommend all anglers visit Yanggou Village! There are so many fish! They're so delicious! And you won't go home empty-handed!"

"No empty-handed?" Lu Guodong was also watching the video at this time. Influenced by his wife Shen Leyan, they had taken their two children to Yanggou Village for a trip once. After returning, their sons' personalities had improved a lot, so the couple both became addicted to Xia Xia's videos.

The couple plans to rent a house in Donghua Town during the summer vacation and live there for a while. When they can't go there for the time being, they can only watch videos to satisfy their curiosity.

Seeing netizens say that fishing in Yanggou Village is not empty-handed, Lu Guodong was so angry that he laughed. So what did he fish that day? Was he lonely?

No matter what, different people gain different things from watching this video and can express their own opinions.

When Xia Wu woke up, the background could no longer be cleared, and new red dots would pop up after it was cleared.

She no longer cares about it. As long as the number of views reaches a certain level, she just collects the money.

The village started to reclaim wasteland again, and Xia Wu was not to be outdone. There was still a lot of unused land on the mountain, and vegetables could be planted at any time.

However, her work focus is still on the large quantities of fruits that are about to mature on the mountain.

The loquats are ripe, which is a good thing. Xia Wu did not sell them on a large scale. He planned to keep some for himself and boil the rest into loquat paste.

Since last year, the loquats on the mountain have played a big role, from loquat leaves to loquat honey, everything is good. Old man Yang thought that these good things could be used as medicine, so he asked Xia Wu to save some for him to make loquat paste for emergency use.

There are only a dozen loquat trees on the mountain, left by the previous owner of the mountain. They don't bear many fruits, and there are not enough to make them into paste.

But apricots are different. Xia Wu planted thirty or forty apricot trees, each bearing at least one or two hundred fruits, with the branches full of bright yellow apricots. These apricot trees are old, and their trunks are weak. Xia Wu had to have people prop up the branches to prevent them from bending.

While she was busy with the trivialities of real life, her long video was still affecting more and more people at the speed of a hurricane.