Lu Jingchu and Shen Shiqing worked together, one cooking and the other tending the fire, and they were very efficient. Breakfast was ready in no time.
The two carried the dishes out of the kitchen one in front of the other and called Grandma Lin to eat together.
Grandma Lin was feeding the chickens in the backyard. They were probably starving, as the chickens were clucking incessantly.
Grandma Lin took advantage of the time while feeding the chickens to collect several more eggs.
Wash your hands before eating.
Stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork, fresh mushroom soup, and seasonal vegetables make for a satisfying breakfast.
Lu Jingchu said that this was all she could do.
But Shen Shiqing and Grandma Lin both praised his cooking skills after tasting it, and they ate every last bit of breakfast.
"Little Lu's cooking is much better than mine!"
"Teacher Lu and Grandma's cooking is delicious!!!!" Shen Shiqing said, her eyes shining as she looked at Lu Jingchu.
Lu Jingchu said they were being too kind to him.
After finishing their meal and talking for a while, the two of them started working in the fields once they had digested their food.
They had never done farm work before, but they became interested and wanted to help Grandma Lin with some of the work. If they were quick, they could help Grandma Lin finish sowing that plot of land today.
Grandma Lin couldn't refuse them, so she demonstrated for them. They learned quickly and soon got the hang of it.
The soil was turned over yesterday, so it's not as hard as before; it's now loose and soft, making it suitable for planting.
The ditches have been dug and the ridges are stable. The remaining tasks of digging holes, spreading fertilizer, sowing seeds, and closing the holes can be completed in one go.
Lu Jingchu dug the hole and planted the seeds, while Shen Shiqing spread fertilizer. They returned to the hole, each performing their respective duties.
The weather was kind; the clouds covered the sun, so they wouldn't get sunburned. It was just a bit hot, and their sweat dripped into the soil and seeped in.
Wow, this process...it's exactly the same as when I was a kid doing farm work with my grandparents!
[I never expected to see a big star farming here, hahaha, how amazing!]
[What a lovely farmhouse! It makes me want to experience it myself!!!]
[Sigh, farm work is exhausting. It sounds easy, but it's really tough when you're doing it. My back and waist ache, I'm telling you.]
[They have this vibe of a farming couple, hahaha! If they were to make a farming story, they'd definitely get a piece of the action!!]
[Speaking of which, why doesn't the Chinese entertainment industry come up with a show where celebrities go farming? I think it would be really interesting, hahaha.]
【agree! ! ! ! 】
[Seconded!!!]
Song Zhihuai carried his backpack and walked into the jungle, thinking of finding some wild fruits and game to eat.
He's writing things he wouldn't normally even glance at, but now he's eagerly hoping to see them.
At least it can fill my stomach.
A large tree appeared before us, laden with fruit.
"Maybe I can eat it," Song Zhihuai thought.
Give him a try.
So he picked up several stones, intending to throw them up, hoping some fruit would fall.
But this throw—
"Aa ...
The piercing cry pierced through layers of leaves, startling a flock of birds that soared into the sky.
Shi Xia: What was that sound just now...? It sounded so terrible...
Du Hewen: Seriously? So timid in broad daylight??
Qin Shiyue: Who is it, disturbing my sleep, damn it!!!
Shen Shiqing: I was too far away to hear.
Lu Jingchu: I'm working, don't call me.
Xing Jianan: Down the mountain, who's shooting birds?
Wen Xinran: I only care about myself.
Xia Chun: I'm at home now, no camera, thinking about cardamom.
[Holy crap... wait, what's that?! ...
[A dark, indistinct mass, an ant nest???]
[It doesn't look like one to me—it looks more like—a hornet's nest!!!]
[Is Song Zhihuai planning to throw fruit down...? I hope he doesn't throw it into a hornet's nest...]
Wish him luck...
The next second...
It was Song Zhihuai's scream echoing through the jungle, pursued relentlessly by a swarm of wasps...
On the ground was the hornet's nest he had thrown down, and now the hornets were chasing him out of the nest.
He was going 17 miles per hour, but he still couldn't outrun a winged wasp.
Within ten minutes, he was defeated, with wasps leaving marks on his hands, feet, and of course, his face.
A kiss from some wasps...
He frantically pulled out a signal flare and fired it, essentially giving up.
Within two minutes, the production crew and accompanying medical staff, along with the bee catchers, arrived at the scene.
The production team had a bad feeling when they saw the hornet's nest.
This is certainly not a good thing for Song Zhihuai.
So we made all the necessary preparations and immediately headed to the jungle.
Sure enough, Song Zhihuai really stirred up a hornet's nest.
Although the medical staff arrived in time and he covered his face with his hands, there were inevitably some gaps, and his face was still swollen into a small pig's head.
I knew it... he'd stir up a hornet's nest...
Hey ladies upstairs... do you know how many times your jinxing has actually worked...?
[It's so pitiful, but I'm sorry, it's also really funny!!!]
[Sorry I laughed. Please forgive me, Buddha, Bodhisattva, Jade Emperor, and God. Amen.]
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Okay, actually it's quite cute...like a little bee, hahaha.
Wishing him a speedy recovery (hands clasped together). I'm a good person.
Song Zhihuai was carried away.
This incident even became a trending topic.
The comments were polarized: some called him stupid, others pitied him, and of course, some found it funny—there was a wide range of opinions.
An elderly man sat in the main seat of an old house, watching the scene playing on the television. His hand holding his cane trembled slightly, and his face showed an expression of uncontrollable anger.
"Call him and tell him to get back here!!! What a useless piece of trash, making such a fool of himself!!!! I think he doesn't even want to be the heir anymore!!!!"
"Yes, Chairman." The butler standing to the side actually went to make a phone call.
...
Lu Jingchu and Shen Shiqing worked on the farm until after 1 a.m. Because they had eaten breakfast late, they weren't hungry and even felt they could work a little longer, but there was no more room for them to work.
Grandma Lin had already called them back.
The clothes from last night had dried by now, so the two of them took turns showering and felt instantly refreshed.
When they came out, Grandma Lin had already prepared the meal.
Shen Shiqing could tell at a glance that this was not a simple matter.
The table was laden with chicken, prepared in all sorts of ways, there was something for everyone.
Shen Shiqing gestured to Lu Jingchu with his eyes—
They both knew that this was the highest standard of hospitality they had to offer to guests here—it required killing at least two chickens—free-range chickens raised in the countryside, all-natural and pollution-free, the kind you couldn't buy anywhere else.
Grandma Lin really treated them as important guests.
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