Chapter 137 The Old Man’s Double Standards
[The top star is so humble in front of his sister. It's just a broken potato, but he's so scared.]
[Even your top star is being bullied like this, and you can actually tolerate it. ]
[Speechless! Can Lin Yuan's fans please stop sowing discord in his livestream? We're just willing to watch a top star get bullied. What's wrong with that?]
[Our family's top star is in a miserable state. He has his sister to bully and protect him. Unlike your master, he only knows how to bully his sister.]
Lin Yu'an's fans did not gain any benefit in Song Zhiwei's live broadcast room, but were scolded out of the room in disgrace.
"Root vegetables must be dug deep according to the location of the plants to avoid being damaged. Digging randomly will only waste energy and destroy the food." Song Zhiyuan took the hammer and demonstrated to Song Zhiwei.
Song Zhiyuan dug deep according to the growth position of the plants, using a light hammer. After the potatoes were exposed, Song Zhiyuan gave up the hammer, held the rhizome with one hand and pulled hard. The potatoes were brought out along with the rhizome, and no potatoes were damaged.
Song Zhiyuan looked at Song Zhiwei, "Have you learned it?"
[Why does it feel like I have to hand in homework? It's so stressful.]
[Even through the screen, I could feel the top streamer's panic when being questioned by the teacher.]
Song Zhiwei swallowed his saliva and nodded seriously, "I got it."
[Look at Sister Song harvesting potatoes so simply, not at all like Dingliu and Lin Yuan, who look tired and destroyed all the potatoes.]
【What else is there that Sister Song doesn't understand or know?】
[Sister Song, do you have any tips for growing potatoes? I used to grow them in pots, but they all rotted in the pots.]
[Sister Song, what are some tips for growing flowers? Every time I plant a flower, it dies.]
Netizens in the live broadcast room seemed to have found new ideas and asked Song Zhiyuan their own questions in the barrage.
[Covering my face, this is a live broadcast from the program team. Sisters, if you ask questions here, Sister Song can't see them. You might as well go to the Agricultural University official blog to ask questions and try to get Sister Song to give us some scientific knowledge on planting.]
[The idea above is very good. ]
Everyone rushed to the official blog to comment.
Some careful netizens also discovered that Song Zhiyuan initiated donations to the Women's Federation of Nanqiao Town where they were located through the Internet.
Many netizens donated money and supplies to the mountainous areas through Sister Song.
Next it was Song Zhiwei's turn to practice.
Song Zhiwei followed his sister's instructions and dug deep next to the rhizome, slowly removing the soil to expose the potatoes in the soil and then pulling them up by the roots without damaging the entire potato plant.
Yesterday, many potatoes were damaged by Lin Yuan's team, so my grandparents came over today because they were worried. When they first arrived at the field, they thought they would see the mess like yesterday. Unexpectedly, all the potatoes dug out were intact, with only a few damaged.
Grandma called out, "Stop working and come over here to have a rest. I've made some steamed mung bean cakes for you. Come and try them."
Song Zhiwei and the staff had been working for the whole morning and were already tired. When they heard grandma steaming mung bean cakes, they hurried over.
Grandma opened the foam box containing the mung bean cakes. Hot steam came out and the air was filled with the fresh aroma of mung beans. Grandpa, who was following behind, handed the spoon and bowl to Grandma.
Grandma filled half a bowl and placed it in front of Song Zhiyuan.
After Song Zhiyuan handed the mung bean cake to the staff, she helped her grandmother share it.
After the last one was divided, they sat down on the ground and ate it. "Grandma, the mung bean cake you made is really delicious. This is the first time I have eaten such a sweet mung bean cake."
"Little girl, eat more if you like. We don't have anything valuable here, and we only grow a lot of grains." Grandma said, and scooped another spoonful of mung bean cake into Song Zhiyuan's bowl.
Song Zhiyuan smiled and thanked him, "Thank you, grandma."
[The elderly are really treated differently. Yesterday, Lin Yuan worked all day, and the two elderly people didn't even offer them a sip of water. Today, the top-tier siblings came over and made mung bean cakes for them.]
[The person above is a fan of Lin Yu'an, right? It's not his fault. If Lin Yu'an hadn't exchanged farmland with Sister Song and the others today, the one who would have eaten the mung bean cake would have been Lin Yu'an.]
[Lin Yuan may not be interested in eating it. He dislikes the breakfast that the old man worked so hard to make.]
[No matter what they do, it's still the best for both of them. Sister Song and the others not only don't dislike the old man's mung bean cake, but also eat it very deliciously.]
My brother doesn't want to eat it. The box that packed the mung bean cakes is dirty. Who knows if there are bacteria in them? Will he get a stomachache if he eats them?
[Don't say the grapes are sour because you can't eat them. Even if the box is dirty, it's still cleaner than your mouth.]
While everyone was eating, the old man picked up the leftover potatoes and sweet potatoes in the fields.
At the same time, another group of siblings who were exchanged to site No. 1 also had no suitable tools, so Lin Yuan and Lin Jianing could only pick the peppers by hand.
Lin Yuan picked a basket of peppers and looked at Lin Jianing eagerly, "Sister, these peppers are so spicy that they hurt my hands."
[Your hands hurt from the spiciness, but your sister's hands don't hurt from the spiciness either. How funny.]
Lin Jianing knew that Lin Yu'an would not work properly, "I will continue to pick the peppers, you can take them to the small square."
Lin Jianing now regrets exchanging with a group of guests.
The chili field where a group of families work is indeed light, but it turns out that Song Zhiwei and his team only do so little.
If I had known this, I would have chosen the actor group Peanuts.
"Sister, I'm going to deliver the peppers." Lin Yu'an said as he ran to the edge of the field, poured a basket of peppers into two backpacks, and staggered towards the small square carrying them.
Lin Jianing shouldn't have sent Lin Yu'an out. That would have been like throwing meat at a dog.
[Lin Yuan didn't look like he was working at all, instead he looked more like he was just slacking off.]
Lin Yu'an stayed here and didn't work. I guess Lin Jianing must be annoyed by this.
After eating the mung bean cakes, Song Zhiwei and the director crew were full of energy and spent another afternoon harvesting all the sweet potatoes and potatoes from the two acres of land. The crew took advantage of their energy and worked together to load all the harvested vegetables onto the tractor.
Compared to their pepper fields, grandma's fields are closer to the main road and can be reached by crossing a small path of several hundred meters.
Song Zhiwei and his sister used a tractor to deliver the crops to their grandmother's house.
Song Zhiwei was sweating profusely when he carried the last basket of potatoes back to the yard. Grandpa brought him a new towel and said, "Young man, you must be exhausted. Come over and have a rest."
Grandma brought in freshly cut watermelon and some freshly made vegetable cakes from the small kitchen. "Thanks to your help today, otherwise we would have had to store these for several days. They're not good things, just simple meals. Come and try them while they're hot."
Grandma looked out through the door for a long time, but didn't see anyone else coming. "Aren't they coming?"
"They went back to the production crew." Song Zhiwei wolfed down the vegetable pancakes while patiently explaining to his grandmother.
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