The carriage didn't stay quiet for long before it became lively again. Luan Yining occasionally responded with a few words, but her gaze kept glancing to her side. Seeing that Qi Yan's expression was still listless, she lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while before taking out her phone, sending a good news message, and handing it to Qi Yan.
Qi Yan was stunned, then turned to look at Luan Yining.
Luan Yining didn't look at him, her tone indifferent: "You've met him before."
Qi Yan's eyes flickered slightly. Was this compensation for misunderstanding him?
He gave a curt "oh" and honestly took the phone, browsing through the person's profile and Moments.
Shan Song and Tong Zhao exchanged a quick glance and continued their conversation: "Let's buy a cast iron pot that we can put in the fireplace, as well as tin foil and a grill."
"You can buy some sweet potatoes, chestnuts, and pumpkin; they taste good roasted."
"We need to buy eggs too..."
"Let's buy two chickens!" Jiang Li suggested.
Rong Mo patted his head: "Buy it!"
The four of them ignored the subtle atmosphere between Qi Yan and Luan Yining and chatted all the way. The half-hour drive passed in the blink of an eye, and they arrived at their destination.
Jiang Li circled the parking lot twice before finding a spot: "Looks like there are quite a few people here today."
"It's 5 o'clock, it'll get even more crowded soon, we need to hurry."
"It's a good thing Qin Chong and the others didn't come, otherwise, with their popularity, they would have been surrounded in the supermarket."
"Let's wear masks too! Let's turn off the live streaming equipment first."
The group went straight to bedding upon entering the supermarket. After some haggling, they bought four sets of three-piece bedding and pillows for 1,800 yuan.
Jiang Li walked briskly back to the car with the groceries she had bought: "They're so cheap! Each set is only 450 yuan when split evenly. Now I can buy more food!"
Qi Yan chuckled: "All you ever think about is eating."
This was no longer the frostbitten cabbage. Jiang Li looked at the Alpha with surprise at his ever-changing expression, but in a good mood, she didn't bother with him. She just gave a disdainful "tsk" and skipped off to find Rong Mo.
The three groups of people split up without prior arrangement. The supermarket recommended by Luan Yining was indeed good quality and inexpensive. In just over an hour, everyone returned to the car one after another with several large bags in their hands. The trunk was not even full, and the middle of the back seat was also piled up. Several people were still holding a few small bags in their hands.
Shan Song shared some of the food that Tong Zhao had bought in the deli section with the group: "It'll be too late to cook dinner back home, so eat something while it's still warm to tide you over."
After a lot of exercise in the afternoon, everyone was quite hungry. So, without being too polite, we took out what we had bought and shared it on the small table, having a simple meal on the bus.
When they returned, it was already late. After thinking for a moment, Shan Song decided to let Tong Zhao stay in room number 1: "We'll stay here for the night. You go and play with Jiang Li for a while. I'll go pack my things."
There were no lights on in the cabin, and Tong Zhao was worried that Shan Song would fall in the dark, so she looked at him and said, "Let's clean up tomorrow. We still need to install a fireplace. We'll clean up after they've finished installing it."
Shan Song smiled and said, "There's still half an hour of live streaming left. We need to prepare for the live stream to come back."
Tong Zhao exclaimed "Ah," patted his head, and stood up: "Okay, then I'll go and provide you with light."
This time, Shan Song didn't refuse and took Tong Zhao's hand.
Haven't they thought about interacting with the live chat yet?
[We were supposed to interact this afternoon, it's already evening, and the Alpha's mouth...]
[The live stream is about to end.]
[Oh, can someone remind them?!]
[You all seem so eager. Do you even remember we came here to criticize him?]
Are there two groups of people?
No! It must be part of a whole batch!
As expected by the viewers, Tong Zhaolin actually thought of his long-lost audience friends when he went out. He stood there for a while, then silently returned and picked up his tablet, which had been lying dormant for a long time.
After a day, the battery still had more than half left. Tong Zhao felt that she had indeed been a bit unprofessional.
Shan Song raised an eyebrow slightly when he saw what he was holding. Tong Zhao coaxed him softly, "I'm only working for a little while. I won't read the negative comments. It's almost the end of the day, so I have to put on a good show."
Not wanting to interfere with his wife's work, Shan Song turned and took a deep look at the camera, then casually snatched the tablet from Tong Zhao's hand: "Let me take a look first."
The audience in the live stream was horrified by his gaze.
【wipe!】
【——Green Livestream Room——】
Prosperity, Democracy, Civility, and Harmony
Prosperity, Democracy, Civility, and Harmony
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In just one day, most viewers in the live chat, under Shan Song's deliberate guidance, figured out the personality of a certain Alpha. I don't know who started it, but polite language flooded the screen in an instant.
Shan Song stared intently at it, noting how opportunistic he was, and reluctantly handed the tablet to Tong Zhao with a hint of satisfaction: "Let's chat for a while, that should be enough."
"Okay." Tong Zhao responded obediently, then kissed Shan Song's cheek to comfort him before looking down at the screen. She was immediately struck by the screen's display of core socialist values: "..."
I feel that Shan Song has the potential to become the first person to tame the barrage comments.
Once the live stream was no longer under Shan Song's watchful eye, the chat returned to normal.
[Phew~ Is this the pressure of censorship?]
[Could it be that Tong Zhao deliberately chose a jinx as her husband to participate in this show?]
Does Shan Song really have no criminal record?
Tong Zhao glanced at the comment and pursed her lips: "He may look fierce, but he's actually a good person."
[...What a weak explanation.]
[Beep! Friend card!]
[It turns out she has a beautiful wife and baby!]
Tong Zhao couldn't tell if this was an insult or sarcasm, so she skipped it and explained again: "Shan Song is very gentle, and he gets along well with everyone."
"Qi Yan? He's my younger brother, not by blood, but we're very close."
"It was a minor conflict. Qi Yan is 22, and he's the youngest."
"Let's go pack up the things we bought tonight. The cabin doesn't have heating, so we'll have to stay at Ali's place tonight."
Tong Zhao rarely saw such harmonious comments, and her tense nerves relaxed, so she explained a few more comments.
Shan Song looked at him for a while, then suddenly walked around to the front of the man, bent down and wrapped his arm around his neck: "Get on."
Seeing that he was stunned, she explained, "It's easy to trip over when you're carrying something."
Urged on by Shan Song, Tong Zhao slowly climbed onto his back.
Looking at the comments section again, it was now filled with rows of ellipses.
Whether it's acting or not, I can't take it anymore.
Aren't you two tired of each other?
[I give up, you two are the sweetest, okay? Please stop acting.]
[Hey, what are you saying? We're not broadcasting anymore.]
Tong Zhao pursed her lips and, as expected, remained silent.
【…Don't follow your husband's example!!】
[Serves you right for saying that!]
We really won't scold you. Let's talk about how loving you and your husband are.
Qin Chong's fans, who had just entered the live stream, were about to start cursing when they saw a screen full of complaints and were suddenly confused. Why was this live stream so subservient?
No matter how mournful the live stream was, the first day of the live stream came to an end. Tong Zhao packed up the equipment, walked back to Shan Song and whispered, "The viewers in the live stream are all so afraid of you!"
"Isn't that good?" Shan Song raised his palms, which were dirty from gathering firewood, turned around and hugged his wife with his arm: "I'll play the bad cop and let them direct their fire at me, so they won't always pick on my Zhao Zhao, the soft persimmon."
Why has he become such a pushover again? Tong Zhao pouted, hugged Shan Song's waist and rubbed against him. He felt like a giant hand warmer, and with him around, the cabin shouldn't be too cold.
Tong Zhao was lost in thought for a while before saying, "I felt they were much friendlier than they were during the day."
"Hmm, the results were good today, but the overall quality still needs improvement. I'll try harder."
Are you going to give them military training?
Tong Zhao blinked quickly: "Where can I find information on 'training' netizens?"
“Now we have it,” Shan Song said with a smile.
Tong Zhao was speechless. She glanced through the window and saw the light from the small second floor not far away. She changed the subject and said, "Are we going to see Qi Yan and the others later? They seemed a little strange in the car just now, but they seemed to be getting along quite well."
"Never mind him, Professor Luan can make him happy the whole way by just saying a few words to him, there's no need for us to watch over him."
“That’s true,” Tong Zhao said. “Then let’s go back to find A-Li. He said he’d come to chat with us tonight.”
"He really has a lot of energy!" Shan Song exclaimed.
Tong Zhao suppressed a laugh: "It's very interesting. He lives a lively and exciting life all by himself."
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