Qi Yan woke up early, still full of energy, and greeted Jiang Li with a smile: "Good morning!"
"..." Jiang Li subconsciously moved away a little: "No matter who you are, get off him first!"
"I'll share some of the porridge I cooked with you. Eat it while it's hot." Qi Yan put down a small clay pot, not angry at all, and walked away humming a tune.
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Jiang Li watched his retreating figure, her face contorting for a moment. It seemed the temperature drop today had damaged his brain!
Stepping into the kitchen, Rong Mo and Shan Song were preparing breakfast, but A Zhao was not there.
Rong Mo saw the small head at the kitchen doorway and put down the knife in his hand: "Who just came here?"
"It's Qi Yan! I'm so happy, like I found money on the street!" Jiang Li leaned close to Rong Mo and asked for a piece of sausage.
Dan Song raised an eyebrow and turned around to look: "Happy?"
"Of course! Do you know what he said to me? He actually said good morning to me!" Jiang Li chewed, her voice muffled but unable to hide her surprise: "Is it really not a case of being possessed? This is too bizarre."
Rong Mo stuffed another piece of steak into his mouth and said with a smile, "Looks like Professor Luan has coaxed you back tonight."
Dan Song also felt that way.
"What's so good about it? Ah Ning is just too soft-hearted," Jiang Li said, puffing out her cheeks. After swallowing the meat, she tossed out a question: "I'm going to find Ah Zhao. Is he awake?"
"He's awake. Remind him to wear more clothes," Shan Song said while cracking eggs.
Jiang Li had already left the kitchen, but she leaned back in and added, "No problem, just add an egg, I want it soft-boiled."
Dan Song turned his back and made a gesture with his hand behind his back.
Rong Mo turned his head. Did he really trust his Ah Li that much? Didn't he think Ah Li had stolen his wife away just yesterday?
Shan Song suddenly turned his head and said, "Jiang Li's personality is worth learning from. Being too obedient makes you easy to be bullied."
"What kind of personality?" Rong Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.
After thinking for a moment, Shan Song said tactfully, "You have a personality that's obviously not one to suffer losses."
He was going to say something like, "Maybe it's a bit... arrogant and domineering?"
After seeing how Rong Mokuai let people ride on his neck without complaint yesterday, Shan Song felt that Jiang Li's ability to develop such a personality must have some merit from her upbringing.
Unexpectedly, Rong Mo turned around and said seriously, "Ah Li is very well-behaved." The little fox is the most sensible, and she even acts cute sometimes. How is she arrogant?
Dan Song hesitated for a moment, making sure he wasn't joking. Where did he get that idea? His wife seemed much more obedient, didn't she?
He said it aloud, even though he thought it that way.
Rong Mo had an incredibly high opinion of his wife, and upon hearing this, he frowned in displeasure: "Can you even fry an egg? Get out of the way."
"..." He really doesn't know how to do that.
Dan Song opened his mouth and then closed it again, suddenly feeling empathy for his poor younger brother from yesterday.
[Shan Song plays me.]
[I laughed so hard I almost threw up. Ah Li is so well-behaved, how can anyone have such a strong "wife filter" on them?!]
[My goodness, what childish people!]
I just said they were mature men!
[A "mature man" who throws a tantrum because he wants to see whose wife is more obedient]
This inexplicable temper tantrum lasted until breakfast was over, and with the combined efforts of Jiang Li and Tong Zhao, the two barely made up.
At 9 o'clock sharp, the production team arrived and gave them today's tasks. Tong Zhao looked at the task card: "Today's random tasks have been changed to indoors. There are a few small games that test the couples' teamwork. You can accumulate points. Each group can complete them independently." This task seems a bit easy?
It was obvious that Qi Yan had changed it, probably because of Luan Yining. Dan Song didn't care, rested his head on Tong Zhao's shoulder, and glanced at it. The daily tasks were the same as originally planned.
"We need to write down the furniture or other household items we need. The production team will evaluate them and rank them by difficulty. Each item will correspond to a different task. By completing different tasks, we will get corresponding points to redeem. Excess points can be exchanged for money."
"Every day, each group is ranked according to the quantity and quality of the tasks they complete. The first and second place receive 1,000 yuan, and the third and fourth place receive 500 yuan."
Tong Zhao said, "The daily tasks will be officially announced this afternoon. Let's complete the random tasks first, change our items, and go decorate the house. We can go to the mountain to collect some firewood first."
Dansong redeemed a fireplace yesterday using furniture vouchers. An external fireplace can be installed in a few hours, but it requires too much wood, and there's no time to go out and collect it every day. It's best to buy some ready-made wood.
"In the afternoon, we'll choose a task to complete outside and order a batch of firewood. I checked the price, and we'll need it for ten days. At 30 kilograms a day, that's 300 kilograms. The price should be around 400 to 600 yuan per ton. However, since we're buying less, the price will probably be a bit higher. With labor and transportation costs, we'll only have less than 500 yuan left. We'll have to rely on the game to earn some more."
Shan Song pulled his wife, who was meticulously planning, closer, glanced at Tong Zhaoji's memo, and tapped the screen with his finger: "Don't you like fragrant wood? Pick a few more types, and we'll make it back by completing a few more tasks this afternoon."
Tong Zhao blinked slowly, her eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes, and gently tugged at the hem of her single-layered robe.
Dan Song took the game props prepared by the production team with his left hand, lowered his head slightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tong Zhao tilted her head slightly and kissed Shan Song's chin.
Dan Song's eyes curved slightly at the corners, giving a slightly more subtle reciprocal gesture.
[Doing all this first thing in the morning!]
[I remember your ID above, you've been waiting here today!]
[...Aren't you one too?]
Doesn't anyone think Tong Zhao is quite virtuous?
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[Could you ask Qi Yan and Luan Yining what happened last night?]
Tong Zhao and the others didn't have the habit of watching the live comments, so they naturally didn't know that Qi Yan had already evolved into a snail Alpha.
When Qi Yan brought food to Jiang Li, he was already in the second stage of excitement. Before that, he had already mopped upstairs and downstairs, cleaned every nook and cranny of the bathroom, including the toilet, and even polished the stair railings until they were shiny and smooth.
They even started their live stream before 7 a.m., letting netizens watch it numbly for a full two hours.
"Wasn't this supposed to be the young master's? He's so skilled at this."
It's a shame she's not doing housekeeping with that skill.
Honestly, when I watched the trailer, I thought Luan Yining wouldn't have much of a say in the marriage.
[I'm starting to regret voting for the arranged marriage group.]
[Is he just livestreaming to show us him doing housework?]
Qi Yan continued working diligently until Luan Yining came out of the room. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then Qi Yan began the third stage of his concern and care.
[...]
[Professor Luan, should you check if the child has a high fever?]
Luan Yining was indeed puzzled by Qi Yan's condition. She reached out and touched Qi Yan's forehead, confirming that he was fine.
Under Qi Yan's piercing gaze, he sighed for the first time that morning: "You can shut up for a while."
Qi Yan sat up straight and said, as if to take credit, "I've been broadcasting for two hours now. You can go to work in a little while!"
What are you saying? I don't understand.
[Was your big clean-up just now part of the live stream?]
Why doesn't it count?
Luan Yining's brow twitched, and she looked up at the tablet on the kitchen island.
Last night, Qi Yan finally pushed his luck a little and snatched Luan Yining's computer away close to midnight, promising to give him plenty of time to work today.
Unexpectedly, the space was cleared in this way. While Qi Yan was serving the porridge, Luan Yining glanced at the live stream, then at the reflective ground, and then at Qi Yan's back. She smiled on the spot.
Wow, Professor Luan's smile is so doting!
I'm so envious!
[I feel like Professor Luan would have a lot in common with the two neighbors comparing whose wife is the most obedient.]
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