Chuchu, who could never possibly eat vegetarian food for a day, curled up her little bottom, took one hand down, and revealed half of her juicy, tender face in response: "Mommy, Chuchu remembers~~~"
After speaking, she smiled sweetly at Qi Yu and the two photographers, "Hello Uncle Qi, hello Uncle Zhang, hello Uncle Li~~~"
As long as there's meat to eat, I'll call anyone "Uncle" (a term of respect for a respected official).
The group returned to Lu Yan's house with their own thoughts. After a few hours of rest, they received their afternoon mission cards.
Good afternoon, everyone! This beautiful afternoon is filled with sunshine and fun-filled activities. Tonight, this lovely little village will host a spectacular rice harvest festival. The hospitable villagers will invite you to join us and share in the joy of the harvest. Children, please follow the production team to the city, 20 kilometers away, to buy some beautiful clothes and shoes. Friendly reminder: whatever clothes and shoes you choose, the guests will have to wear them too!
After receiving the task cards, everyone looked at Director Cai with puzzled expressions, feeling that something was off about the task. The children went shopping, so what were the adults doing? They couldn't just sit here chatting and relaxing all afternoon, could they?
No, no, no!
Absolutely not!
How could Director Tsai be so "merciful" as to let them leisurely squander an afternoon?
"Achoo!" Director Cai jumped up from the recliner. "Is someone missing me?"
Everyone held up their cards and simultaneously looked at Si Yiming. Si Yiming instantly understood; he had become the guests' messenger, asking Director Cai about everything. Tsk tsk...
This group of people!
Siming, clutching the card, walked toward Director Cai, turning back every few steps, and squatted down beside him, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha.
Director Cai's heart skipped a beat. He crossed his arms and moved to the edge, where a large space was cleared on the recliner. Si Yiming didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down on the chair, leaving the large Director Cai sandwiched between them.
Director Cai, looking weak and helpless, hugged himself and asked warily, "What... are you going to do?"
Siming leaned over with a smile, putting his hand on Director Cai's very chubby shoulder. "Brother, the kids all went shopping in the city this afternoon. What are we adults supposed to do? Are you going to give us an afternoon off?"
He instinctively rolled his eyes. "Dream on!"
They want an afternoon off, not even a minute! No, not even a second! Time is money, how can we let them waste money every day?
Si Yiming fawned over Director Cai, massaging his shoulders and patting his back. "Brother, you must be exhausted these past few days. We all know you're the most tired one. Even though you don't do any of the missions, you've used your clever brain to come up with one interesting mission after another. You must have lost a lot of brain cells, right? Brother, I think you should get some rest!"
Director Cai glanced at Si Yiming with annoyance, but couldn't bring himself to slap his hand away. To be honest, Si Yiming's massage and back-pounding skills were not bad. He was obviously a good man who often massaged his wife's back.
Director Cai snorted proudly, "Isn't this all for everyone? If everyone is happy to complete the mission, then I'm happy too. What's a little hardship? It's all worth it!"
"Yes, yes, it's worth it," Simin echoed obsequiously. "Brother, since you've worked so hard, how about you give us all a day off this afternoon?"
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