Chapter 11 The Working People Are the Most Lovable
"Grandma! Tang Xianze is here!"
Song Shiwei tugged at Chi Yanzhou, showing him off to the old man in the house as if he were a precious treasure.
Hello, Grandma.
Chi Yanzhou put on his signature harmless smile, which made the old man's eyes crinkle with laughter.
"You're so handsome! I especially loved the drama you acted in, the Kuomintang one, you looked so dashing in your military uniform!"
Chi Yanzhou paused, then calmly explained, "Grandma, the character I played was a Communist. You must be referring to Fu Rong'an, the character played by Teacher Fu."
[Hahahaha, my brother Zhou's composure is about to run out!]
[Brother Zhou arrived overjoyed, but left devastated.]
[Fu Rong'an: Forced to appear on camera]
"Haha, really? No problem, you're all handsome!"
The old man smiled and shook Chi Yanzhou's hand. "Are you here to film a movie? Can I be on TV?"
“It’s not filming, but you’re on TV now.”
"Oh! Really?! Then I'd better dress up properly."
The old man raised his hand to smooth his hair and fussed over Song Shiwei, "Weiwei, hurry up and get me ready."
"Grandma, you're already so beautiful, do you still need to dress up? You're not leaving any room for other old ladies to live!"
Song Shiwei pinned her small hair clip to the old woman's head and straightened her collar.
"Oh my god, isn't that Brigitte Lin when she was young? She was so beautiful!"
You're just making fun of me!
"No, you can ask Tang Xianze if you don't believe me!"
Chi Yanzhou, who was heartbroken at losing his real name, said: "You look so good, Grandma. If you were a few decades younger, I would pursue you."
The two men cheered the old woman up and helped her downstairs.
The rooms in the nursing home are actually very clean, and the staff pay great attention to hygiene and disinfection.
Most elderly people go to the courtyard in the morning to sunbathe, chat, and exercise.
Song Shiwei witnessed a 60-year-old man skillfully performing a Thomas Flair on the horizontal bar.
There was also a woman in her late fifties who raised her legs high and placed them on a machine that was about the same height as her.
"I never expected such a small nursing home to be full of hidden talents. I felt dizzy just standing up from the bed. The elderly folks are really strong!"
Song Shiwei couldn't help but sigh, her eyes filled with envy.
After tidying up the room, the group was asked to go to the cafeteria to prepare lunch for the elderly.
The kitchen is large and separated from the dining room by a glass partition, allowing people outside to clearly see the cooking process and ensuring cleanliness and hygiene.
Because of the large number of people in nursing homes, a lot of food is needed every day.
The production team said, "Today, in order to interact more with the elderly and bring them more joy, we discussed with the person in charge of the organization and decided to make dumplings with them."
These elderly people are also happy to be able to do what they can, otherwise they would be very bored staying at home every day.
The production team: "We will divide into three groups for a competition to see which group can wrap dumplings the fastest."
The group of elderly people who finishes first will receive a prize, while the leader of the losing group, who is also our lead performer, will be punished.
All the elderly people were divided into three groups.
Just as the production team was figuring out how to group the six artists, an elderly man wearing a green hair clip started waving from below.
"Weiwei, Xianze, you two come to our group! This group is full of my girlfriends, they're super fast at making dumplings!"
Song Shiwei immediately ran over and took the old woman's arm, "Grandma, it's always you! Old ginger is indeed spicier!"
Director: "Teacher Song, we haven't been divided into groups yet."
Chi Yanzhou also went over. "We can't go against the old lady's wishes. She wants me to go, so I have to go."
director:".........."
He had just heard that the loser had to plant scallions in the yard tonight.
What a joke! With such a big yard, he wouldn't plant anything there!
Finally, Chi Yanzhou and Song Shiwei formed one group, Bai Yining and Cheng Yi formed another group, and Xia Zhiqing and Xu Xiyao formed yet another group.
In the huge cafeteria, everyone was busily making dumplings; if you didn't know better, you'd think it was a Spring Festival Gala program.
"Brother Yanzhou, I don't know how to make dumplings. Can you teach me?"
Xia Zhiqing brought the dumpling wrappers to Chi Yanzhou's side.
She had wanted to team up with Chi Yanzhou, but someone beat her to it.
"Can I teach you?! We're rivals now."
"It's okay, I'm slow at wrapping, can you teach me?"
"Two eggs hanging under your eyebrows, all you can do is blink but not look. There are so many people wrapping things up, can't you see?"
Xia Zhiqing bit her lip, looked at Chi Yanzhou in a flattering manner, and tried again in a high-pitched voice.
"Brother Yanzhou, I really don't understand! Please teach me!"
"Why not just pinch it with your hands? If that doesn't work, just do what Song Shiwei does; she turned them into steamed buns and glutinous rice balls."
Song Shiwei didn't know how to make dumplings, but she figured dumplings were just wrappers with filling inside! As long as the opening could be sealed, it would be fine.
So in front of him was a pile of oddly shaped dumplings.
That sound disgusted Song Shiwei; this Liangshan heroine couldn't stand a woman's coyness.
"Hurry up and let your brother Yanzhou teach you step by step, don't use the clips here."
Chi Yanzhou took a piece of discarded dough and threw it at Song Shiwei.
"How do you know how to arrange things so well? I don't feel uncomfortable at all when I hear about the clips?"
Why are you treating our Qingbao like this! My poor baby!
[Does Song Shiwei even know how to speak? If she can't speak, she shouldn't speak at all!]
Xia Zhiqing's actions are so manipulative, what is she doing?
Xia Zhiqing bit her lip and left.
The group of elderly people immediately formed an intelligence network at the village entrance and nudged Chi Yanzhou with their elbows.
“Xianze, this girl is no good. She’s unreliable and has a mean face.”
"Yeah, she didn't even tidy up the house properly for us. She sat on the bed and folded my blanket over and over again eight hundred times!"
"Yes, I think Weiwei is great. She's a genuine person, and her face looks like it's blessed!"
Several old men suddenly started arranging a match, laughing as they looked at the two handsome young people.
"Oh, grandmothers, you have such good taste. The word 'beauty' has followed me my whole life. The men who pursue me could stretch from here to Paris, France, but the one who is worthy of me has not yet been born."
Chi Yanzhou chuckled softly, "The longest relationship you've ever had must have been with yourself, right?"
"The moment I go online, I'm captivating everyone. Do I even need to be narcissistic? Who wouldn't miss me?"
Song Shiwei deftly wrapped her ugly dumplings, glancing up at Chi Yanzhou's.
With a gentle pinch of slender fingers, a round and adorable dumpling is complete.
Their team had the trump cards of the older female members, and ultimately they survived and won.
The program team gave these elderly people massage devices, and the other elderly people also received some small gifts.
The four who fail will be punished by planting scallions all over the vegetable garden in the Happy Courtyard!
Song Shiwei and Chi Yanzhou sat leisurely under the grape trellis, watching the four laborers bending over to plant the crops.
"The working people are the most lovable," commented Song Shiwei.
Chi Yanzhou: "You should go be cute too."
"I'm pretty enough. Let others be the ones to be cute."
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