The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

[Cluck, cluck, cluck, so joyful, Ximei rushed into the puddle with her eyes closed and screamed, and the cage full of free-range chickens flapped their wings, that scene was so fucking funny! ]

[Forgive me for my insincere smile. My thighs are almost numb from clapping, and my husband’s jaw is dislocated from laughing.]

[Ximei is floating in the water and is not sure whether she will sink or not. This is embarrassing┑(￣Д￣)┍]

[It turns out that Ximei's weight is greater than six cages of free-range chickens. Is this a joke that needs to be so dramatic?]

[Ximei is about to be killed by these two stupid teammates, Dayu and Xiaobaiyang. Yan Wang, why did you come just now?! ]

Jiang Hexi was soaking in the rainwater pool. She watched the chickens desperately flapping their wings, but she didn't dare to move:

"Prince Yan, quickly remove the chicken coop. The water is almost up to the chickens' necks!"

"Don't move."

Seeing that the turbulent water was slowly calming down and the bamboo raft was no longer sinking, Yan Jie calmly told her: "Maybe this bamboo raft can still float."

"I understand this."

Jiang Hexi's mind came to a head and he gave him a knowing look, "If a whole nest of chickens are to be sunk, if a few are to be killed, I can still calculate the account of the chicken coops sinking into the pond clearly."

Yan Jie and Director Chen who rushed over saw that she had calculated the account so clearly and were not worried at all that she would have a stress disorder.

After the water level calmed down, the bamboo raft floated up little by little and finally floated on the water.

Jiang Hexi grabbed the wooden paddle handed to him by Director Chen, rowed the bamboo raft to the side of the boat, and climbed onto the boat.

Six cages of free-range chickens were also salvaged onto the ship.

She counted the chicken coops one by one and found no free-range chickens that had drowned.

Chu Yang and Shen Yingyu had caused such trouble, and Yan Jie scolded them mercilessly:

"Six chicken coops can't hold down the bamboo raft. You won't use ten chicken coops to hold it down. Why did you let Ximei sit on the bamboo raft?"

"Can this hemp rope be loosened? If you can't pull the rope, don't use a bamboo raft to slide down. Use a cart to carry the chicken coop down."

Chu Yang and Shen Yingyu endured the scolding silently. They stood in the rain and washed off the mud on their bodies.

Jiang Hexi jumped from the boat to the shore, walked over and said:

"Dayu and Chu Yang did nothing wrong. They just tried the wrong way. This time we still have to use the bamboo raft to slide down the slope to transport the chicken coop."

"Do you still want to slide down the slope on the bamboo raft?" Yan Jie said sternly.

Jiang Hexi said matter-of-factly, "Prince Yan, if you come here to transport the chicken coops, you are welcome to give us your opinions. Otherwise, please do not interfere with our internal decisions."

“I’m allergic to chicken feathers.”

Yan Jie twisted his gaze to look at her and ordered forcefully, "Otherwise it won't be your turn to transport this chicken coop. You have to listen this time."

"Sister Xi almost had an accident. I was indeed not thoughtful enough about this matter."

Shen Yingyu stood up and admitted his mistake:

"The bamboo raft can be used to transport chicken coops, as long as people don't sit on it. There are many ways to increase friction, such as adding chicken coops, laying hay on the landslide, etc."

Chu Yang did not dare to disobey Yan Jie's opinion, so he tried to reason with him:

"We don't know when the rain will stop. What we need to do now is to transport the free-range chickens down the mountain as quickly as possible. Bamboo rafting saves time and effort, and is the fastest way we can think of so far."

Seeing Yan Jie's gloomy face and silent, Jiang Hexi gave him a step and said:

"At worst, we can just drown a few cages of chickens, take them home, pluck all the feathers and kill them, then freeze them in the refrigerator and eat them later."

Seeing that his expression had eased a little, she coaxed him, "If you don't say anything, it means you agree."

Yan Jie was so frightened and angry that he couldn't think rationally.

The method of transporting chicken coops on a bamboo raft is indeed feasible.

Because of the previous accident, he didn't dare to let his guard down. When trapping free-range chickens on the top of the mountain, he did not forget to keep an eye on their movements.

Chu Yang wrapped two full circles of hemp rope around the outside of the chicken coop. After making sure it was secure, he tightened the rope and tied a knot.

All ten chicken coops were tied to the bamboo raft. The three men picked up some hay from the side and buried it in batches in the mud on the hillside.

After everything was ready, three people stood at the back of the bamboo raft and tightened the ropes in their hands to prevent the raft from sliding down too quickly.

But the slope was too slippery when it rained.

The first thirty meters of the slope were relatively gentle, and the three people could barely hold on to the bamboo raft. But once they reached the second half of the slope, it was like they were walking on snow, and they were carried down by the bamboo raft all the way!

Yan Jie stood on the top of the mountain and saw this scene. He shouted at them: "Let go, let go!"

When the three heard this, they all loosened the hemp ropes in their hands, and the bamboo raft carrying ten cages of free-range chickens swooped to the middle of the mountain and slammed into the rainwater pool.

Jiang Hexi got up from the ground and walked down the mountain.

She hurried to the edge of the pond anxiously and saw the bamboo raft carrying ten cages of chickens all floating up. She turned around and waved to Yan Jie on the top of the mountain, saying:

"It's done, all our free-range chickens have floated up!"

Her joyful voice echoed throughout the forest.

Yan Jie took off the hat attached to his raincoat and put it back on.

Jiang Hexi touched her head and realized that the hood of her raincoat had fallen off at some point. She put on the hood obediently and covered herself tightly.

Six people worked for most of the day to transfer all 1,000 free-range chickens to the warehouse.

Everyone was exhausted.

They didn't care about the mud all over their bodies, got into the van dripping wet, and all of them fell asleep in seconds leaning back in the chairs.

It was still raining outside the car window, lightning flashed across the night sky from time to time, and thunder was still roaring overhead.

No one in the car was woken up.

Director Chen drove the van and took them back to the wooden building on a bumpy ride.

[It's funny, but I'm also really sad. The second generation can do this, which is beyond my imagination. 】

[To be honest, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it like them. ]

[This is no longer just a variety show, but a documentary about the daily life of five young people who are passionate about farming.]

[I hope the heavy rain will stop soon and stop torturing them.]

Director Chen woke everyone up one by one and rushed back to their rooms to take a hot bath.

Zhou Gongqi and the nanny put the food on the table.

Before the meal officially started, Jiang Hexi suddenly asked, "Do you believe in Christianity?"

Seeing everyone looking at her in surprise, she made the sign of a cross in front of everyone, then closed her eyes and said:

"Amen."

Chu Yang couldn't help but expose her: "Sister, I didn't see you making the sign of the cross on your chest when we were having dinner before?"

"Isn't it because I want to ask Allah that I pray so devoutly?" Jiang Hexi said to him angrily.

Yan Jie said with a smile: "What are you asking for?"

Jiang Hexi prayed seriously:

"My Father in heaven, may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Spare us the rain and protect our crops on earth. Amen."

She opened her eyes and saw that everyone at the table couldn't help laughing at her. She felt embarrassed for a moment and said to them angrily:

"Have a meal!"