The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

The village chief accommodated the seven guests in a small bungalow in Shangrao Village.

Three girls live in one room.

The room had a cement floor and lime walls. There were two bunk beds in the nearly 30-square-meter room. One small bed was for luggage, and the other three small beds were for sleeping. Apart from that, there was nothing else in the room.

After crying, Jiang Hexi covered her head with the quilt and curled up in the small bed without moving.

Yu Xiangwan walked out quietly, closed the door, and said to Yan Jie who was waiting under the eaves:

"Ximei is not asleep yet. She is still sobbing and crying."

Yan Jie glanced through the crack in the door at the curled-up figure on the bed and said:

"How long can you girls cry for?"

"It depends on what you are crying about."

Yu Xiangwan said worriedly, "For someone like Ximei, she won't be tired enough to fall asleep unless she cries for two hours."

When faced with such natural disasters, there is no way to persuade them, and crying is the best way to vent.

"Wanwan, you stay here and take care of Ximei."

Yan Jie took one last look at the person on the bed and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's anything to eat and make her a bowl of millet porridge."

The kitchen was filled with smoke.

Chai Fei couldn't stand it any longer and put down the kitchen knife. He looked at Chu Yang who was squatting in front of the stove and making a fire.

"How did you light the fire? The room is full of black smoke. Are you trying to choke me to death?"

"Sister Gossip, this straw is damp. Ahem. It will smoke when it is lit. There is nothing I can do."

Chu Yang covered his mouth and coughed violently. The tears on his face were not yet dry, and his hands were stained with dust, which made his face look like a clown.

Yan Jie stepped into the door, saw the cloud of black smoke in the kitchen, and retracted his foot that was about to land on the ground.

He walked to the opposite side and looked at the chimney on the roof. He didn't see any black smoke coming out. He went into the room to get a towel, wet it with water, and covered his mouth and nose with it, then went into the kitchen amid the choking smoke.

Seeing him standing behind him, Chu Yang quickly stood up and gave up the stool in front of the stove.

"Go outside and see if there's any smoke coming out of the chimney."

Yan Jie gave instructions and Chu Yang walked out of the house.

He sat on a low stool, pulled the straw out of the stove, and poked inside with the tongs.

There was a thick layer of black ash in the stove.

He scraped out the black ash and continued to poke in with the tongs. He did this three times until he heard Chu Yang shouting outside, "There's smoke coming out of the chimney," and then he put down the tongs.

Without the smoke in the kitchen, cooking is much easier.

Yan Jie picked out an iron pot with a less black bottom from the pots on the iron rack, opened the rice jar, scooped a pound of rice, washed it with water, and placed it on the stove.

Chu Yang sat on a low stool, lighting a fire and cooking porridge.

Yan Jie searched through the cupboards and only found three cabbages and six cucumbers, not even a box of eggs.

Shen Yingyu led Zhou Gongqi back from outside.

The two of them didn't even have time to change out of their raincoats before they walked in with hands full of relief food.

"Zhou Gong and I went to the village committee of Shangrao Village. There were people everywhere. We lined up to receive a barrel of oil, five kilograms of flour, twenty kilograms of rice, three cabbages and a dozen eggs."

"Luckily we went early. The staff from the program crew lined up behind us, and all the eggs and flour were taken away." Zhou Gongqi said happily.

The old man has always been optimistic. He would not be depressed by the flood, but would be happy just because he got the flour and eggs.

Yan Jie looked at Shen Yingyu, "How many days' rations are these?"

"Ten days."

"There are seven of us in our group. If the flood doesn't recede, we will be trapped here for ten days. This amount of food and oil is not enough for us."

Yan Jie pondered carefully, "We need to think of a way to bring back some local products."

Chu Yang slapped his forehead and immediately thought of something, "Brother, I brought my fishing gear with me. I'll find a waterfront platform and catch some fish."

Yan Jie refused him, "Do you know how dirty the flood is? Live fish cannot be eaten if their source is unknown. In addition, there is a risk of collapse near the flood at any time. You must not go there."

Chu Yang said seriously: "Brother, I won't go there anymore."

Shen Yingyu said meaningfully: "When I came back, I saw two ducks floating over the flood water and falling into the ditch along the way."

Yan Jie understood what he meant: "Are you sure it drifted here?"

"determine."

"The flood came so suddenly, and ducks can't trace their source, so of course whoever scoops it up gets it."

Yan Jie immediately decided: "You two come with me to catch the ducks, and come back to make some duck soup for Sister Xi."

[I knew I shouldn’t laugh at this time, so I held it back and even slapped myself to stop myself from laughing!

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[I've never seen this before. How did the second generation of chaebols fall to the point where they have to rely on relief food to survive? ]

[I was feeling sorry for Xiao Baiyang, but when I saw his clown face, I was like, haha, is it really necessary to be so funny! ]

[The Five Chaebols: If I had known that we had to take refuge in a farmer's house, I would have brought the nanny with me before leaving. Now I don't have to cook for myself.]

Yan Jie went out to inquire about Director Chen's whereabouts. The staff said that he was not there and had gone to the village committee to coordinate and collect supplies.

Without any worries, he took the scoop net and snakeskin bag, led Chu Yang and Shen Yingyu, and walked towards the path in the village in the rain.

The three of them searched along the ditch for the whereabouts of the two ducks.

Chu Yang imitated the duck's "quack quack" call and pushed aside the grass to look inside, but he didn't see any ducks.

He continued walking forward, pulling aside a clump of weeds and hearing them creak. Just when he was about to run out of hope, an urgent creaking sound came from deep in the ditch. He immediately raised his hand and waved, saying:

"Brothers, here——"

Yan Jie and Shen Yingyu rushed over one after another.

Chu Yang pointed to a hidden patch of weeds under the wooden bridge and said, "The two ducks are hiding in the shadow there."

Yan Jie looked at the weeds growing wildly beside the ditch, found a place with a wider view and said:

"Dayu stood here with a snakeskin bag to drive the ducks, I went over there to get the ducks, and Chu Yang closely watched where the other duck went."

The three hit it off immediately.

Shen Yingyu found a long bamboo pole and slapped the weeds beside it. The two ducks were startled and came out from under the bridge, running forward with a "da da da" sound.

Yan Jie seized the opportunity, swung the scoop net and scooped the duck directly into the net, and then it flipped upside down into the snakeskin bag that Shen Yingyu had opened.

Chu Yang used a bamboo pole to drive the ducks back from the other end.

Yan Jie fished out the net again and put the other duck into the snakeskin bag.

The three men returned to the bungalow carrying the duck.

Yu Xiangwan looked at the two wet ducks in the yard and asked abruptly:

"I can't kill ducks, who among you can?"

The four grown men looked at each other, and Chai Fei also said that she would not kill the duck.

Yu Xiangwan sighed, "The only one who can kill ducks here is Ximei."

Yan Jie looked at the half-open door and asked with concern: "How is she now?"

Yu Xiangwan said sadly: "After crying, she was so tired that she fell asleep."