Bring your bestie to play melon in the domineering love story

Especially a woman like Zhou Ke who has big breasts and no brains.

I don't know what kind of magic potion Bai Jing fed her. She was targeting me everywhere and thought she was so righteous. In the end, she was sold out and still grinned foolishly.

Shabi!

This is hilarious! Speaking of provocation, I'm afraid to even go back to my hometown now. Ever since my dad got sick, I've been away for some reason. Now, if I stand at the village entrance, I'm absolutely engulfed in a whirlpool of public opinion. People say all sorts of things. Some even nag my dad constantly, saying I look down on my parents and the villagers and want to distance myself from them.

【Isn't this trying to sow discord between you and your family? 】

[It's obvious that she can't bear to see you living better than her.]

Yes, I feel the same way.

Zhou Ke frowned. "If it weren't for catching the chicken that attacked you, Han Fei wouldn't have fallen."

Jiang Ruoli: "Then why don't you say that it was you who dropped the washbasin, otherwise the chicken wouldn't be irritated."

"By the way, according to your logic, the murderer shouldn't be sentenced. Her mother should be blamed for giving birth to him."

"After all, without his mother, there would be no him. He wouldn't even be qualified to be a human being, so of course he can't be killed!"

"Zhou Ke, you're so good at shirking responsibility. Your ancestors were chefs in your previous life, right?"

Jiang Ruoli launched a powerful attack, leaving Zhou Ke no chance to fight back.

Faced with her powerful attack, Zhou Ke's face turned pale and his whole body was as stiff as a corpse that had been cold in the morgue for ten years.

"A-Li." Tang Jiujiu suddenly came over, leaned over to her ear, and whispered softly, "Huo Xingzhou is here, don't lose your character."

Character?

Jiang Ruoli sneered. When faced with a woman who provoked her, even the weakest girl would burst into curses. How could she endure it?

When she's a Ninja Turtle?

Seeing this, the director raised his loud speaker and said, "Alright, alright, everyone, this was just a small incident. Teacher Qiao and Teacher Bai have already left. Everyone should hurry up and complete the task as soon as possible to earn work points."

He laughed awkwardly twice, which made the atmosphere even more awkward.

But the director's identity was there, and everyone had to continue recording, so naturally no one objected.

Jiang Shaoqing patted Jiang Ruoli on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. Don't get angry all the time. It will cause wrinkles. My whole set of snail suits will not be enough."

Jiang Ruoli didn't say anything.

She was thinking about a very important question.

How many snails have been killed so that we can get so much snail essence to make it into high-end skin care products for sale?

With doubt in her heart, Jiang Ruoli pressed her fair fingers on both sides of her cheeks, slowly stretched them upwards, and said, "Forget it, for the sake of my beautiful face, I won't argue with that idiot!"

......

Next.

The guests set out from the Time Courtyard one after another.

Director Zhang came to the program's control room to watch the guests' situation, and the audience in the live broadcast room also flocked to the live broadcast rooms of the guests they followed.

During Bai Jing's live broadcast, she has now arrived at Liu Sanniang's home at the village entrance.

Liu Sanniang's courtyard was not small, and she lived in a mud-brick house that was fairly clean, in stark contrast to the other farmers. Bai Jing got off her bicycle and politely knocked on the door three times. "Hello, is anyone there?"

The door creaked open.

When Liu Sanniang saw that it was someone from the program crew, she quickly welcomed her in with a smile.

"Oh, why are you here so early? I haven't finished cleaning yet."

Bai Jing smiled and followed Liu Sanniang into the house. She put down the chicken coop she had brought with her, looked around, and asked, "Auntie, do you live alone?"

"Yes." Liu Sanniang asked her to sit down. "You haven't had breakfast yet? Wait for me a moment."

"it is good."

Soon.

Her breakfast was prepared on a small square table.

An enamel cup with a box of vintage malted milk next to it.

Everything on the table was full of age. Bai Jing picked up the can of malted milk and asked curiously, "What is this? Milk powder?"

Liu Sanniang wiped her hands and said, "Oh, this is called malted milk. Don't be fooled by the inconspicuous jar, it's very precious. When we were young, we could only drink a sip when we were sick."

Bai Jing looked at Liu Sanniang in confusion as she made her a bowl of milk powder-like substance, then took out biscuits from the biscuit box in the cabinet and soaked them in the milk powder.

[Oh my god! Malted milk cookies! This was the ultimate treat my mom ever had as a kid.]

Malted milk is often mentioned in period articles, but this is the first time I've seen it in person. It's actually no different from powdered milk, but I'm not sure what it tastes like.

[Isn't there a nostalgic retro store? You can buy a can and try it.]

[I see. Is the bonus the director mentioned today the surprise breakfast?]

I'm curious about how the other guests will be treated.

【+1. 】

"Try it?"

Bai Jing picked up the biscuit and tasted it. The biscuit had a milky flavor and melted in her mouth. It was a taste she had never tried before.

"good smell."

"Really? Then eat more."

"it is good."

at the same time.

Qiao Xingyu also arrived at the corresponding farmer's home.

He knocked on the other person's door and put down the chicken coop, then he found a table in the yard with a bowl of sweet potato porridge on it, steaming hot.

My stomach growled.

"Young man," someone came out from the inner room. He was a man in his fifties. "You've had a hard time on the journey. Come and sit down."

He asked Qiao Xingyu to sit down.

"Congratulations on completing the task successfully. Now you can enjoy your breakfast."

"breakfast?"

Qiao Xingyu understood.

[Isn’t this gap a bit big? ]

[Thankfully it's not white rice porridge, but it looks pretty healthy anyway.]

Jiang Shaoqing's live broadcast room was bustling with activity.

As for the reason...

Brother Li, the farmer in charge of the pork business, took out a few brown and yellow sweet potato strips from the big pot.

This color...

This shape...

[Sorry, I'm being blunt. I'm leaving now.]

[Holy crap! I was just about to have breakfast, but when I saw this, I instantly lost my appetite. Can you guys tell me, production crew, what on earth are you guys preparing?]

[It looks like daddy, hahahaha, sorry.]

Fortunately, Jiang Shaoqing couldn't see the barrage. If he knew that netizens were joking that the food he ate looked like poop, I don't know if he could still swallow it.

After watching the live broadcast rooms of three people in a row, netizens hurriedly switched to other people.

In Tang Jiujiu's live broadcast room, compared to others, her diet was relatively normal, with steamed buns, porridge, and a small portion of pickles, which was similar to what she eats now.

This might be my daily breakfast standard.

[It's important to note that this is very healthy and in line with the physical condition of today's young people.]

【I am bored.】

The audience, who felt there was nothing interesting to watch, turned their attention to Huo Xingzhou's live broadcast room.

They were very curious about what kind of breakfast surprise the president of the Huo Group, who was worth hundreds of billions, would face.

In fact.

Not a surprise, but scary enough.