Bring your bestie to play melon in the domineering love story

Jiang Ruoli put down her chopsticks silently.

She was thinking.

What kind of excuse should I find to continue sleeping in the afternoon with a clear conscience?

Yes, this is her attitude towards life.

Don’t feel bad about sleeping in, because even if you get up, you won’t be able to create any value.

She thought, why not bribe the director to turn a blind eye while she was sleeping?

No!

The other guests also had to shut up.

Jiang Ruoli thought of Han Fei. That man was the best at pushing and nagging, but he wasn't a bad person. It was said that he even coaxed a child at a farmer's house that morning. It was a pity that he didn't complete the task well and had his work points deducted. It would be better...

Thinking of this, she picked up the pig's trotter soup in one hand and walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen, which had been cleaned last night, was now a mess. I don’t know what happened to it now.

Vegetable leaves, eggshells, and a pool of dirty water mixed with flour...

Jiang Ruoli shook her charming long hair, walked in her high heels to Han Fei, who was peeling sweet potatoes in the corner with a frown, and handed him the small bowl of soup.

Han Fei was cursing when he suddenly saw a slender wrist stretched out in front of him. The hand was slender and white, with crystal-clear nails. In her hand was a pig's trotter soup, which was fragrant. He looked up and saw Jiang Ruoli. He was stunned for a moment and asked uncertainly, "Is it for me?"

Jiang Ruoli smiled without saying anything, the corners of her eyes slightly curved, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes became softer.

Han Fei understood what she meant and took it without hesitation. "Thank you!"

I thought I could only eat sweet potatoes to fill my stomach at noon, but I didn’t expect happiness to come so suddenly.

He quickly took a bite.

The pig's trotters are bright red and the soybeans are plump.

Fatty but not greasy, fresh, fragrant and soft.

The taste buds are greatly satisfied.

Han Fei didn't feel embarrassed about this unexpected feast. Instead, he shouted to the people working in the kitchen, "Wow! Jiang Ruoli, you are so generous. You only gave me this delicious pig's trotter soup. Are you really only giving it to me?"

Jiang Ruoli looked at Han Fei, who was convulsing. She stretched out her slender fingers and took back the bowl of soup. She opened her red lips and said, "Don't want it? Then I'll take it away."

“No, no, no~”

"My dear aunt, how can something that has been given away be easily recovered?"

"Help each other!"

"Mmmmm~"

Jiang Ruoli: “…”

Han Fei quickly snatched back the pig's trotter soup and sipped it with satisfaction.

Close your eyes and look like you are enjoying yourself.

hmm~

Cool~

[Ahhhhhh, Han Fei, where is your character setting? ]

[Hahahahaha, why do I see so much disgust in Jiang Ruoli's eyes?]

Han Fei: On the surface, he's a proud and arrogant rich second generation, but in private, he's a funny second son.

【Why is Jiang Ruoli suddenly so kind? 】

[Wait, it can't be what I guessed? ]

[I'm dying of laughter. How can this be so funny? I want to ship them as a couple again.]

[Huh? Isn't this a rural variety show? Why are you still shipping them? No, Jiang Ruoli already has Mr. Huo in her heart. Is she planning to cheat?]

【Love brain fork out! 】

The barrage was in chaos.

Han Fei, holding a sweet potato in his left hand and a bowl of pig's trotter soup in his right hand, went to the next room to eat alone. Jiang Ruoli returned to the yard, took a few sips of pumpkin porridge from Tang Jiujiu, then leaned back leisurely on a bamboo chair, squinting her eyes and basking in the sun.

Bai Jing came out of the house and saw Jiang Ruoli leaning on a bamboo chair to catch up on her sleep. Her thick long hair fell to her waist, and a few strands were lifted by the wind and fell on her chest, making her look delicate and bright.

Her eyes darkened.

Bai Jing has seen all kinds of people. Jiang Ruoli is just a vase. Even though she is the real daughter of the Jiang family who has been living outside, she has a beautiful face and extraordinary talents, but she is still far inferior to other wealthy ladies.

Unless Huo Xingzhou is blind, how could he fall for her?

Zhou Ke is right.

Rich and powerful men are like this. They wish that women would never ask for a legitimate relationship in their entire lives.

Be a lover, be a canary, buy a big villa and keep it by your side, go over to see it when you are happy, and replace it with a more obedient one when you are unhappy.

As for Mrs. Huo, she is not worthy at all.

Bai Jing narrowed her eyes, looked up at Huo Xingzhou's back, and vaguely knew what he liked.

Maybe she could try it.

......

after lunch.

Director Zhang picked up his loudspeaker.

"Good afternoon, everyone."

"After yesterday's and this morning's hard work, I believe everyone has come to understand that hard work pays off, and only with our own hands can we create a more comfortable tomorrow and future."

"Be self-reliant and have enough food and clothing."

Director Zhang finished reading the lines and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Something is definitely wrong.

Because not everyone works hard.

There were two people who, while everyone else was sweating profusely and experiencing life in the countryside, took a leisurely nap. While everyone else only had porridge and pickles, they drank chicken soup in big gulps.

It seems I have to change my mission.

"Ahem..." Director Zhang pulled at the collar of his shirt and continued, "Of course, even in ordinary days, the myriad trivialities are part of life's meaning. To allow everyone to experience a more authentic farmer's life, we'll provide several tasks later. The guest who completes the most work points can make a request to the program team, and any reasonable request will be fulfilled."

This sentence is very cleverly said.

It seems that any request can be made, but as long as it is reasonable, the initiative is firmly in one's hands.

In other words, even if a guest makes a request, as long as it is unreasonable, the program team can completely refuse it.

"What kind of tasks are there?" Qiao Xingyu asked.

"Different tasks are worth different work points. For example, feeding pigs and digging sweet potatoes earns 4 work points, chopping wood and transplanting rice earns 5 work points, mending donkey hooves and carrying water earns 6 work points, and herding sheep in the mountains earns 8 work points. Oh, and there's even a super task worth 10 work points. Can you guess what it is?"

Guest: “…”

[Director, you are really good at making things happen.]

[Still keeping me in suspense? Someone, drag me out and chop me up!]

[Repairing donkey hooves? This is too difficult for a girl.]

[Actually, I think herding sheep is quite relaxing. The blue sky, white clouds, green fields, and white sheep are quite beautiful.]

[It's all farm work, huh? It's tiring just looking at it.]

I feel so sorry for Jingbao! She doesn't have enough to eat, yet she still has to work every day.

[I was wondering, with Director Zhang's personality, how could this just be a simple task of growing vegetables and digging bamboo shoots? Turns out he's waiting here.]

So what exactly is a super mission?

【expect! 】

[Looking forward to +1! 】

"There's a super mission?" Han Fei rubbed his hands excitedly, eager to try. "Tell me about it quickly. I like to challenge the most difficult ones."

"Ahem, this 10-point super mission is..."

Director Zhang smiled cunningly.