Bring your bestie to play melon in the domineering love story

So Bai Jing did it on purpose?

What do you think her purpose is?

[Pretending to be ignorant, waiting for the other party to have their work points deducted, then reaping the benefits.]

[The truth is revealed above. ]

Is it possible that Bai Jing didn't know it was a sick chicken? You don't have any evidence, so don't slander others so easily.

【Get out of here, brain-dead fans. 】

Bai Jing pursed her lips and said calmly, "I only know that they brought back a chicken, but I didn't know it was sick. I've tried to persuade them, but they wouldn't listen. What can I do?"

As a bystander, she naturally pushed the responsibility away.

"You live with the old lady, so at night, shouldn't you..." Jiang Ruoli analyzed logically, "Secretly complain? If not, can I suspect you did it on purpose?"

"I do not have."

"Then why didn't you say it?"

"I...I forgot."

Bai Jing looked unhappy.

Jiang Ruoli smiled and said, "Oh, it seems I was worrying too much. Sorry!"

Bai Jing: "???"

Gone?

This is something she can't do.

"Then...then I'll go and comfort the old lady." Bai Jing frowned, stood up and walked to the other side of the yard.

Jiang Ruoli looked at her back without any expression, and just patted Tang Jiujiu's back gently, "Baby, I think I know what her hidden mission is."

"Ah?" Tang Jiujiu's bright eyes flickered between Jiang Ruoli and Bai Jing, her face full of disbelief as she exclaimed, "How did you know?"

Jiang Ruoli raised her eyebrows.

Guessed!

Soon.

With Bai Jing's persuasion, the old lady's mood finally calmed down.

The guests originally thought that after such a big incident, the program crew would come out to appease them, but after waiting for a long time, no one showed up.

Just like the director said, you have to rely on yourself for everything.

Han Fei rubbed his red ears, collapsed on a small stool, and doubted his life.

The chicken died.

Someone has to pay compensation.

But they had nothing except a few work points.

He sighed.

"I didn't like bitter melon before, but now I love it. It's sweeter than my life."

Old Mrs. Zhang came out of the main house and saw the people in the yard. She couldn't help but mutter a few more words. In fact, if it weren't for the sake of the program team and Bai Jing, she would never let them off so easily.

I have worked hard to raise chickens for several years. They are closer to me than my own sons, but now, even the chicken nest is gone.

It hurts when I think about it.

"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Eat your meal and get back to work." She sneered.

When they heard that they had to work again, the guests put on masks of pain again on their faces.

Old Lady Zhang added, "Let me make it clear to you first. I'm providing this breakfast for free. You don't need to exchange your work points for it."

【so good?】

【I suspect there is a fraud! 】

[Is the old lady confused by anger? ]

"Free?" Tang Jiujiu expressed doubt.

"Can I not eat it?" Jiang Shaoqing thought of the old lady's angry look and was afraid that she would be poisoned to death, so he quickly shook his head and refused.

Jiang Ruoli narrowed her eyes.

real or fake?

Could it be that the old lady set a trap?

The last time the program crew prepared breakfast, it was either steamed corn bread, sweet potato cakes, or bamboo worm porridge that gave people goose bumps. But for today's breakfast, not only do they not have to do anything, but it's also free?

"Can I..." Han Fei leaned back a little with his butt pressed against the chair.

"No!" Old Lady Zhang glared at him. "Listen carefully, you have to go to work after you have eaten breakfast. Even if you don't eat breakfast, you still have to go to work!"

In a word, you must eat breakfast today, and you have to work even if you don’t eat it.

"Auntie, tell me, what work do we have to do today?" Qiao Xingyu had slept in the woodshed for a night and now couldn't even lift his arms, but for the sake of face, he swallowed his complaints silently.

"Eat first, I'll tell you later."

[Huh? The old lady is still playing hard to get.]

[Hahahaha, the person above, have you read too many CEO articles? ]

【I guess it’s not a good task.】

[I'll just pick one. This is probably a task that will make people lose their appetite, so I'm deliberately not announcing it.]

The guests didn't expect that the breakfast was even worse than they imagined.

Dip corn tortillas in salt water.

There was no white flour, no vegetables, not even chili peppers or garlic, so we just used raw well water, a little salt, and a few drops of oil.

Han Fei and Jiang Shaoqing looked at each other, neither of them took action.

The old lady said, "Listen carefully. In the old days in the countryside, having something to eat was good enough. Don't be picky. If anyone feels hungry, you can eat a piece of the sweet potato when I cook the pig food later."

yue~

Han Fei couldn't help it.

[I know this. Back in the busy summer and fall farming seasons, the days were long and we had to work. Most of the time, we'd just eat cornbread with pounded chili peppers or mashed garlic. In even worse situations, there wasn't even chili peppers or garlic. We'd basically just soak some water with a little salt, add a few drops of oil, and eat the cornbread with the salt water.]

Every Chinese New Year, my grandmother would steam a lot of steamed buns, but she would also steam corn cakes. Corn cakes were not eaten on New Year's Eve, the first and second days of the new year. Starting on the fourth day, corn cakes were served on the table. White steamed buns were only eaten when guests came.

My grandfather said that in winter, we still had vegetables to eat. We stored radishes and cabbages in the fall, along with pickled vegetables made with soybean paste, so life was still good. But after the Spring Festival, the radishes and cabbages were basically gone, and even the few that remained started to spoil. The radishes became hollow, and the cabbages started to rot. It was terrible.

People nowadays have a better life, but they don't know that in the 1980s, meat and festivals were closely linked in rural areas. There were only two festivals a year where meat was mandatory: Spring Festival and Winter Solstice.

Eating dumplings on the Winter Solstice is a local custom. It's said that if you don't eat dumplings on this day, your ears will freeze off. Therefore, buying meat to make dumplings on the Winter Solstice is also a custom. No matter how poor you are, you still have to celebrate this festival, even if you can only afford half a pound of meat.

[Speaking of which, have all those sick chickens been dealt with?]

【Are you still going to eat it? 】

[Nowadays, it's said that all dead animals must be disposed of harmlessly, but you don't know that in the past, when chickens and ducks got sick, they were almost always eaten. Seeing that the children had no meat to eat all year round, who would be willing to throw them away?]

[Oh my god! Aren’t you afraid of getting sick?]

[It's good enough to have something to eat, who cares if it makes you sick?]

Old Lady Zhang put down her chopsticks and glanced at Han Fei with disdain. "Today's work point assignment is very simple. Jing will stay at home to dry the bedding. You will get 10 work points for completing this. The second and third wives will tidy up the chicken coop, do the laundry, and cook. You will also get 10 work points for completing this. As for you..."

"What should we do?" Qiao Xingyu asked.

"You killed my chickens, you have to compensate me. After dinner, go to the chicken farm and help me catch five chickens. You can get 10 work points for each chicken."

Catch chickens?

Han Fei's eyes widened. "So simple?"