"Is the food to your liking?" Jiaang Hengliang said with a gentle smile at the Cheng Family, "I don’t know if you city folks can get used to our countryside food."
Qiann Yan wasn’t particularly picky about food; as long as it was edible, it was good enough: "The taste is great, Grandma Xiaang’s skills are impressive."
She spoke truthfully, for this vegetable pancake had a fresh scent, perfect for breakfast, and even better with a bowl of porridge.
"As long as you like it, Yanzi."
Pleased by the complint, Xiaang Huiying said happily, "I’ll catch a chicken to cook, do you want chicken soup or roast chicken?"
"No need to kill a chicken, anything is fine," Qiann Yan declined; the chickens in the yard were egg-laying hens, and it seed wasteful to kill them. People in the countryside relied on these chickens for eggs.
Xiaang Huiying was determined to slaughter a chicken regardless, insisting that if it weren’t for Qiann Yan, her grandson might not have been saved, not killing a chicken left her uneasy.
Qiann Yan was not pretentious and agreed, expressing her desire for chicken soup.
"Grandma Xiaang, let help you chop the firewood."
Xiaang Huiying was about to refuse, but then she heard the sound of chopping wood, turning to see Qiann Yan already hard at work.
Almost one stroke for one piece, her accuracy was impressive, and her strength astonishing.
Xiaang Huiying glanced back at Cheng Huai who was limping out, feeling that this girl was more capable than her grandson. Wondering how she was raised.
Jiaang Hengliang caught up and noticed Qiann Yan was actually chopping wood, his lips twitched, but he continued filming.
Once the wood was chopped, Qiann Yan asked Cheng Huai for high school textbooks, as she was only in her first year, she could only start with first-year materials.
Cheng Huai thereby beca Qiann Yan’s little tutor, helping her catch up on her studies.
This scene was still recorded by Jiaang Hengliang. He fild all morning. Qiann Yan was soone who could sit still, and so was Cheng Huai.
Jiaang Hengliang wasn’t so patient; he was quite impatient now, wondering what was worth filming about reading books? But this part could be edited into the end, showing how this rich girl had reford.
The Cheng Family was having their al; no one greeted Jiaang Hengliang.
Jiaang Hengliang had no interest in filming this, so he carried the cara away, planning to return and film after eating.
Cheng Huai picked up the phone that was set aside, which was recording, and handed it to Qiann Yan.
With the phone in hand, Qiann Yan started editing the video, trimming away boring clips, leaving only the essence.
"Is the account registered?"
Cheng Huai nodded: "It’s already registered."
"Alright, you can start posting your daily life updates now, set it to private for the ti being, wait for my instruction before making it visible to everyone."
Cheng Huai was smart, instantly grasping the aning, and began operating the phone.
"If you need anything, I can help, but you have to co over and capture so necessary footage, don’t post these updates, rember to keep it discreet, you’re a smart person."
Cheng Huai understood, this city girl wanted to ss with the program team.
He had seen many tis how the program team manipulated the city kids, stirring up conflicts, clearly just to boost ratings. Online, various insults aid at city kids were abundant; almost every city kid who ca to exchange was subjected to such criticism.
In fact, their flaws were not that many, it was just soone deliberately magnifying them to stir up controversy.
"Is there anything your family lacks? I can help you."
Cheng Huai felt a bit embarrassed, especially since his grandmother’s legs were inconvenient, so was he, as he couldn’t bend over, leaving him to rely on Qiann Yan.
"The pigs... still need feeding."
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