Qiann Yan fed the Cheng Family’s pigs and then helped cut pig feed.
She noticed Cheng Huai filming and said, "There’s no need to film this."
"It’s just docunting life, might co in handy," Cheng Huai said. He had seen a genius who learned things with just one explanation. She cut the pig feed neatly, quickly, and accurately, with every piece exactly the sa length.
Qiann Yan finished these chores in just an hour.
Next, she planned to keep jogging to lose weight. As for boxing, she decided to practice at the Cheng Family’s place—it’s convenient. Just a simple boxing routine, nothing to worry about people seeing.
Yesterday, she went to the mountains to avoid being fild, but now she allowed them to film.
As long as they dared to edit it randomly, she would ensure this show disappears even faster.
After Qiann Yan ran two laps, Jiaang Hengliang showed up again. ng Xiangxiang seed to have sothing to say to her, but after chasing her for two sentences, she was left far behind.
Cheng Huai stayed nearby leaning on a cane, with an innocent expression as if he’d never seen the world. Who could know he had a phone hidden on him, occasionally taking shots of what he found useful?
Unable to catch up with Qiann Yan, ng Xiangxiang turned her attention to Cheng Huai.
She put on a smile she thought was charming. In her experience, these rural kids would talk about anything when a pretty older sister smiled at them, even getting nervous.
But this boy in front of her was quite handso indeed, quite tall, and if his skin was a little fairer, he could debut right away.
"Hello, little brother. When did you and Qiann Yan et? I heard Qiann Yan spent the whole morning reading high school textbooks. Can you tell how she’s progressing?"
Cheng Huai: "She’s very intelligent."
He wasn’t lying; she understood everything imdiately.
"You know Qiann Yan is from the city, right? Don’t you find her hard to get along with?"
"Not at all, she’s very easy to get along with," Cheng Huai said. Was she trying to lead him to speak ill of Qiann Yan?
This trashy production team shouldn’t exist after all.
Qiann Yan ntioned that so kids who participated in the show went ho with significant impacts on them; so even suffer from depression now.
The so-called resolving family conflicts and promoting children’s growth doesn’t seem effective at all; it’s just surface-level show effects. After the show, the problematic families beca even more problematic.
Could the production team not know this?
"I see..." ng Xiangxiang didn’t get what she wanted and wasn’t keen on asking further.
How could she be easy to get along with? Obviously, she’s not.
Cheng Huai couldn’t be bothered to deal with her, waiting for Qiann Yan to appear.
She had already run four laps, her stamina is truly impressive. He was a bit curious about what kind of family she ca from; it seed quite different than what appeared on the surface.
The show’s crew wasn’t particularly friendly towards Qiann Yan. Obviously, she’s a nice person—do they have to find her faults to be satisfied?
A trashy production team is just that—a trashy production team.
Cheng Huai knew Qiann Yan was trying to lose weight, so he decided to docunt it too and post it on that newly registered account, temporarily set to private mode.
She probably wouldn’t want her achievents being credited to the show, would she?
Neither did he.
This was a main road, often frequented by passersby. Cheng Huai saw soone heading to town and hurriedly stopped them.
"Cheng Family boy, do you need sothing to be brought back?"
Cheng Huai: "Uncle, could you please bring a digital scale for weighing when you return?"
"Sure, I’ll bring it back for you."
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