Chapter 106 Steamed Buns "He's probably rushing to meet a deadline in the sheepfold."...

Chapter 106 Steamed Buns "He's probably rushing to meet a deadline in the sheepfold."...

"ah--!"

Painful howls echoed from afar in the courtyard.

Ren Lang couldn't help but make a sound.

Just now, another wave of pain came without warning, and this time it was excruciating!

[Rebound +1]

The cameraman from the program rushed over and asked with concern, "Teacher Ren, what's wrong?"

There weren't any sheep droppings outside the fence, so could we have run into a baby mouse?

Ren Lang gritted his teeth, "I suddenly feel a little unwell."

Cameraman: "..."

The audience: "..."

[If you're going to fake illness, at least use some logic!]

I'm speechless. It's better to be like Ye Hantao and openly slack off.

Don't be too harsh; maybe he's genuinely feeling unwell.

[Okay, okay, he really wasn't feeling well. It's been over ten minutes since Ye Hantao left. Besides changing his clothes and putting on a mask, what else did he do???]

[They even brought a shovel, but haven't managed to shovel up a single sheep dung ball yet.]

Ren Lang couldn't see the comments on the screen, but he stared intently at the ground and at the waterproof rubber shoes he had just put on.

This excruciating pain must be a chain reaction from Luck -3!

We can't wait any longer.

Ren Lang lowered his eyes, concealing the darkness within them.

Tonight, we'll have someone act ahead of schedule, not only to scare Ye Hantao, but also to make her suffer.

If he reappears then, Ye Hantao will be even more grateful to him.

However, the pain in his toes gave him an idea.

If he is not feeling well, he no longer needs to clean the sheep pen.

Ren Lang was truly fed up with the terrible environment in the village.

He even suspected the house, which he had cleaned up the night before, might harbor germs, let alone the stinking sheep pen.

He came from a wealthy family before he accessed the system; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to study abroad.

The production team is crazy. When it comes to charity, a little pretense is enough. Why make them move in?

Ren Lang glanced at the cameraman who hadn't left yet, then suddenly frowned, as if he was feeling unwell again, even in so much pain that he fell against the fence.

Who knew that the third excruciating pain would come so suddenly.

Completely unprepared, Ren Lang went from feigning pain to genuine pain, and his legs buckled, causing him to fall in the opposite direction.

As luck would have it, he crashed through the gate on the fence, and a protruding piece of wood snagged his hat as he fell.

"Aa ...

These are the terrified screams of the staff and audience members present!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ren Lang unfortunately slipped through the open gate and fell into the mud pit in front of him.

key--

His hat was ripped off.

[You said Ren Lang was really uncomfortable! If you were uncomfortable, how could you possibly know in advance where to slip and fall?]

[Yes, yes, if it weren't for that piece of wood blocking his way, Ren Lang would never have fallen into this pit.]

Actually, that piece of wood had slipped and fallen because it was loose.

[Huh, no wonder Ye Hantao stays far away from him...]

I'm an atheist and don't believe in these things about bad luck. In my opinion, Ren Lang just wanted to slack off and fake a fall, only to end up shooting himself in the foot.

[If he hadn't fallen that way, he wouldn't have hit the wood or fallen into the pit...]

[Rebound +1]

Ye Hantao, who was in the yard, didn't witness the scene. Hearing a rebound, she was about to kick the big rock again when she suddenly heard footsteps getting closer and closer.

The breathing was rapid and heavy, accompanied by slight panting.

She turned around and suddenly saw Cheng Zhao running towards her, his chest heaving and his forehead slightly damp.

When their eyes met, Cheng Zhao's eyes showed obvious surprise.

Ye Hantao exclaimed, "Hmm, are you done herding sheep? You had breakfast at Aunt Hua's house. Her house has two stone doors at the back."

Cheng Zhao thought he would see someone in the sheepfold, but seeing that Ye Hantao hadn't started work yet, he was in a good mood.

He calmed his breathing, took the cleaning tools from Ye Hantao, and walked towards the yard without stopping.

"Chen Xiaofeng and the others are rushing around, I came back first to check on the lambs' environment." Cheng Zhao paused, then added, "Don't let it get too dirty and affect the lambs' mood."

Ye Hantao was stunned for a moment, then ran to catch up with the person.

As soon as the two entered the courtyard, they spotted Ren Lang being pulled out of the mud pit.

He didn't clean the pit right next to the fence gate, which resulted in it being full of accumulated sheep droppings.

Looking at the sheep pen that was still 99% uncleaned, Ye Hantao said ruthlessly, "If you hadn't been dawdling, you wouldn't have fallen like this."

Cheng Zhao: "Pfft."

[Hahahaha, did Cheng Zhao lend his mouth to Ye Hantao? Hahahaha.]

I never realized Ye Hantao was so good at being sarcastic.

Ye Hantao usually defeats people with magic.

[Maybe spending too much time with Cheng Zhao has made me a bit sarcastic, hahaha.]

[I was just in Ye Hantao's live stream, what happened to Ren Lang? How did he fall into the pit?]

[Good heavens, are those sheep dung balls stuck in his hair?]

Ren Lang is the kind of person who would vomit hysterically even if a bird pooped on his head.

At that moment, he was pulled out of the pit by the staff, his face turning pale and then flushed.

Ye Hantao had just finished speaking.

Ren Lang's eyes rolled back, and he fainted instantly.

Staff: "..."

Will they have to help with the cleaning?!

After Ren Lang was carried away, Cheng Zhao and the production team asked for a new set of equipment.

Ye Hantao lifted her foot, intending to go in first, when she heard Cheng Zhao say, "I change clothes very quickly, you stay here and count down to ten."

"???" Ye Hantao stopped at the gate and helped him count down from 10.

As soon as he counted to 3, Cheng Zhao was completely transformed from head to toe, with only his deep blue eyes visible through his mask.

“Let’s go,” he said.

After Ye Hantao and Cheng Zhao stepped into the sheepfold and started working, some viewers who had spoken up for Ren Lang earlier finally realized what real work was like.

In less than a few minutes, Cheng Zhao had already shoveled a cart, so skillfully that he could outmaneuver a hundred Ren Langs.

Although he is the heir of Dingxin Group, he often photographs wild animals and spends more than ten days at a time in forests and deserts. It is understandable that he is not afraid of hardship.

Ye Hantao was not far behind either, working quickly and efficiently.

The single-wheeled cart can be pushed steadily and quickly.

Cheng Zhao: "You used to push this cart?"

“Both primary and junior high schools organized tree planting.” Ye Hantao’s voice was muffled behind her mask. “Digging holes, filling soil, transporting trees, we used wheelbarrows.”

The teacher said that these tasks should be done by the male students, but since she is the class monitor, she should at least finish them herself to experience the workload.

Besides, she has been interested in areas she has never been involved in since she was a child, otherwise she wouldn't have enrolled in so many extracurricular classes.

[To be honest, I've always wondered, are Ye Hantao's parents really rich? Her elementary and middle school classmates have all come out to report that they attended very ordinary public schools.]

Could it be that they have a "red" background? It's unlikely that someone with that background would attend a prestigious private school.

[Can you please block IDs in the comments? I just praised Ye Hantao's abilities, and you guys are already bringing up her family.]

Whether her parents are ordinary workers or rich, the fact is she's not spoiled or pretentious at all; she comes to work right after finishing her meal!

My mom was watching with me, and she said Ye Hantao looks like she often helps with cleaning at home; she's much more efficient than me (laughing and crying emoji).

[I was wondering why Ye Hantao ate so fast; turns out she was planning to quickly clean the sheep pen.]

If Ren Lang doesn't procrastinate, he can finish about half of the work by the time Ye Hantao arrives.

It's a pity Ren Lang fell into the pit and fainted; otherwise, it would have lightened their workload.

As soon as she finished speaking, the audience suddenly noticed that Ye Hantao and Cheng Zhao both stopped what they were doing.

Cheng Zhao stepped forward, looked down at the dividing line he had drawn earlier, and said, "There's about half left."

"The little lamb shouldn't be lacking in this little bit of space."

"Then keep it for him,"

Ye Hantao never intended to do Ren Lang's share as well.

She also planned to go back and tell Aunt Hua that the remaining half must be reserved for Ren Lang, and that the villagers shouldn't rush to help with the cooking.

If Ren Lang continues to delay cleaning up, it will be a perfect excuse to regroup and not include him.

Who wants to be grouped with someone who doesn't do any work?

By the time Ye Hantao and Cheng Zhao finished packing and returned to Aunt Hua's place, half an hour had passed.

Everyone else returned, washed their hands, and sat down at the table.

Su Yi'ang was so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back. He grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, but after chewing it a couple of times, his brows furrowed.

“This steamed bun…” Su Yi’ang chewed a few more times, unsure whether to swallow or spit it out, “Is it spoiled? It’s a little sour.”

Aunt Hua and her neighbors were serving them steamed buns. The buns had been taken out of the pot too early and had cooled down completely, so many were left to be kept warm in the pot.

Upon approaching and hearing these words, both of them couldn't help but feel nervous.

They knew that the guests who came to stay in the village were all wealthy people, so their food and drinks would definitely be more refined.

Although the white flour used to steam the buns is much more expensive than what they usually eat at home, it's normal that they're not used to the taste. I just don't know if it will affect the investment.

Gu Fanghao held up a steamed bun to her nose and smelled it: "It shouldn't be spoiled, right?"

"They're not bad." Ye Hantao squatted by the henhouse watching the hens lay eggs, and said confidently without turning her head, "I ate two half an hour ago."

Cheng Zhao raised an eyebrow in surprise, but after thinking about it again, he felt it was within his expectations.

When Su Yi'ang heard that Tao Tao, with her silver tongue, had eaten it all, he was immediately relieved.

"Maybe I'm just too tired, which caused a problem with my sense of taste." He ate half a large steamed bun in a few bites, then poured himself a bowl of egg drop soup and gulped it down.

Aunt Hua and her neighbor breathed a sigh of relief and went around helping to pour egg drop soup for each of them.

Chen Xiaofeng took a bite of the steamed bun, then turned to see Cheng Zhao, who had finished half of his and showed no change in expression. "Cheng Zhao, shall we switch steamed buns?"

He felt that his steamed bun was a little sour.

"What's wrong with a batch that came out of the same pot?" Cheng Zhao glanced at him. "The dough has been fermenting for too long."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaofeng silently ate his steamed bun.

He gnawed for a while and then suddenly looked up.

It was all made in the same pot. Wasn't the steamed bun that Ye Hantao ate also a bit sour because it had been fermented for too long?

How could Ye Hantao, with her golden tongue, not have tasted it?

Yuan Kai looked around but couldn't find Ren Lang. "Tao Tao, where's Ren Lang?"

Although he was terrified of Ren Lang's bad luck, as a classmate he couldn't help but ask.

Ye Hantao and Cheng Zhao exchanged a glance. "He's probably rushing to meet a deadline in the sheepfold."

Others: "?"

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Author's Note: ddl: short for deadline, refers to completing a task as quickly as possible before the final deadline. [glasses]