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Chapter 13 Listen to me and thank you!

When Bai Ling saw that the other children had expressed their opinions, she also jumped up to Jiang Yu, took Jiang Zhaole's little hand, looked up at Jiang Yu and praised her with a smile.

"The food cooked by Aunt Jiang is delicious! Brother Lele, I like it so much!"

Jiang Yu was instantly enchanted by Xiao Bai Ling's cute smile.

She knelt down, gently pinched Xiao Bai Ling's fleshy cheeks, and teased her, "Lingling likes to eat the food cooked by auntie, how about we eat together at noon?"

These words stopped Xiao Bai Ling. She turned to look at her mother who was looking at her tenderly, then back at the handsome little cool brother Jiang Zhaole, and then at the smiling Jiang Yu. She didn't know what to choose for a moment.

Xiao Bai Ling turned around and called "Mom" for help, but held Jiang Zhaole's hand tightly without letting go.

Seeing this, Wen Lin stepped forward to take Xiao Bai Ling away and told her softly: "If you want, then we can have dinner with Aunt Jiang at noon, okay?"

Xiao Bai Ling: "Okay~"

The greedy and delicious little Bai Ling made everyone laugh. Only Tang Sisi, who was reduced to a foil, stared at Jiang Yu with jealous eyes.

After the interaction, Mai Mai continued to read out the mission.

"The children have all chosen the breakfast that they think is the most delicious. Then we will obey the majority. Lele's mother won the first place for the best breakfast. As for the lunch ingredients, we can allow Lele's mother to choose what she wants. need."

"But if you want to have lunch and dinner, you need mothers and babies to work together!"

"Our program team has prepared five tasks. Each child will draw one. By noon, if you can complete half of the tasks, you can come to me in exchange for lunch. If you complete all the tasks before six o'clock, you can exchange for the evening and tomorrow. Ingredients for the morning!”

Upon hearing this, Hong Ziming quickly asked: "If we don't know how to do the task, can we find someone to help?"

Mai Mai smiled and replied to her: "No, it must be done independently by the mother and the baby!"

Tang Sisi glanced at Jiang Yu with a smile and said, "Wouldn't it be unfair to our amateur guests if they were assigned to do physical labor?"

Jiang Yu, who was innocently lying at gunpoint: Listen to me and thank you!

"It doesn't matter. I'm not big but I'm strong. No need to do anything special!" Jiang Yu replied with a smile, and silently added in her heart: I can punch you with the strength of several punches!
Tang Sisi:
[Looking at Jiang Yu’s expression, I vaguely read her inner thoughts: My big biceps are no joke! 】

[Am I the only one who thinks that Queen Tang’s speech sounds like a joke~uh huh~? 】

[Previously, do you want to laugh me to death so that you can inherit my "ant points"? Such a desire to survive! 】

Mai Mai pretended to be a perfect tool man with a smile on his face: "If everyone has no objections, let's draw the task card!"

Each child drew a task card that they had to do:

Tang Sisi and her son had to pick thirty kilograms of mushrooms; Hong Ziming and her son had to dig fifty kilograms of potatoes; Mo Jinse and her daughter had to pick forty kilograms of mulberries; Wen Lin and her daughter had to pick fifty kilograms of pineapples; and Jiang Yu and her son had to dig thirty kilograms of pineapples. tea.

After reading the task card, each mother had a different expression on her face.

Netizens in the live broadcast room also started a daily basic exercise: five-finger flips and flying keyboards.

Each group of guests had a different task location, so after receiving the task cards and tools, the guests split up and took action.

The first ones to arrive at the mission location were Hong Ziming and her son. The potato planting land was to the east of the village.

There was a villager standing at the edge of the field ready to teach them how to dig potatoes. There was also a big weighing scale beside him.

When the villagers saw Hong Ziming and her son coming over, they pointed to the ground covered with green potato vines in front of them and said.

"You can dig potatoes here. After digging them out, I will weigh them for you. I will show you how to dig them first."

The villager under the camera bent down and turned the potato vines to one side, holding the three-tooth rake with both hands towards the roots of the potatoes, and then lifted it up, and the potatoes with muddy roots were hanging on the three-tooth rake.

[It turns out that this is how potatoes are dug out. It looks so simple! 】【This large area is full of potatoes. It seems that Teacher Hong's task may be completed first. 】

The villager handed the three-tooth nail rake to Hong Ziming and reminded her with a naive smile: "You must be careful when digging. This rake will hurt a lot."

After saying that, he retreated to the edge of the field and watched Hong Ziming do it on his own.

Hong Ziming, who had not done physical work for a long time, did well at first.

But she had to keep bending down to turn over the potato vines, and after digging out the potatoes, she had to pull them off from the roots. She felt like she couldn't straighten her waist.

Qi Yunfan was obedient this time and held the bag in the back to load the potatoes. However, after only a while, he became impatient and started running around in the potato field.

Hong Ziming had to dig up a potato vine to catch her breath, let alone discipline Qi Yunfan to pick up potatoes from behind.

On one side, Hong Ziming was sweating and working hard digging potatoes, but on the other side, the audience in the live broadcast room of Mo Jinse and her daughter seemed to have been silenced, and the barrage was empty for thirty seconds.

The mulberry forest in Sangnan Village is planted next to the cemetery.

As soon as she walked into the mulberry forest, Qin Qianqian leaned against Mo Jinse in fear and whispered: "Mom, I'm scared~"

Mo Jinse shook her daughter's hand and smiled calmly to comfort her: "It's okay. Let's pick it quickly later. We'll finish picking it and go back early."

Perhaps because her mother gave her a sense of security, Qin Qianqian pursed her lips and pretended to be calm and said: "Okay~"

[Ah ah ah, I’m getting goosebumps across the screen! 】

[The program team is not a good person, why did they set the mission location next to the cemetery? 】

[Don’t be afraid, baby Qianqian, we are all with you! 】

Similarly, there are villagers waiting in the mulberry forest.

Compared with other tasks, picking mulberries is relatively simple, but the location is a bit special.

With the villagers as examples, Mo Jinse, mother and daughter Qin Qianqian cooperated tacitly, picking and placing them one by one, and soon the small basket was filled with a layer of purple-red mulberries.

Compared to Mo Jinse's live broadcast studio, which was a bit of a mission point in the underworld, the pineapple field where Wen Lin and her daughter went was just sunny.

There are ridges of green pineapple plants with spreading branches and leaves, and pineapples with full yellow and green flesh embedded in the top of the branches growing from the center.

The villager responsible for guiding the pineapple harvest wore thick gloves and walked to the pineapple plant with a sickle. The sickle sharply scratched the bottom of the yellow pineapple, and the ripe pineapple was cut off.

The task was to harvest fifty kilograms of pineapples, but a mature pineapple weighed three to four kilograms in a big one and two or three kilograms in a small one. Wen Lin only needed to cut sixteen or seventeen kilograms to complete the task.

The slender leaves of the pineapple plant were covered with serrations, and the sickle used to cut the pineapple was a bit sharp. Wen Lin was afraid of hurting Bai Ling, so she asked her to wait aside.

Wen Lin saw the villagers raising and lowering their knives, and the pineapple fell down. Only when she got started did she realize that it was a bit difficult.

She was afraid of hurting herself if she cut too hard, but if she didn't use too much force, the pineapple wouldn't stop cutting at once, and she had to cut it a second time.

Fortunately, the first pineapple was cut off. Later, she gradually explored her own strength and found a method that suited her, cutting a big pineapple with one cut.

After just a few cuts, Wen Lin felt that the palm of her hand holding the sickle was burning and painful.

She took off her gloves and saw that there was a blister between her index finger and her palm.

　Blister: I'm wronged and I won't say it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)