Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 247 - : Madam, Your 2000 Kilograms of Sweet Potatoes, Please Check and Accept
Chapter 247: Chapter 247: Madam, Your 2000 Kilograms of Sweet Potatoes, Please Check and Accept
“Facts have proved that arch-enemies often understand each other the best.
It was barely dawn, and Jiang Yan had already had a meltdown.
Previously, when he was staying at Uncle Zhao’s house, although the conditions weren’t that great, he was quite comfortable.
Mosquitoes were rampant in the summer, but Zhao Lang planted many plants in the yard that repelled bugs and mosquitoes, so there weren’t many mosquito bites day and night.
But in this thatched cottage, forget about mosquito repellent grass, there wasn’t even a single grass to be seen.
What was more peculiar was that the mosquitoes in this house seemed to have it out for him.
Last night he was woken up several times by their bites, and when he wanted to get up and complain to Jiang Li, he found her lying flat on the bed, sleeping sweetly.
He finally managed to endure the mosquito bites and try to get some peaceful sleep.
Well done.
It got light out.
For half an hour, there was a continuous crowing of chickens at the door.
Jiang Yan climbed out of bed with a face full of sorrow.
Worried that he wouldn’t be able to film Jiang Yan 24/7, the camera brother had installed cameras in every corner of the room before he left.
So, every move he made was broadcasted to the live-streaming room.
[Hahahaha, holy crap, what happened to Jiang Yan, why is his face all swollen up like that?]
[These mosquitoes are seriously toxic, how did they bite the young master like this?]
[Hmm? Why is Jiang Yan alone? Jiang Li was still there before the stream ended last night.]
[Oh man, the newbies are still wondering why Jiang Li isn’t there, while the old fans are already starting to exercise with Sister Li.]
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Jiang Yan quickly noticed something was off.
—Jiang Li had disappeared.
Now, it was only five o’clock in the morning. Had that girl’s morning exercise become so intense?
After several unanswered calls, Jiang Yan simply didn’t bother anymore.
After all, it was she who shamelessly slept over at his place, so her disappearance was none of his concern.
With this thought in mind, Jiang Yan grabbed a toothbrush and cup from the table next to him, pushed open the creaky old wooden door, and was then stunned.
—Who the hell had brought Richard over to him?!
It seemed like the white hen had grown familiar with Jiang Yan, so when she saw him open the door, she clucked and ran towards him.
It was then that Jiang Yan noticed the note tied to her crowing with a brush-written note.
In big, bold, and flamboyant characters it read—
“I brought Richard over because I was afraid you’d be lonely. With respect, Lang.”
Jiang Yan: “…….”
This was no way to live.
He couldn’t even take care of himself, and now he had to look after a chicken too.
After brushing his teeth in frustration, Jiang Yan encountered a new problem.
With Jiang Li gone for her exercise, he had no breakfast.
After all, that girl wouldn’t be back for a couple of hours.
The kitchen was spotlessly clean, even the water jar in the corner was completely empty.
Not entirely, though; there was also a thoughtful note on it—
“If you have nothing else to do, go fetch water, otherwise, there will be no food.”
That cold tone, if not Jiang Li’s, whose else could it be?
[Hahahaha, I can’t stop laughing, Sister Li even left some tasks for the young master before she left.]
[He deserves it! Who said he should reap the rewards without effort? Why should he expect food without contributing?]
[Support! A brother is meant to be ordered around. I’m going to kick mine who isn’t worth much and make him learn the lesson. Even a rich second generation like Jiang Yan has to fetch water and chop wood, so why shouldn’t he?]
Jiang Yan both laughed and was angry.
After laughing twice, he obediently picked up the carrying pole and went to fetch water.
Seeing this scene, Wen Jiaojiao in the ferry car finally couldn’t hold back any longer.
“I’m dying of laughter, Jiang Yan is still true to his word; one second he’s indignantly claiming he won’t be anyone’s slave, the next second he’s bending over backwards faster than anyone, seems like he’s played both the good cop and the bad cop.”
“Ah well, can’t blame him.” Shu Yan chimed in from beside her, “It’s normal for someone spoiled from childhood to be a bit haughty.”
Wen Jiaojiao cast a long look at her, “Are you calling me haughty?”
Shu Yan blinked, “Aren’t you?”
“Hahahaha, I am dying of laughter watching their interactions, it’s so interesting.”
“Exactly, exactly, it feels like someone is voicing my own complaints; this way of watching live streams together is pretty fun.”
“This is great, I thought everyone would scatter to the four winds once the show ended. I was really reluctant to let it go, but now we can get together again, it feels so good.”
“Wuwuwu, I really wish they could do variety shows forever, even though they bicker every day, it feels so warm, so genuine, and I love watching this kind of uncontrived interaction.”
This was also a solution that Shen Lan and the other leaders had come up with.
Flash Change was currently soaring in popularity, and if they let the heat die down with the show’s end, it would be hard to bring that back.
Better to maintain the heat in this manner while slowly saying goodbye to the audience.
Two birds with one stone.
But what she couldn’t understand was why Jiang Li would want to stay in Chixia Village?
She still had so many things she wanted to ask him when he returned.
After all, half the reason Flash Change achieved its current success was because of him; without him, the show would have cooled down long ago.
The perplexed Shen Lan once again opened WeChat, clicked on her chat with Jiang Li, and sent the message, “When do you plan to come back to Beijing?”
Only after sending it did she see the previous message Jiang Li left for her.
The gist of it was that she would soon be getting a little surprise.
Shen Lan smiled helplessly.
A surprise?
She hadn’t felt the joy of surprises for so many years.
As long as it wasn’t a shock, that would already be a surprise for her.
However, just as she was about to exit, a text suddenly popped up on the top of her screen.
The moment she saw the remark, Shen Lan froze.
After a dozen seconds or so, she shakily slid the screen to confirm whether she was seeing things.
But she wasn’t.
In her inbox, there definitely lay a message from that person, sent one minute ago—
Jiang Mingyu: “How have you been recently?”
Shen Lan still didn’t quite believe it.
Until another message came from the other side.
“I’m sorry, I know you have grievances.”
“But I missed you.”
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At the same time, the Jiang Family was also getting busy under the morning sun.
Lin Manru, managing a large family, usually got up very early to arrange the day’s purchases.
But just as she was preparing the shopping list for the servants like usual, Jiang Ye hurriedly ran in.
Lin Manru looked at the shopping list unperturbed.
“Jiang Ye, you’re an old hand here, what’s with all the rush?”
Jiang Ye had a strange expression.
“Madam, the delivery person has arrived.”
“If there’s a delivery, just sign for it. Do you need to specifically come over and ask me for this trivial matter?”
“It’s not that, Madam.” Jiang Ye swallowed, “You might want to see for yourself.”
Lin Manru walked out, puzzled.
Before she even got to the front courtyard, she heard the horns of several large trucks, mixed with a few robust calls—
“Good, good, good, back up a little more.”
“Okay, okay, move a bit more.”
“Good, good, good, this spot is fine, unload it.”
Just as Lin Manru wondered what kind of goods could cause such a commotion, the next second, something was dumped out with a crash, and after a ground-shaking ruckus, several round objects rolled to Lin Manru’s feet.
She glanced at them.
They were red sweet potatoes.
Then, the delivery person straightened his cap, face flushed, and hurried over.
“Madam, please receive your two thousand catties of red sweet potatoes.”
Lin Manru: ?