The work resumed in earnest, and by nearly five o'clock, Gu Wancheng felt nothing. He had become indifferent to everything, feeling that he was now just an emotionless milking machine.
After finally making it to five o'clock, Gu Wancheng was exhausted; he hadn't done this much work in a long time.
Gu Wancheng wanted nothing more than to roar to the heavens, "It's finally over!"
Seeing him like this, Bo Yizhou twirled his fingers, then took advantage of his inattention to raise his hand and pinch him.
Gu Wancheng blinked, completely stunned. After realizing what was happening, she immediately covered her face and turned to look at him, "Why did you pinch me!"
Bo Yizhou had already withdrawn his hand. "You're cute."
Gu Wancheng blushed and glared at him. "Can't you even use words properly? If not, go learn them again. I can't be bothered with you anymore."
After saying that, they turned and left. Back at the camp, Chen Liqing had already placed the ingredients on the camp's dining table. Looking at the table full of dishes, the group resignedly began to tidy up again.
After separating all the dishes and putting those that needed to be refrigerated, Bo Yizhou boiled some water, brewed some tea, and brought it to the table. He poured a cup and placed it in front of Gu Wancheng, then said, "Pour yourselves."
"It's nothing, President Bo." The group thanked him and immediately picked up their cups to pour tea. They certainly wouldn't dare let Bo Yizhou pour tea for them.
After taking a sip of hot tea, Gu Wancheng exclaimed, "Phew~ I'm alive again."
[Huh? Is it really that amazing? Is this tea some kind of miracle cure?]
[It's not mainly about the tea itself, but also about the fact that the tea is hot. Think about it, when you're exhausted, drinking a cup of hot water makes you feel a little more relaxed.]
Hmm... that seems to make sense.
I like to drink hot water, preferably very hot but not scalding. I don't really like cool or lukewarm water.
I like it too!
Xu Xiashi frowned. "I don't know what to do tomorrow. I don't want to milk the cows."
"Mixing cows is fine too. We can tie Director Chen up and make him milk cows without a minute's rest."
Chen Liqing's face instantly darkened, turning as black as coal. He glanced at Cheng Yan, who had uttered such arrogant words, and then looked away.
Xu Yuan Xu Yuan raised her hand, "Um..."
The others looked at him curiously, and Xu Yuan continued, "Um... Director Chen is over there."
From the angle from which the Xu Yuan, you can see Chen Liqing.
Upon hearing this, the others immediately turned their heads and saw someone whose face was a mixture of pale and flushed, giving an awkward smile.
After his initial embarrassment, Zhao Chengyu said casually, " Director Chen, how come you walk so quietly?"
Chen Liqing said irritably, "How can I hear you plotting how to kidnap me if you're making noise while walking?"
Gu Wancheng smiled shyly, "Look at what you're saying, how could we possibly do such a thing?"
Chen Liqing looked at him expressionlessly, thinking, "If you can't do it, aren't you ashamed to say it?"
Gu Wancheng moved to the side, onto Bo Yizhou, only showing half her face as she looked at Chen Liqing.
"I was just passing by," Chen Liqing said before turning and leaving.
The others looked at his retreating figure and exchanged bewildered glances. "Just watch," they said, "And see if they believe it or not."
After he left, the group started chatting again, but this time they didn't mention the kidnapping of Chen Liqing again.
Later, Chaochao and the others played with several lambs. The lambs were gentle and indulgent, letting the children do as they pleased.
"Shoot it like this."
Tongtong arranged the lambs in a row and had Chaochao squat behind them, holding his face in his hands and looking at the camera. Tongtong then took a picture of him while lying on the ground with her phone.
Looking at the photos she had taken, Tongtong smiled with satisfaction. She handed the phone back to Chaochao, then took the phone from Mi Tu and took a picture of her as well. She didn't even forget to take a picture of Xiaoxiao.
When it was her turn, Chaochao helped take the picture.
Finally, they took a group photo together, taken by a photographer, who promised to print several copies so that everyone would have one.
After taking the photos, they started dressing up the lambs, piling all sorts of flowers and grasses they had picked from the ground onto them.
The lambs seemed like fake lambs, their emotions were unusually stable, and they cooperated perfectly.
The kittens showered them with praise, then cuddled and rubbed against them relentlessly.
"My little lamb is the prettiest."
"She's clearly the prettiest of all!"
"Be mine!"
"Mine!"
After praising them, they started arguing about which lamb was the prettiest.
The audience burst into laughter and flooded the screen with comments.
I think the messy one is the prettiest.
How can something that's a complete mess be pretty?
[Even a messy exterior can't hide its beauty.]
[The one that's all dressed up looks better.]
After finishing the last sip of tea, Gu Wancheng said, "It's almost time to cook, isn't it?"
Xu Xiashi nodded. "Hmm, what are we doing tonight?" Then, she winked and said playfully, "We're very wealthy; we have many choices."
Gu Wancheng smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm having trouble making a decision."
Then, Gu Wancheng looked at Bo Yizhou and raised her chin, "What do you want to eat?"
Bo Yizhou said softly, "Look at you, what do you want to eat?"
Gu Wancheng rested her hand on her face and gently tapped her cheek a few times with her fingers. "I'm not a picky eater. I eat everything except cilantro, houttuynia cordata, and sand ginger."
Jian Yue asked with a face full of curiosity, "What is sand ginger?"
Gu Wancheng said, "Ginger is ginger."
Jian Yue pouted and gave him a speechless look. How could he not know that it was ginger when it was already sand ginger?
Gu Wancheng immediately realized what she meant after she finished speaking, "Oh, the sand ginger tastes weird, it just doesn't taste good."
[ Chengcheng and I have the same taste; I don't like any of these three things.]
[What kind of ginger is sand ginger? I've never heard of it.]
[People who are used to it don't mind, but people who aren't used to it feel like vomiting. As for why I say that, it's because I'm one of those people who aren't used to it. [smiling emoji]]
[It's just as awful as cilantro and houttuynia cordata! Yet the cafeteria loves to use it in their cooking. Did sand ginger save their lives in a past life?! (Furious image)]
[Sister, I can tell you absolutely hate galangal.]
Zhao Chengyu remembered that one of the ingredients was a pig's trotter, so he said, "I haven't had pig's trotters in a long time, would you like some stewed pig's trotters?"
"Yes, is there anything else?"
Bo Yizhou tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "How about hot pot? It's simple and easy to make."
Gu Wancheng replied, "Agreed."
I second that.
Xu Xiashi stood up, clapped her hands, and said, "Let's make it now. Pig's trotters need to be stewed for a while to taste good."
"Sigh, more work to do." Gu Wancheng frowned, her eyes filled with envy as she thought of Chaochao and the others living carefree and happy lives.
How wonderful it would be if he were just a child too.