"Let's go, let's have a look at the courtyard." Mu Ran took the first step away from this place of trouble.
His back carried a hint of embarrassment.
Chu Xijin obediently followed his aunt to the small courtyard in the tourist village.
He heard this was the countryside, but it was so beautiful, he thought, much prettier than many mansion towns. Chu Xijin remembered the time he followed his uncle to the Daqi village on the frontier. The village was dilapidated and decaying, with no vitality.
Everyone was living numbly.
Living just to have a full meal.
At the time his uncle was dealing with matters, he went to chat with the children, and everyone's wish was to eat a full meal. The yearning in their eyes seemed like something that could never be realized in a lifetime.
Chu Xijin pushed open the courtyard gate, and at the entrance stood straight Yang fir trees. The ground was paved with bluestone, the earthen walls and red bricks made him feel dazed for a moment.
Back when he was on the frontier.
He and his uncle also had a small courtyard, there and here, felt alike.
But the cameras inside the courtyard brought him back to reality.
Here and Daqi, after all, were not the same.
Inside the courtyard, there was a painted red wooden table, four benches, and a rocking chair. Near the courtyard wall, surrounded by flowers and plants, there was also a swing.
Lin Yuxian saw the swing and ran over.
Lin Wen Yu hurried to catch up: "Slow down..."
Sometimes things just happen. Had he not spoken, it might have been fine, but as soon as he did, Lin Yuxian fell to the ground with a thud.
The closest to Lin Yuxian was Chu Xijin, who stepped forward to help her up. Since Lin Yuxian was wearing a princess dress, he could clearly see the tiny beads of blood seeping from her knee.
Lin Yuxian looked at Chu Xijin with teary eyes: "Brother Xiao Jin, it hurts."
"There are gravel on the ground, let me clean it up first, there's water over there, let's wash it off. Can you walk?" Chu Xijin asked gently.
Lin Yuxian nodded with pursed lips.
But didn't cry.
Her big brother Lin Wen Yu's hand was continually extending and retracting, hovering, he was a bit scared!
Really, as a grown man, let alone a fall, he wouldn't even fear a fracture.
But this was the first time he saw his sister injured, and his head was buzzing.
Blankly following the two little kids to the faucet.
Chu Xijin took out a handkerchief, wet it with water, and knelt down to carefully attend to her wound. When she was about to cry, he blew softly on it, "Sister is the bravest, don't cry. Later, you can play on the swing, and I'll push you, would you like that?"
"Okay!" Lin Yuxian pursed her lips, lifted her head up to fight back tears—both pitiable and amusing.
[Isn't the young prince so gentle? His personality is so different from that of his aunt!]
[Damn, my heart fluttered because of the child's gentle tone. Help, he's only five, how can he be so good? Whoever said my young prince was pretending, show yourself!!!!]
[The young prince really surprised me, but Lin Yuxian is also truly good and strong. Most kids would definitely cry in this situation.]
[Uh… Brother Lin, you're so useless.]
[Hahahaha, Brother Lin's hand is amazing, like some machine—extending and retracting over and over N times.]
...
Chu Xijin finished attending to Lin Yuxian's wound, and Yang Yingying hurriedly applied a bandage for the little girl.
Lin Yuxian couldn't see the wound anymore. She got excited again, holding Chu Xijin's hand saying: "Brother Xiao Jin, you have to take me to swing."
"Alright, come on." Chu Xijin helped her sit down, pushing the swing.
Lin Yuxian giggled on the swing.
Everyone felt it was beautiful, except Mu Ran, who was exhausted and collapsed on the rocking chair, wearing sunglasses, not wanting to move.
Why is this kid-centric show a physical endurance challenge?
For someone disabled like her, what amount of water was poured into her brain that made her join this?
Walking from the botanical garden to the tourist village consumed a full two hours.
While in the botanical garden, having constantly stood.
Mu Ran was too lazy to complain about Yang Yingying's morning arrangement on the first day, it was completely meant to give her a blow.
[Mu Ran is so lazy.]
[Everyone is smiling like an aunt, while Mu Ran says "I'm exhausted."]
[Mu Ran and the other four guests are really incompatible—they're chatting and Mu Ran is trying to look cool. I'm now a fan of the young prince but that doesn't stop me from being annoyed with her.]
...
Lin Wen Yu saw that his sister has been playing for a while and it's about time, reminding them: "We've got to look at the house, and later we need to cook, let's play again in the afternoon, alright?"
"Okay." Lin Yuxian reluctantly got off the swing, waved at Chu Xijin: "Brother Xiao Jin, I'll come find you to play."
"Alright." Chu Xijin waved back to everyone.
He surveyed the courtyard first, then said to his aunt, "Auntie, there're two rooms, can we each take one?"
"Hmm." Mu Ran replied lazily.
Thinking the placement of the rocking chair was just perfect; it's right under the tree, the sunlight mostly blocked by leaves, casting dappled shadows, not too hot, and there's a gentle breeze—she almost fell asleep.
"Auntie, I've set all the things up."
"Okay." Mu Ran murmured a reply, her eyelids were already heavy.
Chu Xijin realized his aunt didn't sleep well this morning, so he didn't disturb her and directly hauled the luggage into the house.
Inside were two bedrooms and a living room, decorated very modernly.
The kitchen and bathroom were both set up within the courtyard.
Chu Xijin opened the suitcase, arranging their belongings.
[Mu Ran, can you be more human!]
[Mu Ran is really excessively letting a five-year-old child haul luggage, arrange things, while she's asleep, impressive!]
[I feel for my little boy, but how does he have such strength?]
[Haha, it seems Director Mu not only plays big shots in front of others but also bullies at home!]
...
Chu Xijin didn't know how doing a little task would lead to so many misunderstandings from everyone, but after quickly finishing, he asked the program team what the task was?
Yang Yingying told him: "Go find the villagers to purchase ingredients for lunch. The money owed needs to be worked off this afternoon."
"What kind of work?"
"Help transport corn, one corn is ten cents. Oh, and prepare the evening ingredients because the old grandpas and grandmas here sleep very early."
Yang Yingying's design had a reason, each trip back and forth would take at least half an hour, and a cart can only hold fifty to sixty corns.
They couldn't possibly not rest, so they could only earn thirty-four yuan.
About thirty to forty yuan a day, should be enough.
"Okay, got it." Chu Xijin took a basket from the kitchen and headed out, still taking care to gently close the door on the way out, ensuring they don't wake his aunt.
[I was just mad at Mu Ran, now I envy her. Where to find such a good young prince, I want one too!!!]
[He really, I'm crying…]
[Wuwuwu, really envious, this boy is so obedient, so gentle, too likable!]
[Can Mu Ran get up? Does the young prince have to make lunch too!]
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