Chapter 111: Respect The Elderly And Love The Young—why Don’t You Respect Me?
Although Feng Langqing couldn’t see Grandpa Hu’s expression, he could hear the fear of the Fox Great Immortal in his voice and subconsciously looked down to exchange a glance with Nan Yuanman.
The program group’s staff chuckled awkwardly upon hearing this: “No way, old man, what era is this? You still like telling ghost stories to scare young people?”
“Things like the Fox Great Immortal have already been overdone in movies and TV dramas. We young people aren’t scared by that. Besides, isn’t the Fox Great Immortal supposed to protect the villagers of Hundred Fox Village? She’s a good immortal, so how could she just randomly take people away?”
Grandpa Hu snorted coldly, his voice eerie: “Protection? People nowadays… what’s there worth protecting?”
“Even the best immortal can be forced into demonic corruption by greedy, ungrateful humans… Anyway, I’ve said all I have to say. Listen or not, up to you.”
With that, Grandpa Hu turned around and slammed the door shut, leaving Feng Langqing and the others at the doorway looking at each other in bewilderment.
A gust of cold wind suddenly blew through, making the hairs on Feng Langqing’s body stand on end. He subconsciously moved closer to Nan Yuanman.
Before he could ask Nan Yuanman if this village really had a Fox Great Immortal, a short, sharp scream suddenly rang out: “Ah—!”
The livestream room viewers and the program group’s staff were all startled. A colleague touched his heart, which felt like it was about to jump out of his throat: “Tang Tang, what are you doing?”
Livestream room bullet screen:
[Mom, this scream scared me too! Why the sudden fright!]
[Bullet screen protection! Bullet screen protection! Aaaah! There’s clearly no ghost on the screen, but why am I so scared aaaah!]
[A young man withdrew his little jiojio sticking out from under the blanket.]
[@Xuanmen Association, did you hear that? Hundred Fox Village’s Fox Great Immortal is randomly taking people! Hurry up and deal with her!]
[……]
Tang Tang looked toward the nearby bushes in a panic, continuously retreating, her voice trembling: “Just now, just now something fluffy touched my calf.”
Feng Langqing swallowed his saliva and comforted her: “Maybe it was a wild cat’s tail brushing by. Don’t scare yourself.”
Though he said that, his hand tightly held Nan Yuanman’s and didn’t dare let go.
He was scared too! Not to mention, he truly knew that there were real demons and ghosts in this world…
The other staff members chimed in agreement, but they also felt chills all over. They quickly urged Feng Langqing and Nan Yuanman back to their lodging.
Whether by coincidence or the program group’s deliberate arrangement, living next door to the left of Feng Langqing and Nan Yuanman were Jiang Chuyun and Jiang Xinxin, and to the right were Meng Xi and Meng Juanjuan.
When Feng Langqing and Nan Yuanman returned to their lodging, the four of them were coming back looking disheveled and exhausted.
Jiang Xinxin was sulking and throwing a tantrum at the back, Meng Juanjuan was gently persuading her, and Jiang Chuyun looked irritated, desperate to take a bath right now and having no mind left to coax Jiang Xinxin.
Washing the horse was truly too difficult for this uncle and niece pair who had never done such work.
Especially since that horse seemed to be opposing them—never defecating or urinating when not being washed, but starting as soon as the washing began, splashing stinky water on his shoes and clothes.
Jiang Xinxin, being short, had it even worse. The horse manure splashed dirty water right in her face when it hit the ground, making her break down in tears.
Jiang Chuyun had to coax her while working, tossing and turning all afternoon, and only managed to finish with the program group’s help.
Meng Xi, who was afraid of cows, had an especially hard time too. If Meng Juanjuan hadn’t helped her in time, she probably would have been injured by the startled cow.
“Yo, you’re back? Looks like the task didn’t go so well.” Feng Langqing and Nan Yuanman each held a tomato, leaning over the low wall to look out.
The countryside tomatoes had no technology or harsh chemicals—just pure, naturally grown organic plants, crisp, tender, and fresh sweet. Nan Yuanman ate with her little mouth red and cheeks puffing in and out like a little hamster.
As soon as Jiang Xinxin looked up, she saw the comfortable Nan Yuanman munching on a tomato, clean and pristine all over. Her heart immediately felt unbalanced, and she pouted, pointing at Nan Yuanman and shouting to the director:
“Director Uncle! You’re biased! Why was her task so easy, not getting dirty at all, and even having fruit to eat! My task was so hard!”
“What else could it be for? Because you’re unlucky.” Nan Yuanman crunched on the tomato innocently, saying the heart-piercing words: “You drew that task yourself, so how can you say the director uncle is biased?”
She wasn’t wrong—Jiang Xinxin had the three flames on her body, with the two on her shoulders especially dim, and her current luck was low, so naturally she was unlucky.
Jiang Chuyun felt upset listening to this. What did this Nan Yuanman mean? Cursing Xinxin?
He frowned with a cold face, in an educating tone: “Yuanman, how can you talk to your younger sister like that? Didn’t your mother teach you? You’re the older sister; you should help your younger sister more and take better care of her usually.”
“Like today, once your task was done, you should have come to help your younger sister with hers.”
Nan Yuanman’s little head shook vigorously: “No no no, my mother only gave birth to me, one daughter, no younger sister.”
“And according to what you said.” Nan Yuanman tilted her head, posing a soul-searching question: “Then why didn’t you come help me after finishing your task? You’re my real uncle!”
“Shouldn’t adults help children even more?”
Jiang Chuyun was immediately speechless, unable to utter a single rebuttal.
Seeing a chance to curry favor with Jiang Chuyun, Meng Xi spoke up nicely as a peacemaker: “Yuanman, then you shouldn’t talk to your uncle like that. He’s your elder, and children should just listen when elders lecture—after all, it’s for your own good.”
Nan Yuanman took a bite of tomato, glanced at her, and pouted: “By your logic, this is our family matter. Why is an outsider like you butting in?”
Feng Langqing couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing. This little dumpling’s mouth was too sharp; he couldn’t even get a word in to scold for her.
Meng Xi lost face and her expression turned from green to white in embarrassment, furious inside—this little ghost was truly detestable!
Suppressing her desire to curse, she hurriedly said: “Yuanman, a kid like you won’t be liked by anyone in the future!”
Without waiting for Nan Yuanman to retort, she dragged Meng Juanjuan into the house.
To save face, Jiang Chuyun also hastily left a sentence: “Just like your mom, nasty personality! After this variety show ends, I’ll have to ask your mom how she raised you!”
Then he carried Jiang Xinxin back to their room and slammed the door shut hard.
Nan Yuanman unhappily pouted and muttered softly: “If you want to see my mom, I’ll send you down to meet her tonight…”
No matter how harsh Nan Yuanman’s words were, she was still a little affected by theirs—but just a little. Soon she comforted herself and went off heartlessly with Feng Langqing to bathe and stargaze.
The baby variety show’s first day livestream finally ended. Night fell, and after the guests washed up, they also fell asleep.
Meng Xi had an unpleasant day and was still cursing Nan Yuanman before falling asleep. Meng Juanjuan hugged her little blanket, lying on the prepared floor mat, not daring to make a sound.
As the night deepened, Meng Juanjuan suddenly heard rustling sounds by her ear.
She hazily opened her eyes and saw Meng Xi, who had been asleep, get down from the bed and walk stiffly toward the outside…
