"I won't say anything more, don't be angry." Gu Miaomiao noticed that her wife was acting a bit strange, so she quickly backed down. "I won't ask her next time."
"I really want to crack open your head and see what's inside." Shen Wuqiu got angrier and angrier, and grabbed her ear.
"I do have serious things to think about, really."
"Tell me, what serious things are you thinking about?"
"For example, let Ji Mao inherit my position as God, at what age... oh..."
After pulling hard, Shen Wuqiu immediately released her ear. Noticing that her ear was bright red, she couldn't bear it and rubbed it for her. "Does it hurt?"
"If you rub it again, it won't hurt anymore." Gu Miaomiao wasn't angry at all, and seemed very easy to coax.
Shen Wuqiu felt both helpless and amused. After staring at her for more than ten seconds, she sighed helplessly, "I really can't do anything with you..."
Gu Miaomiao tilted her head and looked at her.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Gu Miaomiao shook her head, then gave her a big bear hug. "Qiuqiu, I like you so much."
"I know, you've said it so many times." Shen Wuqiu patted her head, then smiled and said, "Yeah, I like you too."
Gu Miaomiao looked up at her with a silly grin, "I felt it~ So, can we plow the fields tonight?"
"..."
It seems the saying is true – speak of the devil, and he shall appear.
The couple had only been talking about Stephen Chow one night when, the very next morning, Stephen Chow appeared in the yard with bags and packages.
"Oh dear, you silly child, why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have sent someone to pick you up in the county town."
Zhou Xingxing had a good impression of her last visit, and she received a warm welcome from the elders in her family as soon as she arrived.
"Oh, it's no big deal. Besides, practice makes perfect," Zhou Xingxing said carelessly, opening his suitcase and taking out the gifts he had prepared one by one. "Uncle, these are for you. Aunt, these are for you..."
"Oh, why are you being so polite?" They said politely, but everyone still accepted the gifts.
After distributing gifts to the elders, Stephen Chow started giving each of the plush toys a gift. After giving each one a gift, from the largest plush to the fourth plush, Stephen Chow looked at the extra three-colored plush and was stunned. "When did another five-colored plush come along?"
Shen Wuqiu scoffed at her, "Her name is Ashu."
"Why didn't you tell me? I only prepared gifts for the four kids."
"If you were coming, why didn't you let me know in advance?"
"Oh, I just wanted to surprise you, didn't I?" Zhou Xingxing said as he rummaged through his suitcase. After searching for a while, he took out a bracelet with a Buddhist bead inlaid in it from his bag and put it around Xiao Sanhua's neck. It fit perfectly. "Little darling, please be understanding since it's our first meeting."
Ah Shu seemed to really like the gift she gave him. After wearing the bracelet, he shook his head and then enthusiastically licked Stephen Chow's hand.
"It seems that Ah Shu really likes the gift you gave him."
Stephen Chow said with a smug look, "Of course, I'm a cat expert."
Shen Wuqiu ignored her and asked, "How is your grandmother?"
"Wow, the old lady is amazing. Everyone thought she was going to die that time. The doctors at the hospital even told us to go home and prepare for the worst. But she woke up after lying down for two hours and even asked if we wanted her to cook for us. At first, we thought it was just a temporary lucidity before death, but after staying with her for half a month, she got better and better. I think living to be a hundred is definitely not a problem for her."
When Stephen Chow speaks, he sounds like a child, with a lot of expressions. He says one sentence and sighs two sentences, just like telling a story. His words made everyone laugh.
Su Yunzhi teased her, "Your grandma is fine, but why do you seem so unhappy?"
"I'm not exactly unhappy, just a little melancholy," Zhou Xingxing said, sitting down on the sofa. "My grandma has so many grandchildren and great-grandchildren, but I'm the only one who hasn't settled down and started a family. And I just quit my job. My relatives and friends are being inhumane, insisting that I stay with my grandma all the time. They say old trees have many roots, and old people talk a lot, and my grandma's mouth is like Tang Sanzang's, she can chatter for twelve hours a day. I'm really speechless."
Su Yunzhi: "So you didn't sneak in this time, did you?"
Stephen Chow: "No, I've already told my family."
Zhao Jiujiu: "Will your family agree?"
Stephen Chow: "If I told them I'd found a job, they would definitely agree. My parents still support me pursuing my career."
Su Yunzhi: "So what kind of job did you find?"
Stephen Chow: "I've made up my mind. I'm going to come and develop my career in your village from now on."
Gu Miaomiao immediately reacted as if facing a formidable enemy: "We don't lack farmers."
Stephen Chow: "Oh, I don't farm."
Shen Wuqiu: "So what are you planning to do?"
Stephen Chow: "Live-streaming farming."
"..."
After ten seconds of silence, Zhou Xingxing looked at the silent crowd and said, "Really, I've thought about my future career plan. I want to be a live streamer."
"..." Remaining silent.
Stephen Chow emphasized again: "I'm serious. This career planning was inspired by the Mao Maos."
"???"
Zhou Xingxing took out his phone, quickly swiped his fingers across the screen, and then opened a video with over 100,000 likes. The video showed the scene of Mao Mao and his friends selling fish.
Stephen Chow: "From now on, I'll livestream the furry kids farming."
A note from the author:
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Chapter 137
After a brief silence.
Stephen Chow looked at this person, then at that person, and the enthusiasm on his face waned. "What kind of expressions are those?"
Shen Wuqiu shrugged, glanced at her suitcase on the floor, and said, "Shall I help you take it to your original room?"
Gu Miaomiao quickly grabbed her suitcase and said, "Even though you didn't prepare any gifts for me and Qiuqiu, we are still very hospitable."
"Who said I didn't prepare gifts for you... No..." Stephen Chow immediately realized, "Now that I'm telling you about my career plans, aren't you going to say something?"
Shen Wuqiu & Gu Miaomiao: "Oh."
Zhou Xingxing rolled his eyes, then looked at Su Yunzhi: "Auntie, what do you think..."
Su Yunzhi: "By the way, Xingxing, you haven't had lunch yet, have you? What would you like to eat for lunch?"
"..." Zhou Xingxing then looked at Zhao Jiujiu, "Aunt, what do you think?"
Zhao Jiujiu thought for two seconds and then said with a fake smile, "Young people's ideas are trendy, but we still need to be realistic."
"..." Even his aunt said so, and the hopeful light in Zhou Xingxing's eyes gradually dimmed. He said dejectedly, "So I'm the only one who thinks it's feasible? I think live-streaming farming is great. Nowadays, people like to experience the idyllic rural life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset..."
“I think it’s feasible,” Mr. Shen interrupted her sighing.
Stephen Chow instantly perked up, looking at Mr. Chen with surprise. After thinking for a moment, he asked first, "You're not joking with me, are you?"
At the same time, everyone else in the hall turned their gazes toward Chen's father, following Zhou Xingxing's.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Dad said sternly, pulling Da Mao into his arms. "Our Mao Maos are much prettier, smarter, and more interesting than those cats and dogs. They're also very capable."
“Exactly.” Zhou Xingxing said as if he had found the whole group. “Uncle, that’s exactly what I think. All those little creatures do is eat and play. I’m getting tired of seeing them. But look at our little furry kids. They’re so young, yet they can help with chores. Next spring, when they go out to catch bugs and pull weeds, won’t that drive those little creatures crazy?”
What does "rolling to death" mean?
"Well... to put it simply, it's about making the competition even more intense."
Mr. Shen seemed to understand, but one thing was clear: "Of course, those cats and dogs online can't compare to our furry friends."
Stephen Chow tried to keep his emotions in check. "Uncle, so you support my career, right?"
Mr. Shen nodded.
Zhou Xingxing still couldn't quite believe it. After all, in her opinion, Shen's father was the old-fashioned man who was hard to persuade, but in the end, he became her first supporter.
"Are you sure you're not joking with me?"
She kept asking, and Mr. Shen got a little annoyed. "Would I lie to a child like you? Would I give you candy if I did?"
"I'm just so happy."
Mr. Shen glanced at Shen Wuqiu sheepishly, "I just felt that everyone had to see our adorable and clever Mao Mao..."
Zhou Xingxing understood. What her career plans were, Shen's father didn't care. The old man just wanted to show off his granddaughter. She gave Shen Wuqiu a lewd smile and said, "Qiuqiu, don't you want to show off your daughter?"
Shen Wuqiu was speechless and gave her a piece of advice: "Ideals are lofty, but reality is harsh."
She genuinely felt that Stephen Chow's career plan was unreliable. It wasn't that she lacked confidence in her daughter; she acknowledged that this was an era of entertainment to the death, but the ultimate secret to traffic was the premeditated incubation by capital.
For someone like Stephen Chow, it's not enough to rely solely on a sudden burst of passion.
Zhou Xingxing, oblivious to her discouraging words, happily pulled Simao into his arms, gave him a pat, and then picked him up and looked him over. "Baby, you've gotten even rounder in the past two months."
"Meow~" Si Mao's eyes, which had gradually lost their blue color, began to reveal their original color. Round, golden eyes were set in such a bitter face, only showing innocence.
Stephen Chow loved her expression; it was so adorable. He pulled her into his arms, took out his phone, opened the camera, adjusted the lens, and started admiring himself while holding Simao. "Baby, don't move, keep that expression, I love you so much..."
This was the first time Simao had faced a camera like this. Looking at herself on the screen, she stared blankly and curiously. When she saw her reflection staring back, she got a little angry and stretched out her little paws to grab at the screen. But to her surprise, the cat's face on the screen suddenly magnified, startling her. She immediately pulled back, meowing.
"Hahaha, baby, this is you!" Stephen Chow laughed heartily.
Finding it amusing, Dad quickly brought Da Mao over, saying, "Come on, give Da Mao a pat too..."
Simao stared curiously at the camera, watching the figures squeeze into the screen. She tilted her head and saw herself tilting her head too. She paused for a second, then straightened her head. The chubby orange cat on the screen followed suit.
While she was distracted by her curiosity, Stephen Chow took photos like crazy.
Their harmonious scene annoyed Er Mao and San Mao, who were fighting over toys in the corner of the hall. The two sisters stopped fighting over the toys and immediately ran over, shamelessly squeezing between Shen's father and Zhou Xingxing.
Although the two sisters didn't know what they were doing, they were definitely vying for the center position.
"Don't rush, don't rush, one at a time." Zhou Xingxing didn't mind the little tricks the little cats used to compete for attention. Seeing Er Mao and San Mao squeezing in the gap between them, he simply picked them up and put them on his lap. "Alright, babies, look at the camera."
Although Er Mao didn't know what a camera was, when he looked up at the screen, he noticed that one of his ears was missing.
"Meow~" As domineering as Er Mao was, how could he tolerate this? He jumped up and tried to step on San Mao and squeeze between San Mao and Si Mao.
Sanmao was unwilling; when her sister bit her, she immediately bit back.
"..." Zhou Xingxing looked at the two cats biting each other in the camera lens and had no choice but to put down his phone.