Mrs. Huo Is A Crybaby Chapter 947

Chapter 947: Unlock A New Skill

When the group of people arrived in the backyard, they saw Luo Xingguang resting on a small stool. He had successfully chopped the firewood, but it was a mess, with wood fragments all over the floor.

If they didn’t get closer, they would have only seen the neatly stacked piles of wood from afar.

Pan s.h.i.+yu exclaimed, “Xingguang is really strong. There’s so much firewood. After this season’s recording, I think there will be more than we can use.”

After saying this, he suddenly turned to face the camera and teased, “This is the firewood that Luo Xingguang personally chopped. Fans who want to add it to their collection can contact me. The price is absolutely reasonable.”

Song Yi covered her face. She couldn’t bear to tell Pan s.h.i.+yu that, actually, the messy pieces of wood on the ground were chopped by Luo Xingguang.

Tang Xinrou asked curiously, “Mr. Pan, what do you want to do after selling it for money?”

“Hire a chef, and then I’ll be the boss.”

“Hahahaha, this is a good dream.”

The small interlude pa.s.sed just like that, and soon the customers arrived.

They went outside together to welcome them.

However, when they left the backyard, Pan s.h.i.+yu looked at Luo Xingguang with disdain, his heart aching, “Look at you. Young men these days need to train their bodies properly! Otherwise, even a girl can chop wood better than you!”

Luo Xingguang’s face was slapped so hard by this comment that there was practically a smacking sound.

He silently walked over to Song Yaoyao’s side and said, “I think you’re right.”

“What?”

“I should have picked up my luggage earlier and turned around to leave.”

If he had left, he wouldn’t be as embarra.s.sed as he was now.

Song Yaoyao said, “You should sing a song tonight.”

“What song?”

Song Yaoyao smiled. “It’s a pity that there are no ifs.”

Luo Xingguang: “…”

D*mn it! I’ll endure it!

But I’m really angry, Song Yaoyao, you little brat!

…

Their restaurant wasn’t in the downtown area. Instead, it was renovated from a small house in the countryside.

The moment they stepped out, they could see winding mountain roads and green paddy fields by the side of the road.

With mountains and water, the environment was quiet and serene.

“Coming, I’m coming.

“Welcome, welcome, you must be tired from the journey, right?”

Song Yi took the lead, and Tang Xinrou hurriedly went with her to receive the luggage.

“Leave the luggage to me, I’ll take it.”

“Thank you.”

Three men and two women arrived, and the words ‘thank you’ sounded slightly sweet.

Tang Xinrou was stunned and raised her head to look.

When she saw this, she was astonished. “Yu Sitian?”

That’s right, the guests this time were all students from Feng City Film Academy. Yu Sitian was among them.

“What a coincidence.”

Yu Sitian smiled and greeted them warmly.

Those who didn’t know would think that they were good friends.

But in reality…

Their relations.h.i.+p was only known to each other. There was a smile on her face, but it was not genuine.

Song Yaoyao was also a little surprised.

That was all.

“Let me do it.”

Yu Sitian was only here as a customer to partic.i.p.ate in the show. She would stay here for one night and leave the next day. But just for that, she had prepared a 27-inch suitcase.

Tang Xinrou had taken it without noticing. Now that she was in front of the camera, it was naturally not good to return it.

The stone road was very difficult to walk on. If they wanted to return to the building where they were staying, they still had to walk a very long flight of stairs.

It was precisely because the luggage wasn’t easy to carry that Song Yaoyao and Tang Xinrou only carried one backpack each.

Song Yaoyao took the luggage from Tang Xinrou’s hands and easily carried it up.

Tang Xinrou’s heart ached terribly. It was true that her Yaoyao was strong, but who was she to serve others!

If Mr. Huo knew, wouldn’t his heart ache even more?

“I’ll help you.”

One should never underestimate a girl’s luggage, because the weight would definitely be beyond their imagination.