When Ye Weiran, who was fully engrossed, looked up again, he found that the people around him had almost left.
"Where are the aunties?"
"It's almost noon, everyone has gone home to cook." Aunt Wang replied while packing her things, "You should also take a rest, don't be tired."
"Okay, ma'am."
Ye Weiran stood up and stretched, but then he realized that his back ached.
I looked down at the results of my two hours. Although it was a little crooked, I was already looking forward to what it would look like after it was completed.
"Auntie, we are back." Zhang Ruoruo took Lu Yanxi's arm and entered the gate together with Liu Ran.
When Ye Weiran saw Lu Yanxi, his first reaction was to quickly hide the fruits of his labor.
Then he walked over pretending to be nonchalant, "Why are you two alone, where are the others?"
"They are still filming. Let's come back to help prepare lunch."
Ye Weiran pulled her to sit down, "Leave lunch to me, you can just rest.".
"I can help." Lu Yanxi tried to stand up but was pushed back to the bench by Ye Weiran.
"Be obedient and sit still."
Zhang Ruoruo and Liu Ran were curled up with their hands and feet beside them. This is the real-life version of the love of a domineering president.
Before they finished eating the melon, Ye Weiran turned around and looked at the two of them emotionlessly, "Don't you want to cook? Let's go and get to work."
Sure enough, the tenderness of a domineering president is reserved only for his little wife.
Lu Yanxi stayed in the village with the crew for eight days, and Ye Weiran also stayed with him for eight days.
Every day I help the ladies with some crafts, cook for the crew, or play with the big yellow dog next door, and occasionally do hard work for the crew. It can be said that I have immersed myself in the life of a househusband.
A rich second-generation man who grew up in fine clothes and fine food turned into a young man who at first glance looked like a native of the village.
However, Ye Weiran's character as a doting wife has been completely established.
The villagers in the village, colleagues on the film crew, and of course those in Wang Ming's circle of friends, all knew that Ye Weiran was a maniac who doted on his wife.
Until a long time after they left the village, when the ladies were sitting around chatting about home affairs, they still couldn't leave this handsome young man without saying a word.
I no longer have the same enthusiasm as before when I introduce people to others. After all, I have seen what a real "good guy" is, and my vision has improved a lot.
Finally, the day of departure came, and the villagers came early in the morning with many gifts to say goodbye.
"This is a cucumber grown at my home. Take it back and eat it."
"This is the corn grown by my family. It is sweet and tender."
"And our peaches, we picked the biggest ones for you."
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At first, everyone refused to accept it, but they couldn’t live up to everyone’s enthusiasm, so they finally accepted it.
Aunt Wang started sighing early in the morning, "I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again in the future. I really can't bear to do it."
"We will definitely meet again, aunt, please pay more attention to your health."
Who would have thought that in the past few days, it would be Ye Weiran who had the deepest relationship with the villagers.
The bus drove far away, and the people on the bus and those who stayed on were still waving their hands.
For those who leave, this place is like a paradise. Although life is not as convenient as outside, it is peaceful and comfortable inside.
For those who stayed behind, their arrival was like a bird passing over a calm lake.
There was a brief commotion, but eventually the place returned to calm.