Chapter 1214

After strolling around the river beach for a while, the three directors finally decided to return. As soon as the sightseeing cart stopped at the Song family's place, they saw two people coming down from the back mountain.

The one coming down the mountain was a young woman, looking to be in her early 20s, with fair skin, delicate features, and a hint of a smile at the corners of her mouth.

For some reason, she seemed to be holding back so much that her facial features were slightly distorted.

That's the director's habit—looking at appearance first!

Who knew that when they looked further ahead, whoa!

Incredible! The recognizability was just too high!

They saw a man of similar height and build walking out of the woods. He wasn't as tall as the young man named Chen Chi at the river beach, but he was likely over 1.8 meters.

More importantly, this person was dark-skinned and sturdy, exceptionally fierce; just standing there with his brows furrowed, it looked like he was about to hit someone.

Not to mention his uninhibited attire, which made him look even more extraordinary—he wore a black hoodie on top, but a brightly colored Ming-style long skirt on the bottom. After walking from the back mountain onto the main road, he forcefully let down the long skirt he had been clutching in his arms, the hem covering his shoes, and strode toward them.

The director's body trembled slightly.

This young man does indeed have a bad leg, but he exercises by running on the mountain every day without fail, and he's stronger than those able-bodied young people!

He didn't expect to forget about the skirt when he came out!

"Zhang Zhang Yanping, you finally thought it through and decided to walk this path?"

"What path?" Zhang Zhang Yanping was very confused.

"Brother Zhang Yanping, I heard that for men's clothing, there's only the first time and..."

The late-season tea wasn't picked; the last batch the Song family picked was like this, and they didn't even have enough to drink every day.

He patrols and exercises every day, looking like he hasn't relaxed at all.

Facing his own family and outsiders, Uncle Yi has his own scale in his heart, and at this moment, his brows and eyes were full of smiles:

He turned his deep gaze to size up the three unfamiliar men, making the director slow his breathing.

Aunt Lianhua's words weren't groundless; the new security guards on the mountain, both young and slightly older, were all diligent and responsible, thinking of everything for Chen Yuan in advance.

Two people had unknowingly moved up behind them, and the group was clearly a bit nervous.

Qin Yu was stunned, subconsciously looked at his own leg, and then couldn't help but reveal a big smile.

He looked down at his own bright long skirt, then at his girlfriend's black sweatpants, and his face turned bright red from his earlobes to his neck.

The person is steady and responsible; there's always someone with good judgment who can pick such a partner, and Wu Lan is full of confidence.

"You're terrible! Guo Dong, you actually didn't remind me on purpose!"

—Because just now, when the other person threw the skirt he was clutching in his arms downward, it didn't sound like fabric, but rather like a small copper hammer.

"Can I bring my own water bottle to get a cup of tea tomorrow?"

"Look at you, young man, how good you look when you smile! Quite handsome, actually."

But...

"I see you guys staying here for a while, and everyone has become more cheerful."

He had indeed picked a lot of mushrooms on the mountain with Guo Dong today, and since he didn't have a basket, he had tucked them all into the hem of his skirt.

His expression became even more ferocious and terrifying:

Dr. Guo looked serious: "You were kicking your skirt hem with every step, did you need me to remind you? I thought you just liked wearing it, so I didn't have the heart to point it out."

Just as Wu Lan entered the courtyard after admiring Zhang Zhang Yanping's skirt, she happened to see that smile and couldn't help but be happy again:

"Oh, Song Tan! You look so good when you smile! Smile more often; while we have so many helpers, if there are any good girls in the surrounding villages, I'll introduce them to you!"

Chen Yuan subconsciously tensed her body and clenched her fists.

"Life is what you make of it; smile more, and good fortune will come more often."

And Qin Gao Yuhui was oblivious, standing there looking at everyone in a daze, his thick dark brows furrowing even tighter: "What's wrong?"

"No good tea, just tea dust, old leaves, whatever, just make do with it."

Zhang Zhang Yanping was stunned for a moment, then instantly realized!

"It's fine," an old man opened the tea bucket to show him:

Not to mention the three directors, even the Song family members standing at the door arranging luggage for the directors were all dumbfounded.

After a while, they heard Xin Jun, who was lying on the third-floor balcony, suddenly laugh out loud:

"But don't worry," she said understandingly, "If you want to wear them, I'll buy them for you later; I have money."

Song Tan thought about the taste of the tea she had tasted; that was not "making do"! But thinking about how she heard the tea was now contracted by someone for 50,000 yuan a catty, she felt a bit embarrassed—

And Song Tan looked at the luggage on the sightseeing cart, then at Uncle Yi, and suddenly stepped forward two steps to ask politely:

It just so happened that Uncle Yi came out of the kitchen and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Look, I said so, gulping down five cups of tea in one breath, couldn't hold it in, could you?"

Many of these were actually picked in the autumn.

"Hey, you young people shouldn't be so bitter and hateful every day; it's better to smile like this. What can't be overcome, right?"

"See? These are all the yellow leaves and tea dust picked out when sorting tea, plus some large-leaf tea picked later; just drink it if I give it to you."

"What if..."

For high-quality buds, one person can pick at most 5 catties of fresh tea a day. But if you pick the kind with two or three leaves, one person can pick dozens of catties a day.

As a result, while walking up and down the mountain, he was a bit too quick, and when he let down the skirt hem, the mushrooms he had picked all rolled onto the grass in all directions.

"Captain Chen, don't always dwell on your own situation. Look at my mother-in-law, she's been paralyzed for so many years, haven't we come through it?"

The two of them wandered around the mountain all afternoon and didn't bring back a single flower; Zhang Zhang Yanping was a bit depressed thinking about his date along the way.

Aunt Lianhua happened to pass by and added:

Zhang Zhang Yanping felt even more aggrieved.

"Me!" Zhang Zhang Yanping was flustered and exasperated: "I just forgot!"

Now it's great; he stared at the three strangers with his dark eyes, thinking he had really lost face this time.

"I know, I know..." Guo Dong said perfunctorily: "You're a bit self-conscious the first time you wear it, I understand... Don't be so loud, look at how you scared the guests. When you threw the mushrooms from your skirt onto the ground on the mountain, you weren't this fierce, were you?"

Song Tan finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but laugh again.

"Oh, you guys are so hard-working guarding the mountain every day, it's really not good without some tea—wait, I'll have Chen Yuan arrange a tea bucket for you guys later."

Chen Yuan looked at Dr. Guo, who was trying hard to suppress her laughter, thinking her silly cousin must have been tricked by his girlfriend again, and sighed:

But the director suddenly took a deep breath and quickly ran into the courtyard: "I, I, I, I need to use the restroom..."