Chapter 1217

The happy days only lasted for one night.

Early the next morning, the director climbed out of the hard dormitory bed, full of longing for breakfast, and stood in the courtyard, only to see an unfamiliar dark-skinned young man smiling at him with white teeth:

"From the crew, right? Breakfast and lunch are in the cafeteria today, please help yourselves."

Director:?!!

"Is the food in the cafeteria the same as the Song family's meals?" he asked, clinging to a glimmer of hope.

The other person smiled: "Of course it's different."

And the two cameramen behind him asked: "Breakfast and lunch in the cafeteria, does that mean we can still go to the house for dinner?"

The other person was stunned, then asked curiously: "There's nothing to film here, are you guys not leaving after lunch?"

Director:...

Fine, fine! So you're chasing us away, right? Fine, we'll go! We won't eat lunch, we'll just go!

When he came to his senses, he found that the two cameramen had already started adding more rice!

"They're all fast-growing ones, they said if we plant them now, they'll arrange for people to come and buy them at the end of next month..."

"Are the persimmon trees on the rocky slope alive? There's been no movement since they were grafted a long time ago."

But!

The director and the cameramen stood where they were, staring blankly for a long time, not daring to make a sound.

Three o'clock is three o'clock, the air is good in the morning anyway.

But the whole way was lined with high fences and climbing thorny vines, and inside the fences were patches of vegetable fields... it was rural enough, just not associated with beautiful scenery.

"Hurry up, after finishing here, let's turn the soil in our own fields; Song Song Sancheng said that once we finish and settle the wages, we'll distribute the vegetable seedlings registered last year..."

"They start work at 7 o'clock here; by May or June, I'm afraid they'll start work at 5 in the morning."

Thinking of last night, the director fell silent again.

Until they climbed up a gentle slope.

Lu Chuan nodded: "Everything is planned; I'll say goodbye to friends today and tomorrow, and by the way, coordinate the next book with the editor; I can set off tomorrow night or the day after."

At that moment, the dreamlike scene in the mountain mist seemed to finally break open, with deep and light purples and greens intertwined on the mountain, making the director's heart bleed—

Harboring resentment over food and work, the director finally plunged into the cafeteria.

Because these were the first ones planted, the flowers were now abundant and the green was tender, stretching all the way down the mountain like large, colorful dreams.

"When did Tan Tan send you so many things?"

Director:...

"Secretary Zhu said she'd hold a meeting for us tonight, saying she wants to plan some unified planting or something..."

"I see they can live; the newly planted persimmon trees have already started to sprout. That university student said not to give too much fertilizer, otherwise the grafted branches will grow too large and the cut won't be able to handle it..."

This place was also separated by high fences, with vines with fine little thorns growing on the edges.

"After you go, hurry up and keep an eye on the homestay... sigh, I thought I could go help you keep an eye on it first!"

He then ordered: "Hurry up and bring all the equipment, I'm calling Song Tan—if I can't film the storyboard, I can at least film empty shots, right?!"

He waved his arms: "Let's go, let's go eat breakfast, and after eating, let's go down the mountain to take a look—I want to see what a 44-yuan peach blossom looks like!"

"Already finished planting, today we're going to cut Chinese milk vetch..."

There's no way; although she quit her formal job a long time ago, she's been doing financial work for over ten years. Now that she says she's quitting, the other party just hired someone, and the handover will take a while, so the resignation date has to be dragged out...

What, what can I say to that?

"Did you guys not sleep well last night?"

Seeing him look over, the other person shared happily: "This food is so delicious! A hundred times better than our crew's boxed lunches!"

"I'll ask the university student later to see if we can save seeds and plant them ourselves; the taste is really good, it's so nice to plant some for ourselves..."

After eating until their bellies were round again, the three of them finally walked along the road to digest their food, looking left and right, trying to find rural beauty.

"I used to think you planted too many flowers; now that they've all been moved away, the house looks too empty."

It really hurts that such beautiful scenery can't be filmed in the drama!

And in the distant rolling mountains, clouds and mist swirled layer by layer, weaving through the dew on the delicate leaves. The cool morning mountain breeze, carrying the fragrance of flowers, blew past, and the whole person seemed to be stilled, even afraid to make a sound.

Until the lively sounds of people gradually rose beside them, villagers holding various tools walked by chatting, and the straight-backed young man in front opened the fence, waiting for everyone to enter in turn...

"I have to ask too..."

If I don't film these empty shots well, I'll have to sit up in the middle of the night and slap myself twice!

The three of them hesitantly chose some food, then found an empty table to sit at, listening to everyone chatting enthusiastically in their local dialect, but it wasn't too obscure, and they could still understand—

This morning light, this mountain mist, this spring scenery covering the mountains and plains!

Now it's the opposite; the son has already started packing to set off, but she's still working here, clearing out Lu Chuan's refrigerator inventory.

And far away in the capital, Lu Jing was sighing while packing things from the refrigerator into her suitcase:

Look at breakfast again—rice, steamed buns, meat, vegetables, soup, pancakes; this is too substantial!

Recently, the workload has been heavy and there are many people working, so they all came to the cafeteria early in the morning; now that the three directors entered, they were really not conspicuous at all.

Lu Jing nodded, then looked at the house again:

"Heavy rain is good! Just right, no need to water the fields; the lotus roots by the river can be finished planting in these two days..."

"No one lives here, just let your housekeeper come to clean regularly. You drive your car to Yunqiao Village, I won't drive mine, I'll take the high-speed rail there."

Then looked at her watch: "Why is it only six o'clock?"

"I saw the forecast says there will be heavy rain in two days, how can you finish planting that patch of melon seedlings?"

"Why is there tea here? Don't leave the tea, I have some here, you can share it with your friends."

Everyone was chatting enthusiastically, either about farming or selling vegetables; the director pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, but couldn't hear anything.

"Oh, why is there meat? Did you pack meat for us when we left?"

And the dark-skinned young man opposite still had that same smile: "There's no other entertainment in the countryside, everyone goes to bed early at night, waking up at 5 in the morning isn't considered early anymore."

But inside, there were tall fruit trees.

He turned and looked at the empty house again, a hint of reluctance in his voice:

She rambled on, exceptionally weary—anyone who had been trying to quit for a month or two without leaving would be in this state.

Because last night they not only slept well, but also felt particularly satisfied; they fell into a deep sleep not long after lying down, and only woke up when the cafeteria side started to bustle in the morning.