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Chapter 547 - Chapter 547 547. Qiaoqiao Summer Escape Live Broadcast_1

Chapter 547: 547. Qiaoqiao Summer Escape Live Broadcast_1 Chapter 547: 547. Qiaoqiao Summer Escape Live Broadcast_1 This time, it was Qi Lin who spoke:

“There are two aspects.”

“On one hand, Song Tan’s brother couldn’t be the head of a household, which in a rural community that values male heirs, must have made their past life particularly difficult.”

Whether in terms of what people said, or the village matters, big or small.

Childless elderly, alone and neglected, today a neighbor takes a piece of your land, tomorrow they cut down a couple of your trees… Who can the elderly turn to for justice?

Similarly, a son with intellectual disabilities, a daughter far away in the city…

“On the other hand, their family indeed received quite a lot of help from the villagers in the past–even if it was just people lending a hand with minor matters, but it’s often the little things that can break a person’s spirit.”

“But now, at last, it’s their turn to gradually bring hope to others–that’s the pride they’ve come to feel.”

Not pride in “others need my help,” but pride in–

“We finally have the capacity to give back and to help others.”

Yan Ran looked at Qi Lin, and Qi Lin smiled, “You want to know how I knew?”

His smile grew more complex: “Because I was an abandoned child with a cleft lip–picked up by my grandparents after their son died.”

He touched his lip: “About my mouth… I didn’t go to school until I was ten, a volunteer teacher helped raise funds for my surgery.”

“It was also him who talked to my grandfather. In the countryside, living out a lifetime by his side, the kids would end up the same–that’s when my grandfather finally relented and let me go to the city for high school.”

When it was time to submit college applications, majors in computer science and finance were all the rage… but he took several days off from the factory to return to his hometown and then switched his major to agriculture.

He had promised his grandfather, once he had learned enough, he would still come back home to him.

Upon hearing this, everyone except Professor Song found themselves at a loss for words.

They knew Qi Lin came from a rural background and had only a grandfather, but… it’s just that, in their eyes, the gap between rural and urban life wasn’t that significant, plus they only got to know him in grad school, so no one had bothered to ask.

But hearing this now, it just felt so poignant.

It was Professor Song who broke the mood: “Alright, we’ve eaten so much our stomachs are working overtime, our brains are starving for oxygen, let’s just go out and help pick water caltrops.”

Qi Lin laughed and quickly got up to go there.

Song Sancheng had little patience for this kind of work.

It’s quite strange indeed; ask him to fish, and he could sit still for a whole day and come back empty-handed.

Ask him to pick water caltrops, and with just these two baskets, all twisted with vines, he would dawdle and manage only to pick half in half a day.

Now seeing people come, he was like a man reprieved, but still making a show of politeness: “Oh, how could I impose? This little bit of work, I can handle it.”

While he was still speaking, Song Tan heard her phone ‘ding-dong’ with a notification inside the house–

“Huh, Qiaoqiao is live streaming?”

What?

Wu Lan ended the call and quickly came over: “That silly kid, always broadcasting all sorts of nonsense, and still has so many fans. I’m serious when I livestream, so why don’t I get many likes?”

Song Tan: …

If Zhang Yanping were here, she would certainly have something to say–

“You can talk about rural life, that’s not an issue, and discussing brooms isn’t a problem either, but at least try to keep it concise! You often get sidetracked while streaming and then disappear from view… Fans on Vibrato are used to a fast-paced lifestyle. They just don’t have the same patience as Qiaoqiao’s fans.”

But Song Tan would never say that–right now, she silently opened the live broadcast room. Professor Song, who was in the corridor, heard and curiously asked, “Is Qiaoqiao still streaming?”

Isn’t he…

“Yes!” Song Sancheng was also brimming with joy, finally having a legitimate excuse to fiddle with his phone. Awkwardly, he clicked on the push notification link, and soon, Qiaoqiao’s voice came through the camera–

“Hi, kids, Teacher Qiaoqiao is out traveling today! My brother said it was too hot at home, so he decided to take me out to cool off. That’s why we came to Sea City.”

He was holding a tripod, showing his face to the camera, his brows knit with worry: “But it’s so hot in Sea City too, the phone is scorching.”

The comment section lit up instantly:

[Hahahahaha]

[I’m dying of laughter! Seeking cooler weather in Sea City during July is something else.]

[Baobao, your place is just over thirty degrees in summer, but Sea City has that kind of weather for three seasons a year.]

[Don’t be scared if the phone is hot, that’s just my fiery love for the streamer burning bright!]

[Sea City, ah! Sea City has giant lobsters! The seafood is divine!]

[Impossible, the food at the streamer’s place is the real delight.]

In the room, Yan Ran looked at the streamer’s face glowing white under the sun, feeling suddenly struck by sorrow: “How can he still be so pale after sunbathing in Sea City, what’s the point of my diligent sun protection then?”

Wu Lan muttered to herself, “What a silly boy, no straw hat in this burning sun? Sea City is that hot, no wonder I didn’t go on a vacation, it would just be asking for misery.”

However, Qiaoqiao, despite feeling hot, was still in high spirits:

“But Sea City is really pretty, the sea is so, so big, and the flowers are beautiful too. There’s a kind of flower called the frangipani–”

He switched the camera angle: “Look! It’s so big, white on the edges, yellow in the center, it’s especially pretty.”

“Before, my mom saw a video on Douyin about a frangipani tree producing eggs. My sister said that was a scam because the egg looked exactly like a hen’s… I thought it was a scam too, but I didn’t expect to find real frangipani flowers here in Sea City. I wonder if these will actually produce eggs.”

“This tree is so big and can bloom so many flowers at once. If it could really produce eggs, what would our hen do then?”

[I’m laughing so hard, holy crap, are you saying this tree could actually lay eggs?]

[Baobao, frangipani flowers won’t produce eggs, the hens won’t be out of a job… after all, hens are also quite tasty]

[Hahaha, what devilish things is that person spouting ahead?]

[To tell the truth, old hens stewed in soup… slurp!]

[Stop it, stop it, it’s time for lunch, I’m hungry.]

[Streamer, stop touring already and come back home, your store has run out of everything already.]

[Nonsense! There are still a few reed mats left to grab.]

[I’ve already sorted out reed mats for the whole family, but now there’s nothing to eat; we can’t just hug them and nibble, can we?]

[Oh, look at our Teacher Qiaoqiao’s joyful expression, is this his first time traveling? Enjoy yourself–saying the most heartfelt words while staring at the ten neatly stacked jars of chili sauce in the fridge.]

Qiaoqiao was about to say something more when the guide up ahead started shouting into the microphone, “Dear tourists, look ahead, that guesthouse by the sandy beach is where we’ll be staying tonight! Not only can we listen to the tides at night, but we’ll also have a clam-digging activity early tomorrow morning!”

“For this afternoon’s itinerary, we need to take the cable car here over to the island opposite us!”

“Atop the island’s cliff, there is a seafood buffet with an excellent reputation. You’ll be spoilt for choice, allowing you all to taste the best of Sea City’s cuisine and specialties–this isn’t just me making things up, everyone. You can check the reviews online. We local tour guides make sure our visitors experience the most authentic flavors and uniqueness of our city, and you certainly won’t encounter any overcharging…”

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