Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show
Chapter 153: The Daughter of the Mountain

Chapter 153: Chapter 153: The Daughter of the Mountain

Although Sang Ning had never tied straw before, she paid close attention when the elder demonstrated earlier, memorizing the steps in one go—she just needed practice.

After stacking the straw into countless small piles, she began tying them one by one. She pulled out a few pieces of straw, gripped both ends with her hands, positioned them at about one-third of the pile, and placed them down.

Next, she immediately stood the pile upright, circled the straw once around, and fixed both ends with her hands—one hand above and the other below. The straw pile was tightly secured, its top end tightened while the bottom end remained loose.

After tying countless small piles, Sang Ning stacked them neatly on both ends of a bamboo pole. Once the stacks reached about half an arm’s height, she stepped on the straw piles, pulled the rope around the bamboo pole, and tightened the knot firmly, securing the straw tightly to the bamboo pole.

She flipped the bamboo pole to the other side and tied straw piles onto both ends as well. Gripping the middle of the pole with both hands, she gave a powerful lift, sinking her body slightly as she did. In the blink of an eye, the bamboo pole, loaded with heavy piles of straw on both ends, rested on her shoulders.

Carrying the bamboo pole on her shoulders, Sang Ning took steady steps through the fields with perfect balance.

"This bamboo pole is ready. I’ll head off first; you all need to catch up!" Sang Ning called back a reminder to the other clumsy guests still struggling to tie straw in the fields as she walked several meters ahead.

[Did Sang Ning work on a farm for years before becoming a celebrity? She feels just like a daughter of the mountains—it’s so natural seeing her do farmwork.]

[So what are female celebrities in entertainment circles even being all "elegant" about? Sang Ning, this stunning beauty, does farmwork without a shred of pretension. Unlike some other actresses who can’t even seem willing to shake hands with farmers!]

[You people switching sides are hilarious. Just days ago, you were roasting Sang Ning for being all "elegant," and now you’re turning around to praise her. How fickle.]

[It’s all just a forced persona created to whitewash her image. No need to act so overly sincere.]

[Then let’s see other actresses try forcing this persona! Take a look at Chu Xi, that idiot—she’s tried tying straw several times, but every time she tries lifting it, it all falls apart.]

[I’m not kidding—this "forced persona" Sang Ning puts on isn’t something just anyone can imitate.]

Though the bundles of straw Sang Ning carried looked to weigh dozens of kilograms, she walked steadily, her back straight and graceful. Watching her, Shen Yi couldn’t help but feel that carrying straw seemed like no big deal.

Shen Yi tied some straw to a bamboo pole, placing it on his shoulder to test the weight.

But as soon as the bamboo pole touched his shoulder, he felt as if his bones were being crushed. The sudden sharp pain forced him to hunch over immediately.

Suppressing a muffled grunt, he gritted his teeth and pretended as though nothing had happened. Straightening his back, he hefted the bamboo pole upward.

Damn it—when had he become so weak? The straw on his pole was half the amount Sang Ning carried!

[Does Shen Yi seem a little incapable here? Was he forcing himself just now? His shoulder looked like it was almost buckling under the straw’s weight.]

[Which eye of yours saw him struggling? Clearly, he’s just unfamiliar with using a bamboo pole for the first time.]

The uneven weight of the straw at both ends of Shen Yi’s bamboo pole made it increasingly difficult for him. After walking a few steps forward, one end of the pole felt heavier, and the muddy ground became harder to navigate. On his next step, he lost his balance and fell backward.

He quickly let go, and the bamboo pole slid off his shoulder. The straw he had painstakingly tied scattered all over the ground again.

[Shen Yi fans, come take a look—just like that, you’re still defending your favorite by saying he "just isn’t used to bamboo poles"?]

[That slap in the face sure came fast. One second his fans were saying, "My idol’s just unfamiliar with bamboo poles," and the next, Shen Yi’s actions prove: "I really have no strength."]

Shen Yi was frustrated. He had clearly tied the bundles tightly—so why did the straw keep falling apart? Pulling the bamboo pole out from the mess of straw, he happened to see Sang Chuan pass by and called out to him: "Does your sister often do farmwork at home?"

Sang Ning’s skilled movements felt far too competent for a first-timer, prompting Shen Yi to wonder aloud.

"Huh?" Sang Chuan exaggeratedly opened his mouth wide. "What are you talking about? If farmwork ever needed to be done, my parents would push me into the field first—there’s no way they’d let their precious daughter go!"

There was another thing Sang Chuan didn’t dare to mention: Sang Ning had lived with the Chu Family before, and never had the chance to experience field labor.

"Your sister is seriously amazing. Everyone here combined couldn’t compare to even her pinky finger." Shen Yi genuinely complimented Sang Ning.

Though Sang Chuan often teased Sang Ning, hearing others praise his sister made him nod proudly, as if basking in reflected glory: "Of course! She could crush me with a single pinky finger."

Shen Yi: "..."

[Sang Chuan, you punk, your assessment of your sister isn’t even accurate enough—it’s not her finger; she could finish you off just by opening her mouth.]

[Sang Ning: Not sure if I should feel praised...or insulted.]

Chu Xi and Li Sulan had spent ages trying to tie a proper straw bundle, failing each time. Hearing Shen Yi praising Sang Ning made Chu Xi increasingly irritated.

Which blind eye was Shen Yi using? Just managing to tie and carry straw doesn’t make someone better than her! So does that mean every farmer in Jiangkou Village is better than her now?

Unwilling to accept the praise Sang Ning was receiving, Chu Xi vowed to think up her own method for carrying straw—even if it wasn’t the one taught by the elderly farmer earlier.

Scanning the field, she noticed Chuyun and Chu Wei, a mother-daughter pair, struggling to tie straw a few meters away on her left. Despite numerous attempts, they couldn’t manage a single bundle that stayed intact when lifted, constantly failing at the method the elder had taught.

Chu Xi’s eyes lit with an idea. Carrying her bamboo pole, she approached the duo. Standing the pole upright on the ground, she addressed the pair, who were stooped over trying to tie straw: "How about our two households form an alliance to carry straw?"

[An alliance to carry straw? That’s a first for me—what’s next? Are four people going to lift one bamboo pole together?]

[Can’t quite follow Chu Xi’s thought process. Forming an alliance to tie straw might make sense, but carrying it?]

[Instant respect for Sang Ning—she truly stands out. While Chu Xi here needs an alliance of four just to manage straw, Sang Ning handled everything on her own, from tying to carrying, without relying on anyone.]

[When it comes to physical work, look at Sister Sang. Wait—actually, intellectual tasks also demand we look at Sang Ning. How is this woman so exceptional? Both brainy and brawny—a true prodigy!]

Chu Wei looked up with confusion. "An alliance isn’t a problem; us women naturally have less strength, so working together could save effort. But how exactly would this alliance work?"