Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show
Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Chapter 155

Squeak—

Sang Ning held onto the bamboo pole with one hand and pushed open the decaying wooden door with the other. Sawdust shook loose from the door panel.

"Achoo—"

Sang Ning was triggered by the sawdust and sneezed, quickly stepping back a few paces.

Once the sawdust had scattered onto the bluestone ground, she picked up the straw and headed inside.

After entering, she stepped into a roughly two-meter-long passageway, surrounded by walls smeared with mud.

Passing through the passage, one officially entered the small courtyard.

On either side of the courtyard were mud walls, and in the middle stood three wooden huts. Hanging at the doors of each hut were corn and chili peppers.

In the corner of the courtyard, firewood and miscellaneous items were piled haphazardly, looking very messy. Apart from that, there was nothing else in the yard.

"Grandpa, I’ve put the straw in your courtyard!"

Sang Ning called out toward the middle wooden hut, then took down the bamboo pole, preparing to stack the straw in the yard.

She untied the rope from the bamboo pole and began neatly placing three bundles of straw in the corner of the yard. Just as she straightened up, she noticed someone inside the wooden hut from the corner of her eye.

Sang Ning looked up to see an elderly man with a plaster-cast leg propped up on a crutch, standing at the doorway.

"Oh dear, thank you so much! You kind folks have been a huge help to me."

The old man finished speaking and lifted his crutch, ready to cross the threshold, which was almost level with his knee joint.

Sang Ning’s eyelid twitched, and she quickly reached out in a panic to stop him. "Wait, Grandpa, don’t move!"

In the blink of an eye, she had rushed to the door and steadied the old man.

"Grandpa, your leg is injured, so don’t move around unnecessarily. Don’t worry about the straw in the fields; we’ll make sure to bring back every last bit for you." While comforting him, Sang Ning guided him back to the wooden bed inside.

The old man felt embarrassed and, upon reaching the bedside, stubbornly refused to lie down no matter how much Sang Ning tried to convince him.

"You folks are putting in so much effort. I should at least accompany you in the yard. Just lying here—I couldn’t rest easy!"

Sang Ning took away his crutch and firmly pressed him onto the bed, her tone serious. "What’s there to feel uneasy about? You’re injured, so you need to lie down properly. If you’re in the yard, you’d be holding up our work."

The old man didn’t expect Sang Ning to be so forceful. He tried to get up and resist, but she pushed him back down in one motion.

Unwilling to give up, he gritted his teeth and tried again. But as soon as his shoulder lifted slightly, she pressed him down again.

This back-and-forth cycle repeated several times until the old man finally resigned himself and lay flat on the bed.

[Are Sang Ning and the old man putting on some kind of extreme tug-of-war here?]

[Two stubborn bulls colliding—may the stubbornest win. Grandpa, just accept your fate. When it comes to grappling, you’re no match for Sang Ning.]

The old man let out a laugh mixed with helplessness before sighing and saying, "Well, then I’ll have to trouble you. My wife has long passed away, and my son took my daughter-in-law to the city for medical treatment. I was planning to harvest the straw in the fields these past two days, but then I injured my leg. Look at me—getting old really makes you useless!"

"It’s no problem. The program crew told us about your situation last night. Don’t worry. There are plenty of us, and we’ll make sure to harvest all the straw within a day."

Sang Ning said this with a genuine and infectious smile, instantly putting the old man at ease, dispelling his worries about being a bother.

[I feel like slapping myself—how to fix it? I was just calling Sang Ning clumsy, and here she is working earnestly. Turns out she’s doing it for the old man’s sake!]

[Sang Ning is an absolute gem! She’s laid-back about her own affairs but is so attentive when it comes to others.]

[Sang Ning is exactly the type to be cold on the outside but warm on the inside. She might seem aloof and cool, even unapproachable, but she’s truly considerate of others deep down. She must be the kind who’s great to her friends—I really want to be good friends with her.]

After neatly stacking all the straw bundles in the courtyard, Sang Ning didn’t immediately head back to the fields. Instead, she went door to door, asking the villagers for bamboo poles.

The people of Jiangkou Village were very welcoming, and Sang Ning’s good looks and polite demeanor made it even harder for anyone to refuse her requests.

Soon enough, she had gathered ten bamboo poles from the villagers and headed back to the fields.

[I don’t really understand—why does Sang Ning need so many bamboo poles? Everyone else working with poles seems to be fumbling around—no matter how many she gets, it won’t make much difference.]

[Since you put it that way, I feel even sorrier for Sang Ning. So, it turns out she’s the only efficient one? Every roundtrip takes half an hour—are they treating Sang Ning like a pack mule here?]

Without the weight of the straw holding her down, it only took Sang Ning a little over ten minutes to return to the fields.

On her way back, she surprisingly didn’t encounter a single other guest, which struck her odd. She’d been away for so long—how had no one else shown any signs of activity?

When Sang Ning finally arrived at the fields, the reason became clear—no one had left yet, as they were still fooling around with the bundles of straw!

In fact, there were now two individuals completely wrapped in straw, striking various comical poses with their backs to her.

Based on her intimate knowledge of every guest’s antics, Sang Ning only needed a glance at their silhouettes to recognize the two troublemakers as Sang Chuan and Song Shiye.

The fields absorbed footsteps, so Sang Ning quietly approached the duo and sneakily crept up behind them, before delivering a sharp kick to one of their backsides. "I’ve already carried one load of straw back, and you’re still here playing around with grass!"

[That familiar fiery attitude, that recognizable sass—Sang Ning is clearly still the Sang Ning who doesn’t obediently slog away without complaints.]

[I take back all my pity for Sang Ning. The ones deserving sympathy now are Sang Chuan and Song Shiye.]

Song Shiye clasped his rear and spun around, eyes widening in disbelief. "Oh my god, Sister Sangsang, you actually kicked me? Shouldn’t it be Sang Chuan getting kicked instead?"

Song Shiye was beyond shocked. If anyone were going to suffer a kick, it surely shouldn’t be him—especially since he wasn’t Sang Ning’s blood sibling! Did Sang Ning have no limits now when dealing with people?

"Sorry, I favor my right foot. Your rear just happened to be closer to my lifting right leg!" Sang Ning gave absolutely no sign of remorse, her response instead filled with sheer directness.

[Song Shiye is a popular idol, and this woman dares kick even him. She’s truly fearless!]

[Oh no, Sister Sang, can’t you tone it down? Our Ning Juli fandom is still small—we’ll be outnumbered if Song Shiye’s fans come for us!]

[Why are your fans so cowardly? The idol himself is brave enough to take the kick, and you won’t even dare confront Song Shiye’s fans in a heated debate?]

[No, no, no—we fans of Song Shiye absolutely don’t want to fight you. If we get tangled up in online drama, Sang Ning might just vent her frustration on our Xiao Ye again and kick him a few more times!]

[Why does it feel like Song Shiye gets beat up, and yet his fans are the ones laughing about it?]

[Because this kid is such a rascal. Whenever he roasts us, he always does that mocking "nyah-nyah-nyah" thing that we can’t even hit back against. Now, we have to thank Sister Sangsang’s big kick for giving him what he deserves!]

[Hahahaha, it’s official—this world where the idol suffers while the fans enjoy it has been achieved.]

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