Even After My Death-Chapter 691 - 590: Calling Qi Xingzhou! My Wife is Dying!

Chapter 691: Chapter 590: Calling Qi Xingzhou! My Wife is Dying!

The golden sunlight folded into the clouds, and the first raindrop fell on people’s heads. Before everyone could react, countless other raindrops rushed down rapidly.

The rain came fiercely and suddenly; one moment it was blazing hot sunshine, the next it was pouring rain.

The guests, who were originally outside filming the show, quickly ran to the village chief’s house once they realized it was raining.

Seeing the staff struggling to run with the heavy filming equipment, everyone put aside other concerns and hurriedly helped them relocate.

Once everyone was under the eaves, Ji He suddenly slapped her forehead, looking anxious: "Oh no, oh no! Before I went out, I helped Grandma Wang sun-dry lots of vegetables! I don’t know if she’s back; if she hasn’t returned..."

Grandma Wang was the owner of the house she had been staying in for the past few days and was a bereaved elderly woman.

Thinking about the carefully dried vegetables, Ji He gritted her teeth, ready to rush outside. Fortunately, Zhu Rui reacted quickly and pulled Ji He back: "Don’t be impulsive."

"Don’t worry, don’t worry, maybe Grandma Wang has already gone home to collect them," Hao Meng stepped up to comfort her.

Ji He said, "I just don’t know if she’s home, that’s why I’m worried..."

In fact, as someone who had grown up in a privileged environment and hardly faced any hardships, Ji He would have never imagined she would care about such things!

Before participating in this variety show, her life may not have been luxurious, but it was far from frugal.

In her past twenty-three years, the word "frugal" never existed.

Until she joined the variety show, this was Ji He’s first experience with rural life.

It’s fair to say, she had never faced such hardships in the past twenty-three years.

Living in a mud house, eating basic meals.

In the first few days, Ji He nearly couldn’t endure it.

However, after pushing through and living closely with the villagers, she realized how extravagant and wasteful her past life had been.

Chen Yunlu also said, "Regardless of whether Grandma Wang is at home, rushing back now would be futile. With this heavy rain, if the vegetables were not collected, they would already be wet. Don’t go back and catch a cold."

"Right, right, getting a cold and fever is no joke."

"Think positively, even if the vegetables get wet, as long as they’re dried out once the sun comes out, they can still be eaten."

Everyone was trying to persuade her.

Listening to everyone, Ji He’s anxious heart began to calm down.

She nodded: "You’re right."

"Sister, don’t worry. Grandma Wang has already gone home," a young voice suddenly chimed in.

Ji He instinctively looked where the voice came from and saw a little girl.

Not only the guests were outside when it started raining, but many villagers were also working the fields.

When the rain started, some rushed back home, while a few joined the guests in the village chief’s house for shelter.

Nine-year-old Shi Xiaohua and her grandmother were among them.

Having gathered her courage to speak, Shi Xiaohua saw several guests turning to look at her and immediately hid behind her grandmother, shy.

"Grandma Wang went home? That’s great." Ji He finally breathed a sigh of relief and happily praised her, "Thank you for telling me, little sister. You’re great."

Shi Xiaohua blushed with both shyness and happiness, quickly adding, "I was playing by the roadside with Brother Xiao Hu and saw Grandma Wang go home."

"Wow! It’s fortunate you saw that! Otherwise, I’d have been worried sick." Ji He saw the girl’s timid nature, recognizing it was a display of her lack of confidence, and praised her even more enthusiastically.

Before long, she became acquainted with Shi Xiaohua.

Shi Xiaohua even volunteered that she loved the rain because after it stopped, she could follow her grandmother into the mountains to pick mushrooms.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunlu and the others realized they could pick mushrooms here and became eager, quickly asking questions.

Shi Xiaohua couldn’t handle all the adult questions alone, so her grandmother and other villagers joined the group chat, introducing many gifts from the mountains, captivating these city kids who hadn’t seen much of the world.

The village chief’s house suddenly became lively and bustling.

The show staff were highly competent; even while sheltering from the rain under the eaves, they didn’t forget their main job, and the cameras continued recording faithfully.

[Hey, Ji He’s had quite the transformation!]

[...Is this still the Ji He who couldn’t do anything right and only got in the way?]

[Ji He’s had quite the transformation! Seeing her put too much salt while cooking, wasting loads of food, the host’s heart ached, even if she didn’t care at all.]

[Hahaha, not only that, when she helped pull weeds, she pulled up all the seedlings too and looked completely unconcerned.]

[Ji He came here for a rustic transformation...]

[Ji He isn’t the only one; the other guests have changed in various ways too.]

[Indeed! After watching this live show for some time, I’ve unknowingly started being frugal!]

[+1, I’ve realized I wasted so much before and feel deeply guilty.]

[Who isn’t...]

Viewers in front of the screens suddenly began to share their past wasteful behaviors and openly started sharing their recent small tips for living frugally.

The screen was lively, warm, and harmonious.

Quietly, Jiang Ning looked up at the sky, the eaves above her head dripping with a curtain of crystal drops, and the large water tank in the yard filled with shimmering fragments of silver.

Looking out, thousands of silvery threads wove a hazy veil, while smoke from distant kitchens drifted along the eaves and was sliced into intermittent cotton-like wisps by the rain.

With this setup, it was clear the rain wouldn’t stop anytime soon.

Lou Yingyan had been quietly watching Jiang Ning.

Like Jiang Ning, he hadn’t joined the group chat to kill time.

The two stood silently under the eaves, and no one knew how the cameraman managed it, but he found an angle that excluded the others chatting excitedly nearby, focusing only on Jiang Ning and Lou Yingyan. From the photographer’s perspective, Jiang Ning and Lou Yingyan seemed to be standing shoulder to shoulder.

Their external appearance and temperament were excellent, and with the primal verdant mountains and rain as the backdrop, although Jiang Ning and Lou Yingyan had no conversation, sometimes silence speaks louder than hysteria.

[Oh my, oh my, oh my! Who can understand my shock at this scene! What is this inexplicable sense of fate!]

[Such a match! Such a match! Suddenly, Jiang Ning and Lou Yingyan seem to exist in their own world!]

[OMG! I screenshot it and saved it!]

[How did I not notice before that Lou Yingyan and Jiang Ning are such a match!]

[Ahhhhh, groundhog screech, finally! Finally, the variety essence is here!]

[I knew it! I noticed a long time ago that Lou Yingyan’s gaze at Jiang Ning was not innocent!]

[Zhouzhou! We can’t be blamed for switching sides; this scene is truly too delightful to behold!]

[What about Cool Guy! If you don’t show up, your girl will be snatched away!]