Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1154 - 1130. Qiaoqiao Live Stream

Chopping firewood is not easy?!

Having heard there’s rice paper for breakfast, five young men were eager and came over full of energy with the elders at the crack of dawn, while Song Sancheng had just gotten up and stretched. Seeing this, he instantly felt guilty.

Hey, these are the relatives of Secretary Xiaozu, why are they arranged to work every day?

But if they don’t work, it’s such a pity not to put these young men, standing in a row, to use!

After mumbling that, he saw Aunt Lianhua wearing gloves, washing a big basin of coriander by the sink in the morning, imagining how much these young men could eat!

Since that’s the case, it might as well be put to use!

He slung a big bundle of ropes on his back and also called the young men to take the chainsaws.

At the door, he pointed to his new car: "See that? How about it! It’s quite a car, eh?"

The capable young men might not have high emotional intelligence, but they surely know how to respond. The moment Song Sancheng heard praises, it made him even more delighted.

However, no matter how delighted he was, he still had to drive a pickup up the mountain. Opening the car door, he clicked his tongue:

"This door is way too old... nothing like my old car door felt."

Song Tan, leaning over the second-floor railing: ...

Her dad, really... he managed to be so popular in the village over these years, mainly because there were so few people in the village, no one else to do the work or play cards.

After some thought, she decided to shout out too, "Dad, let me go with you."

"No need!" Song Sancheng then realized that his daughter was a young lady, wearing a dress, dating, having rendezvous, and though she wore a jacket and sneakers, you just couldn’t have her go to the mountains to tend the trees, can you?

"What are you going for! There’s no room in the car!"

Four out of five young men were going up the mountain, with one left home to do chores (to take care of the old folks), just perfect! No room for one more daughter!

Song Tan didn’t insist, given the bad weather today, she had already gotten up and Lun Chuan was at work...

"Qiaoqiao, the rice paper needs to be made. Shouldn’t you show your little friends the results before class?"

Qiaoqiao was reading and writing himself. Upon hearing this, after a moment of thought, he put down his pen.

Xin Jun rushed out of the bathroom, couldn’t help but shout from the third floor downstairs: "Song Tan, Qiaoqiao has his own study plan, stop assigning tasks to him... Go find your boyfriend if you’re bored!"

Song Tan quickly apologized: "Okay, okay, I won’t do it next time." Jokes aside, with Teacher Xin teaching Qiaoqiao, the whole family respects him; she admitted she had no good intentions this time.

So, just after struggling to get out of bed, many early-bird workers brushing their teeth bleary-eyed heard the phone’s "ding-dong," announcing the live broadcast notification from Teacher Qiaoqiao!

[Your specially followed [Country Life Diary] is live!]

Oh crap! The signal on the subway will lag, ah ah ah!

When the live chat lit up, and Qiaoqiao hadn’t even managed to adjust the camera, the comments were already buzzing:

[Alright, alright, is this an early morning lesson for working class folk?]

[Who gets it; I’m a grad student, went to bed at 3 AM and still don’t forget to turn on the phone in the morning...]

[Hehehe my commute is only ten minutes and I’m now cozied up in bed...]

[Those in bed, I warn you, watching can make you forget the time...]

[Also in bed, small-town worker with a twenty-minute direct commute...]

[Workers’ spirit! Workers’ soul! A Beijing worker is racing for the bus! But my love for Teacher Qiaoqiao, ah ah ah ah bus! Don’t go——]

[Am I the only one sleepless nights over that pig banquet the other day?]

[You’re not alone; once you’ve had it, you know, by the time I’m old and toothless, I’d still crave that pig banquet]

[Ah-ah-ah you lucky draw winners! Get out, get out! I didn’t get to eat! I’ve gone mad!!!]

[Baobao, just one question, is pork linked today?]

[Link, link, link!]

[Seeing Brother Lianjie also doing early study reassures me...]

It’s just past six in the morning, it’s quiet in the mountains, and nights offer little entertainment. Even the most leisurely Qin Yunhe feels a sense of midnight dread around nine.

Plus, sound sleep, warm rooms, and the enticing smell of breakfast, everyone seems to get up early.

Qiaoqiao, wearing a freshly decorated Peppa and Ultraman cap, adjusted the camera and then greeted:

"Hello, kids, today I’m going to teach you how to grind rice flour, so we can mix rice paper and eat rice noodles..."

As he spoke, his joyfully bright face suddenly turned serious:

"My sister said that I’ve been teaching little friends for a long time but haven’t shown any results, it’s kind of embarrassing... So from today, I’m assigning homework!"

"Kids must do their homework seriously!"

He tightened his cheek muscles, seriously saying: "If not done well, I’ll have to call your parents!"

Comments: ...

[Ah... this... so much to say, but don’t know where to start]

[Huh? I’ve just graduated, Qiao Bao! Watching a live stream, I still have to do homework?!]

[Teacher Qiaoqiao is conscientious, good teacher. Sister gives wrong pressure, bad sister...]

[Uh... if homework is assigned, are there prizes for those doing well? Like pork? Something else?]

[What?! Prizes?! Well, well, see how I revive my top-student glory!]

[Teacher! Teacher, look at me! I... ahem my son is a poor student, feel free to call on me!]

[...???!!! You, in front, are so scheming!]

[Teacher, honestly, my dad is watching me from the side; I’m a son, I’m not the actual person]

[Hey, you folks are getting too unscrupulous!]

[So, what’s being taught today? Competitive ones raring to go!]

Zhang Yanping just stretched lazily, seeing the barrage of student parent comments, he couldn’t help but be silent.

Just...

"Qiaoqiao, how do you plan to call parents?"

Qiaoqiao thought for a moment: "I’m going to call on parents to supervise their kids writing ten essays! Take pictures and post them in the group... that’s how Teacher Xin’s online classes are arranged!"

Suddenly, the comments went silent.

After a while—

[Disperse, disperse, no parent-teacher meetings]

[Disperse, disperse, no calling parents over]

[Disperse, disperse, no chance to eat pork]

[Disperse, disperse... wait! Teacher Qiaoqiao, you haven’t said if there are rewards for good learners?]

Zhang Yanping withheld laughter, hurriedly passing this question out, but saw Qiaoqiao solemnly:

"I can reward them with a Little Red Flower... when three are collected, I can send them a portion of what we eat!"

He became proud: "The rice paper I grind, mixed with crispy soybeans, cilantro, chili oil, garlic, sesame oil, and other seasonings, is so tasty!"

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