On the other side, Su Xing’s pastoral life continued. After a night of reflection, he took the dogs to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo to make a simple tripod. Once he was done he could set his phone and do live recording. ID: Picking Stars with Your Hands Room Name: Rural Young Man Busy … Continue reading IPMH Chapter 9

Due to this, Yu Feng had not slept well for several nights. His eyes were obviously bloodshot, he looked gaunt and dispirited. In order to have enough energy for work tomorrow, Yu Feng left his study at nine o’clock and made a pot of tea for himself in the living room. He slowly savored the … Continue reading IPMH Chapter 8

The rest of the fish head and tail were stewed in a pot to extract the strong fish flavor. This was for the dogs to eat. After delivering the owner’s meal, Su Xing hurried back to the kitchen and removed the stewed fish head from the stove. He picked out the bones leaving the fish … Continue reading IPMH Chapter 7

The next day, Pei Wen recalled the workers to take down the cameras. “What the hell is going on? Why are you taking them down after setting them up?” “I’m not comfortable being recorded.” Yu Feng answered it was a true answer to the question. Pei Wen wondered if the boss had been debilitated by … Continue reading IPMH Chapter 6

But Yu Feng did not show a happy look, instead, his expression turned heavy. How many times had this happened? Food inexplicably appeared at home. If the previous times could still be done by other people, this time Yu Feng did not believe that someone could deliver food smoothly while he was sober at home. … Continue reading IPMH Chapter 5