“???” Nie Zhen'er looked puzzled, “You don't have to apologize for her…”

    “I’ve known her since I was a child, we childhood friends have a deep understanding of exactly how domineering her temperament is.
I know you are kind, but you don't have to hide it for her.
The purpose of us coming here is to change our bad ailments and Qing Xiao must learn her lesson.”

    “I know you must wonder why I am like this.” Wen Mu smiled bitterly.
“To be honest, I used to be really sensitive, timid and weak.
My parents couldn't understand my personality, which was why they sent me here.
If it was before, whether Qing Xiao bullies anyone has nothing to do with me.
But after I arrived here, I saw such a kind and strong you that I suddenly wanted to change myself, so I mustered the courage to come to you and say these things.”

    “Zhen’er, I think the two of us are very similar.
Can I talk to you in the future? I don't have any friends.”

    Nie Zhen'er: “…” As a man, is it really good to be this scheming?

    After Wen Mu finished saying what he wanted to say, he extended his hand to pat Nie Zhen'er on the shoulder to comfort her, but Nie Zhen'er dodged it.

    Wen Mu’s hand hung in the air with some embarrassment as his light-colored pupils shook slightly, “Zhen’er, I'm sorry for being so abrupt.” He quickly retracted his hand and smiled softly.

    “It's okay, I just don't like people touching me.” Nie Zhen'er turned around and picked up the firewood that had been stacked on the ground.
“Wen Mu, can you help me dust the curtain? I have to take the firewood out.”


    Wen Mu looked at the dusty firewood in slight disgust without any intent to help Nie Zhen'er the slightest, so he dusted the curtain for Nie Zhen'er and then watched her bring the firewood to the corner and stacked it up.

    That evening, the editor cut two clips and showed them to the director.
One was the dialogue between Nie Zhen'er and Luan Qing Xiao in the yard during lunch and the other was the one between Wen Mu and Nie Zhen'er in the kitchen.

    The director rubbed his chin, indecisive, “Which one do you think is better?”

    The editor said, “That Luan Qing Xiao is very interesting and the netizens love to watch her.
But we have three participating guests, wouldn’t it be bad to broadcast only one person?”

    “Only children make choices, adults want them all.
Just edit the two clips together, the comparison makes it more interesting!” The director clapped his hands and decided.

    The director has a wide network of connections in the entertainment industry backing him, so he wasn’t afraid to offend the Wen family.

    Early in the morning on the third day, the official Weibo of [Goodbye for Thirty Day] released new highlights.

    【In the Nie’s yard, Luan Qing Xiao mocked Nie Zhen’er: “Don’t tell me you can’t stomach the food you cooked yourself?”

    Nie Zhen'er grinned good-naturedly, “Thank you for worrying about me.
I just have a small appetite, so I'm already full.”

    Luan Qing Xiao glared at her, “Who’s worrying about you? Up to you if you want to eat or not.” She lowered her head and continued to eat.

    The next second, Luan Qing Xiao and Nie Zhen'er were standing under the big tree.

    Nie Zhen'er took Luan Qing Xiao's hand, “I know you’re just worried about me.
Don't be angry, alright? I'm a little scared.”

    Luan Qing Xiao said, “I just feel bad for you.
You’re only fourteen years old and at the age where you should be enjoying being beautiful, yet you are working every day.
Tell me, why don’t you want to eat? I’ll help you solve it.”

    The location shifted to the kitchen.

    “Zhen'er, I must apologize to you for Qing Xiao.
She has been spoiled rotten since childhood.” Wen Mu explained with a guilty expression on his face.

    Wen Mu raised his hand to pat Nie Zhen'er on the shoulder, which Nie Zhen'er avoided, making Wen Mu looked embarrassed.

    As soon as the video came out, it immediately was reposted and attracted a large number of comments.

    @XuanFei: Who is this pretentious person who’s actually apologizing for Master Xiao? Duplicating keys, one for three fifty, three for ten yuan, are you worthy? How many are you worth?

    @ALittleLemon: I'm so salty! What type of beautiful friend (romantic) relationship is this? Taking the initiative to hold Qing Xiao’s hand, while Wen Mu can’t even touch her shoulder!

    @O’Leary: Master Xiao really has the temperament of a domineering president!

    @001: Who needs you to apologize, who needs you to apologize?! I really want to beat up this man who doesn’t know anything ╭∩╮( ̄▽ ̄)╭∩╮

    Wen Mu's father, Wen Qi, also saw the clip and immediately called the program team angrily, “Director, what is the meaning of this? I didn’t have my son join the show just to be edited discriminately by you guys and let him be scolded on the Internet!”

    The director gave a fake smile, “President Wen, we can't afford the liability of your 'discriminate editing'.
I can guarantee that what we have edited is only the truth.
If you don't believe me, you can watch and compare it to the complete video a month later.” Then he directly hung up the phone, making Wen Qi on the other side of the phone fume in anger.

    “Your son's heart isn't in the right place, yet you're trying to throw your weight around with me? Xiao Tao, Wen Mu's clips will be given to you in the future, so edit them carefully.”

    “Okay, Director.
Just leave it to me.” Xiao Tao vowed, confidently pounding his chest.

    Xiao Tao is a newly recruited editor of the program group.
He has average skills, but there was one good thing about him.
That is, he’ll only edit events as it is and never deliberately edit it to trick the audience.

    What the director wanted was for Wen Qi to see exactly what kind of person his son is like on TV!

    Soon the three of them have been in Luo Zhuang Village for ten days now.
Because the wheat in the field was ripe, Nie Zhen'er wanted to take them to cut the wheat from the field.

    “Cut the wheat? You guys don’t even have a harvester machine here?” Luan Qing Xiao took the lead and pointed out her doubts.

    Nie Zhen'er explained, “This is a mountainous area and the farmland is small which isn’t suitable for a harvester machine.
We have always hand-cutted our wheats.”

    “How old were you when you started cutting the wheat?” Hearing Nie Zhen'er's words, Luan Qing Xiao’s focus immediately shifted.


    “Okay, it’ll be dark if we keep talking.
Let's get going.” Nie Zhen'er didn't wait for Luan Qing Xiao to respond and walked out with a sickle.

    Luan Qing Xiao and the group could each pick up a sickle and keep up with her.

    When they arrived at the golden wheat field, there were already plenty of people already cutting the wheat under the blazing sun.

    Nie Zhen'er handed a piece of wheat to each of them, “The wheat of the small field allocated to you just now will be up to you to harvest.
Now, watch how to cut the wheat first.”

    Nie Zhen'er held the sickle in her right hand and pointed to the blade of the sickle, “The sickle is very sharp, so be careful not to hurt yourself.”

    She placed a handful of wheat in her left hand before bending down and gently cutting it with a slice toward herself, causing a neat bunch of wheat to fall into her arms.

    “Don't misplace the cutted wheat, make sure to put it neatly in a pile.”

    “Okay, you guys try.”

    After Nie Zhen'er taught them once, she quickly joined the spirited team and began to cut wheat bunch by bunch in a speedy fashion.

    Luan Qing Xiao looked at her thin back, who was constantly bending over, and pursed her lips.
Without speaking, she turned around to cut the wheat in her own field.

    Mu Si found it interesting at first.
However when she did the motion, she didn’t dare to point the blade of the sickle toward herself and instead pointed it outward instead.

    It wasn’t easy to use her strength like this and her handful of wheat became a mess.

    Wen Mu always pays attention to his status that even bending down he would make sure to  pose in the best angle in front of the camera.
He cut a few stalks of wheat while watching the cameraman with his peripheral vision.
When he saw the cameraman change position, he swiftly followed the cameraman.
In a moment of inattention, the sickle in his hand slashed his left hand, and the blood instantly surged out.

    Wen Mu dropped his sickle and stood up in horror.
Facing the camera, he covered his hands with a pale face.

    The cameraman was also shocked when he saw the blood on his hand and hurried over to call the accompanying medical staff to help him treat the wound.

    In the time the cameraman left, Wen Mu searched for Nie Zhen'er's figure and quickly made his way to her, “Zhen'er!”

    Nie Zhen'er was too focused on harvesting the wheat and didn't hear it, but Luan Qing Xiao was very sensitive to the word “Zhen'er” and immediately raised her head to look for the person who called out to Nie Zhen'er.

    Seeing Wen Mu walking in Nie Zhen'er's direction, she dropped her sickle and ran to stop him, “Wen Mu.”

    Wen Mu was turned around by her pull.
When Luan Qing Xiao saw the blood on his hand, she furrowed her brows, “Zhen'er isn’t a doctor.
It would be useless for you to find her, I’ll bring you to the accompanying doctor.”

    Noticing Xiao Jia was following behind Luan Qing Xiao, Wen Mu knew he couldn’t refuse Luan Qing Xiao's kindness in front of the camera.
Therefore, he could only nod his head with an ashen face, “Thank you.”

    Since Wen Mu's hand was injured, naturally he couldn’t cut the wheat any longer.

    After he bandaged the wound, he went back to Nie's house to rest.

    Luan Qing Xiao was afraid Wen Mu would act pitiful in front of Nie Zhen'er to gain sympathy, so only when she watched Wen Mu leave did she let out a sigh of relief before returning to continue cutting the wheat.

    Returning to her own field of land, Luan Qing Xiao saw Nie Zhen'er anxiously running over, “Qing Xiao, are you okay?”

    After finishing with an acre of wheat, she came to see Luan Qing Xiao's progress only to see the sickle thrown onto the ground and no signs of Luan Qing Xiao, not even her cameraman.

    Noticing a few drops of blood on Luan Qing Xiao's body, Nie Zhen'er was even more worried, “You’re injured? How come there is blood?” She grabbed Luan Qing Xiao's two hands and examined them carefully.

    “Zhen’er, I'm fine.” Luan Qing Xiao withdrew her hand.

    She raised both hands up to her chest and showed Nie Zhen'er the back and front “Someone is injured, but that person is not me.”

    “Who is it?” Nie Zhen'er asked in relief.

    “Wen Mu ah, he slashed his hand with the sickle, covering his body with blood.
When I accompanied him to the doctor, I accidentally got a few drops on me.”

    “By the way, the director asked me to tell you that Wen Mu can't cut the wheat anymore because his hand was injured.
Mu Si and I’ll take over his field.”

    Nie Zhen'er stared at Luan Qing Xiao's face, a little distracted.

    Why was Luan Qing Xiao so good to Wen Mu? Wen Mu only injured his hand, yet she dropped everything and …

    “Zhen’er? What are you thinking about?” Luan Qing Xiao waved her hand in front of her.

    Nie Zhen'er's eyes flashed as she lowered her head, “It's nothing, it’s just good that you're fine.
I'll go check on Mu Si.”

    Qing Xiao didn't know what Wen Mu said to her in the kitchen, so that must be why she didn't hold any grudges against Wen Mu.
Should she tell her their conversation?

    No, she-she can’t.
She wants to be the kind and tough girl in Luan Qing Xiao's eyes.
This conversation must not be revealed to her from her mouth.

    Nie Zhen'er thought about the matter as she walked to the field allocated to Mu Si.
There, she found that Mu Si was twitching her shoulder, cutting wheat while crying.

    The way she cut the wheat was very awkward and the speed was extremely slow as well.
Some of the cutted wheat was long while others were short, which seemed terribly uneven.
However Mu Si insisted on persisting and didn’t give up.

    “Mu Si.” Nie Zhen'er called out to her.

    Mu Si raised her head as her reddened eyes lit up, “Zhen'er jie, wu wu wu, you’re finally here.
I-I don’t know how to cut this, can you please teach me again?”

    Nie Zhen'er couldn't help laughing.
She thought Mu Si would cry and say she didn’t want to do this.

    Then Nie Zhen'er walked over and explained the essentials to Mu Si again.
After trying several times, Mu Si finally dared to cut the wheat with the sickle blade at herself.

    Although her motion was still so slow, the end product was much neater.

    Nie Zhen'er encouraged, “Mu Si is so amazing, you don’t seem like someone’s only cut wheat for the first time at all.
You will definitely become more and more skilled if you try it a few times.”

    Mu Si finally broke into a smile.

    Nie Zhen'er said a few words to her before going back to harvesting the wheat.

    Because cutting the wheat requires constant bending over, after half a day, Luan Qing Xiao's waist was so sore that she could hardly stand up.

    Mu Si clenched her waist and happily took a picture with the wheat she had cut.

    The highlights three days later:

    Nie Zhen'er first taught them to cut the wheat and then turned around to start harvesting the wheat.
The scene mainly focused on the figure of Nie Zhen'er cutting the wheat neatly.

    Mu Si cutting the wheat while crying.
After Nie Zhen'er came to her, she asked her for advice and didn't mention giving up.
In the end, she leaned against the wheat she had harvested and smiled brightly.

    Wen Mu's cutting of the wheat was messy and managed to injure himself shortly afterwards.
Luan Qing Xiao kindly took him to the accompanying doctor to bandage the wound.

    @XuanFei: My heart’s aching for Zhen'er.
See how her skillful movements when cutting the wheat are, she must have suffered a lot before and she’s only fourteen years old!

    @MengJunJun: Enmmmm, am I the only one that thinks Wen Mu intentionally cut his hand to escape doing work?

    @YeYe: Qing Xiao is too kind, she doesn't know how Wen Mu “apologized for her” in the kitchen last time.
I hope Qing Xiao will see Wen Mu's true face soon.

    @XiaoXi: Oh my god, this little girl named Mu Si, crying while cutting the wheat, is so cute! (I’m not some weird Auntie!)

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