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Chapter 32: Unlucky People Are Never Late

Chapter 32: Unlucky People Are Never Late

Fu Xin didn't know how to cook and wanted to slack off. She said that she was worried Guo Na wouldn't be able to take care of the five children alone to go out looking for them. The others thought that her martial arts skills could completely suppress the children, so they naturally agreed.

This time, the seven of them searched for the last vegetable together, but they still couldn't find it.

Fu Xin suddenly thought of something and said to Jiang Xinyuan, "Little Fatty and his mother are so unlucky. Could it be that the vegetable they're supposed to be looking for was smashed into the ground when their luggage fell just now?"

Jiang Xinyuan was puzzled. "The vegetable was smashed into the ground?"

Fu Xin said, "It's obvious that all the vegetables we found were buried in advance by the production team. There are all kinds of vegetables, and they aren't from the same season either. That means that the soil where the vegetables are buried is loose. If the vegetable was really smashed into the ground and the leaves wilted, it'll be very difficult to tell with all the weeds around."

When the director heard this, he quickly called the staff member who was responsible for burying the vegetables over. Did they still remember the location?

The staff member was a little embarrassed. "I just buried them casually. I thought it would be easy to find them, so I didn't memorize the locations."

The director fell silent. "I have a bad feeling about this."

[… No way?]

[Are they really that unlucky?]

[After all, Guo Na has even lost her gold medal before. This bit of bad luck suddenly seems to make sense.]

[Won't they know if they go look for it? Anyway, there's nothing to lose.]

Fu Xin held Jiang Xinyuan's hand and found the spot where the luggage had fallen. She pushed aside the weeds and looked at one of the green leaves with a hint of purple. She said to Jiang Xinyuan, "Look, is this it?"

Jiang Xinyuan made a comparison. It seemed to be it.

The director: "…"

The staff member who was responsible for burying the vegetables also reacted. "…How could there be such a coincidence?"

The staff member who was responsible for pulling up the luggage said, "I didn't do it on purpose…"

[Guo Na's bad luck has never failed! Not once!]

[Let me tell you something that you might not know. Something happened to Guo Na's family some time ago. Her husband is still in the hospital.]

[Her husband is hospitalized, yet she still brought their child out to film a variety show to earn money?]

[Can't she come out to earn money for her husband's treatment? Hospitalization costs money!]

[Will her bad luck affect the people around her? For example, the other guests?]

[It can't be. I've never seen anyone affected by her when she was on the sports team. She's always just made herself unlucky!]

They had finally found Huo Run's vegetable, but it was not after going through a lot of trouble. Naturally, some doubts about the production team started to arise.

In the end, Fu Xin fought for some benefits from the production team. It was alright if the production team didn't compensate them for going through all that trouble, but they needed to give them the ingredients.

The director was helpless. Seeing that it was almost 12 and the children were eagerly looking at the cameras, he could only agree.

The group took the spoils of war and went to the village chief's house happily.

Chen Xiaomei and Fei Fei were busy in the kitchen while Zhang Nan was chopping firewood.

Fu Xin's eyes lit up as she rushed over. This was a chance to do some work without going to the kitchen. "Let go of that block of wood. Let me do it!"

Zhang Nan rolled her eyes again. "It's very difficult. Are you sure you want to do it?"

"Don't worry, I can definitely do it." Fu Xin took the axe.

"Alright." Zhang Nan was a little surprised when she saw Fu Xin chopping the wood. "You're quite strong. Why do you look so weak?"

"This follows the principle of leverage. It actually doesn't take much strength," Fu Xin said as she hacked at a large piece of wood.

Zhang Nan smiled and carried the chopped firewood into the kitchen.

Everyone got busy, and after a while, lunch was finally ready.

The mothers had roughly understood the situation of the other guests and naturally guessed that Fu Xin was the only one who didn't know how to cook. They also assumed that Chen Xiaomei was a housewife who knew how to cook very well. But, in fact, it seemed like they were overthinking.

Zhang Nan and Fei Fei looked at each other. They had seen the videos that Chen Xiaomei had posted in the past. The food from her videos and the food in front of them now looked very different. They fell silent. They couldn't help but think that Chen Xiaomei's previous videos had been edited, but such things were very common in the entertainment industry. They weren't too surprised.

Feng Fei had always spoken his mind. He glanced at the dishes on the table and said directly, "Aunt, why aren't your dishes as good as the ones in your videos?"

Fei Fei paused. It was too late to cover his mouth. She did not know how many times she had to apologize for this child's words.