A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

"Brother, you can't bear to let Yaoyao eat instant noodles all the time."

Feng Mian was shocked and said: "Yao Yao, you are my biological sister."

"First of all, we are not close," Feng Yaoyao whispered, "Secondly, brothers have to settle accounts openly."

"Can you bear it..."

"Be patient."

Feng Mian had a dazed expression on his face that said "You have changed" and sadly tore open a bag of instant noodles.

Fu Ran took great pleasure in watching the excitement.

While eating the noodles, he said: "Although I eat the leftover noodles from you every day, Ah Ning, and I eat the leftover noodles from Cheng Jianwei, at least I am better than Mr. Feng. I have food for three meals a day, which is better than instant noodles. I Very satisfied. But...this noodle is not as delicious as the seafood noodles Cheng Jianwei made last time."

Sheng Ning rolled her eyes: "You are overthinking. Don't forget that there is a dog at home."

Make a fortune bark twice.

Fu Ran: "You want me to eat the leftovers of the dog?"

Cheng Jian whispered: "What Sheng Ningning means is to give the rest to the dogs."

Fu Ran frowned, hugged his bowl and said, "For the dog? What should I eat?"

Cheng Jianwei fell into silence.

Barrage:【? ? ? 】

[Fu Ran, your kid is not really seriously ill. 】

[It is recommended that Fu Ran’s brain be carefully investigated to see if it is structured differently from ordinary people. 】

[Sometimes being a fan of Fu Ran is really helpless...]

[Fu Ran, is there really no one you love in this world? 】

She lowered her head silently and took a bite of noodles.

Don't talk to your second brother, otherwise your IQ will be lowered.

When Sheng Ning saw her eating the noodles, she took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, her eyes seemed to be full of peach blossoms, and asked seriously: "Cheng Jianwei, what do you think of the taste?"

The noodles are steaming hot, fragrant, very smooth in the mouth, soft but not chewy.

Although the braised pork inside is ready-made, it is cut into thin slices and soaks up the delicious soup. It is paired with refreshing green vegetables and chopped green onions. It is very suitable for a bowl in the cold late autumn.

"It tastes good, thank you for your hard work, sister." Cheng Jian curled his lips slightly, and the little fox in his heart nodded along with him.

Feng Yaoyao suddenly said from the side: "It tastes good? You mean like noodles?"

She covered her lips and laughed, looking at Sheng Ning with an expression that couldn't hide her pride: "I made the taste, and the noodles... were rolled by Miss Sheng."

"The noodles are also good, very chewy. Everyone has worked hard. I like them very much." Only the children made the choice, and Cheng Jianwei chose both.

Sheng Ning and Feng Yaoyao snorted at the same time but said nothing.

Zhou Ciyan looked at Cheng Jianwei, who was sandwiched between the two girls, and sighed, feeling extremely sad.

Barrage: [Suddenly I feel that Sheng Ning and Feng Yaoyao are a good match. Their daily routine is: eating, sleeping and scolding their brother for stealing Cheng Jianwei. 】

[The strange CP is getting worse. 】

[Can you three kiss each other out of nowhere? 】

After breakfast, the eight people went to the field where more than 5,000 pepper seedlings were moved yesterday.

Cheng Jianwei raised his head: "It's great, today is a sunny day."

Zhou Ciyan came to her side at some point and said, "Jian Wei, do you like sunny days?"

Cheng Jianwei: "Ah, that's not true. The main thing is that the seedling planting and watering should be done on a sunny day."

Zhou Ciyan choked: "Then... you like rainy days?"

Cheng Jian scratched his head slightly, his phoenix eyes curved: "Rainy days are not bad, but it's a pity that ours is a plastic greenhouse, and the rainy vegetables can't absorb it."

Zhou Ciyan: "..." I feel like my wife is a straight man.

Cheng Jianwei took the lead to take a look inside the greenhouse and made sure that the greenhouse built yesterday was intact. The thousands of pepper seedlings planted inside were also growing green in the border, and the soil under the seedlings was still moist.

As for the remaining more than 4,000 seedlings still in the nutrient soil, except for a few that are wilted, the others are basically healthy.

Shen Zhizhe stepped forward and made a simple calculation: "Taking these crooked neck pepper seedlings as a line, the ones on the left are our 3,100, and the ones on the right are Fengmian's 1,000."

Fu Chen: "The sooner the better. Let's plant these more than 3,000 seedlings, right? Then let's start taking action."

Cheng Jian glanced at Feng Mian who was peeping in the corner, ignored him, and showed others how to plant seedlings.

It didn't matter if he stole from his master or not, she just felt that those thousand pepper seedlings were suffering by following him.

"It's very simple. First dig a small hole. The size of the pit will be determined by how much soil the seedling has fallen into. Then you put the seedling in and cover it with soil, and just pat it gently."

Cheng Jianwei looked at Shen Zhizhe: "Brother, you should be responsible for watering these planted seedlings like yesterday."

Shen Zhizhu: "Okay."

Fu Ran asked curiously: "Is watering very complicated? Can you also arrange a technical job for me? I don't like planting plants with old people like Teacher Fu, bending down, getting up, bending down, getting up, Nothing challenging.”

Fu Chen: "?" What should I do with my brother who can't speak? Can he be beaten to death?

Cheng Jianwei: "It's technical, right? Go to the villa and get the mulch film to cover the thousand seedlings yesterday."

"Okay, I happened to watch a video on how to apply mulch yesterday," Fu Ran said happily, "I never thought, Cheng Jianwei, I can do this kind of work too."

He wanted to prove to Cheng Jianwei that his brother was no worse than Shen Zhizhe.

Everyone was busy, and Cheng Jianwei entered the tireless mode at an alarming speed.

Feng Mian was busy all morning and finally re-erected the bamboo greenhouse.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and after repeatedly making sure that the greenhouse would not collapse again this time, he and Feng Yaoyao moved his pepper seedlings into the greenhouse and slowly planted them one by one.

However, the bamboo greenhouse he built was only more than three meters wide and thirty meters long.

After Cheng Jianwei and the others shoveled out a border in the ground and planted 300 pepper plants on the border, his greenhouse was already full.

Feng Yaoyao: "What should I do?"

"Let's build another one. Our greenhouse can be built very quickly."

Feng Mian said, gritted his teeth and continued to build the greenhouse.

He was afraid that the greenhouse was not strong enough and would be ruined if it collapsed again, so he built it very seriously. It took another two or three hours before he hurriedly built the second bamboo greenhouse.

After one day, everyone finished work and returned to the villa. Feng Mian had just covered the second greenhouse with plastic film.

There are only a few hundred pepper seedlings left in Cheng Jianwei's area.

The Feng brothers and sisters also have a few hundred trees left, but they only have a thousand trees in total.

Although Feng Mian was very dissatisfied with this speed, there was nothing he could do about it.

Barrage: [In other words, Mr. Feng and Feng Yaoyao only planted half of the pepper seedlings all day? This speed is too slow. 】

[And they haven’t watered the planted seedlings yet. 】

[Pass it on, it won’t work if you seal it. 】

[What did Mr. Feng do wrong to make you look down on him so much? He was just afraid that the greenhouse would collapse again, so it took a long time to build the greenhouse! After he finishes building the greenhouse, his speed will naturally increase. 】

[Oh, if you didn’t tell me, I almost forgot, the sealing shed collapsed. 】

After dinner, the Xinnong Library was brightly lit.

Sheng Ning, Feng Yaoyao, and Fu Chen were all studying for agricultural knowledge. Feng Mian and Zhou Ciyan also had their offices here. Fu Ran was holding his tablet and reading "Wei Chen" that Xing Qiba had found for him. "On top" script.

He hated reading things with a lot of text, so he came to the library specially to see Fu Chen working so hard to stimulate himself to work hard too.

This time, he must get the role in "The Secret Service"!

Cheng Jianwei was in her room, reading the script that Director Jiang had just sent her.

Director Jiang informed her that she would go to the crew for an audition next Tuesday, and by the way...

As the original author of the comics, audition other actors with him.