Chapter 220: Chapter 221 Slush as a Gift Chapter 220: Chapter 221 Slush as a Gift Nian Shutong emptied her pockets and made a round of smoothies for everyone.

Despite feeling the pinch on her wallet, seeing everyone drenched in sweat and even tanned a lot, the sincere smiles on their faces made her feel it was all worth it.

Making money, isn’t it just for happiness?

Nian Shutong’s happiness was in cultivation, and now it had extended to indulging in good food and drinks.

And if she could share those good times with the people around her, that too was a great joy.

A serving of strawberry smoothie washed away the heat and sweetened their hearts.

Just as Nian Shutong was about to eat her third bowl, she was interrupted by Fu Yunhe’s gaze.

“What are you staring at me for?”

“You’ve had quite a bit already,” Fu Yunhe was somewhat concerned that Nian Shutong had eaten too much.

But Nian Shutong took another big spoonful, swallowed, and said, “I know, right? Our body structures are different, it’s not the same.”

Fu Yunhe had never seen anyone use gender differences in this way before, yet he couldn’t think of a better argument.

“Good person, Ha Ha still wants to eat,” Ha Ha, carrying his own big bowl, came running back.

“Alright, I’ll make you some more.” Nian Shutong took Ha Ha’s bowl, not looking at Fu Yunhe, and casually remarked, “Ha Ha is different, too.”

“What’s different?”

Ha Ha asked curiously.

Nian Shutong explained, “It means your body structure isn’t the same as Xiao He’s; you can eat more without feeling uncomfortable.”

Hearing this, Ha Ha nodded in hearty agreement and patted Fu Yunhe on the shoulder, earnestly consoling him, “Don’t feel inferior, my Commander said it’s all natural from birth, nothing can be done.”

Making smoothies, Nian Shutong felt as though she had let something suggestive slip by.

Fu Yunhe, gritting his teeth, removed Ha Ha’s hand, which was still on his shoulder.

“We’re not talking about that.”

Now that Ha Ha had gotten his smoothie from Nian Shutong, he was puzzled and curious, “Not that, then what?”

“Good person, aren’t we talking about the size of the stomach? Ha Ha has a big stomach, so he eats a lot; Xiao He has a small stomach, so he eats less?”

Nian Shutong, faced with Ha Ha’s sincere questioning, felt embarrassed for the first time, thinking she might have been corrupted by Star Network and her thoughts strayed a bit too far.

On the other hand, Fu Yunhe also found himself at a loss for words for the first time; could he say Ha Ha was wrong?

Luckily, Ha Ha’s attention was soon captured by the smoothie, happily eating away by himself.

Nian Shutong, who stayed behind, exchanged looks with the blush-faced Fu Yunhe and suddenly burst into laughter.

“Ha ha ha ha ha! Beauty, what are you thinking about?”

“What you’re thinking, I’m thinking,” Fu Yunhe retorted, not to be outdone.

Unfortunately for him, Nian Shutong wasn’t the least bit shy; she gave Fu Yunhe a somewhat teasing look, with a smile that was not quite a smile, and asked, “Shall we find out–”
Nian Shutong hadn’t finished speaking when Fu Yunhe couldn’t bear it any longer and surrendered.

“I’ll go check how the water for the cold skin noodles has settled.”

As he turned to leave, Fu Yunhe’s steps carried a mix of fear, not fear of Nian Shutong, but fear of himself,
As if, just now, he had been anticipating something.

Fu Yunhe was frightened by his own sense of anticipation.

He felt he must be sick, otherwise why would he anticipate something from Nian Shutong?

After all, they were clearly close friends, and he couldn’t cross the line.

He felt that if he crossed the line, he was afraid that Nian Shutong would beat him to death.

Fu Yunhe, after repeatedly convincing himself, finally settled his emotions, and the deer-like pounding of his heart that he suppressed, returned to its usual calm.

The root of all this was because he had never thought he would have any different status with Nian Shutong.

At this moment, he seemed to forget that, legally, the two of them were still husband and wife.

The Nian Shutong behind him couldn’t think of any of these things; to her, Fu Yunhe was slightly better than a common friend but not deeply so.

She laughed heartily from behind, calling out in the direction of Fu Yunhe, “I say, let’s see if we want to do a lottery in tonight’s live broadcast.”

Fu Yunhe turned around helplessly, looking at the robustly laughing Nian Shutong, he felt that his just-past feeling was indeed a misconception.

Such a person was too suitable to become a brother.

“I got it,” Fu Yunhe responded and then said to Nian Shutong, “Make a few more smoothies; I will deliver some to a few people.”

“Okay!”

Nian Shutong agreed promptly; she trusted him very much with external communication and internal management, everything he arranged was in perfect order.

In the small wooden house, everyone slowly went back to their work.

After making the smoothies that Fu Yunhe needed, Nian Shutong also went to work in the fields without slacking off.

Residents who came here saw Nian Shutong working in the fields every day. It must be said that working alongside one’s boss felt a bit awkward, but also somewhat happy.

On the other hand, Fu Yunhe, who received the smoothies, packed them into insulated boxes and delivered them according to the addresses.

The four portions of smoothies, not exactly alike, but without much difference, arrived in the hands of several people.

Youyu Live, at the home of Yu Zeming.

“Ding-dong!”

The doorbell rang, prompting Yu Zeming to immediately rise and trot to the door, treating the bell as if it were a lifesaver.

Because Mr. Yu was at his house, berating and taking out his frustrations on him.

Because Earth Bar had unexpectedly switched to writing songs instead of focusing on poetry.

In Mr. Yu’s eyes, this was just like Yu Zeming not wanting to join the Poetry Club, preferring to focus on live streaming.

Although the fame that came with it was an achievement, he privately preferred poetry. He had finally encountered an Earth Bar full of spiritual energy, but after writing only a few poems, it switched to songwriting.

He felt uncomfortable criticizing them, so he brought all his gripes to his son instead.

His own son, he can criticize as he pleases, right?

“Yu Zeming! Come in quickly, taking half a day just to open a door, I’m not done talking yet!”

Mr. Yu looked towards the entrance and happened to see Yu Zeming reclosing the delivery box, his expression identical to one as a child pretending to learn poetry but actually sneaking in some treats.

The little rascal must have received something tasty.

“Son, let me put down the delivery, and you can continue,” Yu Zeming said, intending to bring the box into the kitchen.

“Put it down! You rascal, trying to pull one over on me!”

Mr. Yu had already risen and moved forward to take the delivery.

“Dad, dad, it’s not my delivery, I’m collecting it for someone else,” Yu Zeming tried to resist stubbornly.

Little did he know that this sentence reignited the anger in Mr. Yu, which had abated somewhat, from another direction.

“Collecting it for someone else? Where are they? You can’t even keep a female fly, and you talk of ‘someone else’!”

“Other people’s children, at your age, have already given their parents several grandchildren. What about me?”

“You ungrateful wretch——”
Yu Zeming, watching Mr. Yu getting more addicted to scolding, had no choice but to abandon the delivery, asking softly, “Dad, want a smoothie?”