Chapter 17: Piglets Erhua and Daya
by Vanshika“Okay, three, two, one, cut! Today’s recording is complete.”
After the production team laid out the framework, Ye Yan completely let herself go.
She ran away in a flash, then threw herself onto the bed, trying to seal herself there.
To be honest, Ye Yan really likes her current life. It’s much better than those days when she had endless engagements every day.
………
The next morning.
Ye Yan got up as usual. She tied her hair into a ponytail and went out.
It’s just that whenever Ye Yan went out, she always felt like she had forgotten something.
Ye Yan had no idea that someone had gotten up at four o’clock in the morning, sitting obediently by the bed waiting for Ye Yan to call him.
By six o’clock, he still hadn’t received any news at all.
Chen Jinseng’s heart turned cold.
He knew full well that she had long forgotten about him.
He angrily pulled open the door and saw that Ye Yan, full of energy, had already returned from her morning run. Ye Yan simply passed him by and went straight to her own room.
There’s this feeling that he’s being ignored. What’s going on?
The young boy’s hair was slightly messy and damp with moisture. His beautiful eyes shone brilliantly in the sunlight.
The clothes were casually tied, revealing delicate, jade-like collarbones with graceful lines. The contrast between the black clothing and the fair skin was striking, adding a hint of charming rosy hue to the young man’s appearance.
During the day, Chen Jinseng is delicate, well-behaved, and pure as an angel.
But at this moment, the boy wasn’t in a good mood.
He walked over to Ye Yan’s door.
Dong dong dong—
The rhythmic, unhurried knocking sounded like a patient hunter getting ready to hunt. Chen Jinseng wore a faint smile on his lips—lazy, charming, alluring, like an angel with broken wings.
Chen Jinseng listened to the noises inside the room. Before opening the door, he stepped back to give the other person some safe distance.
“What’s wrong?” Ye Yan looked at Chen Jinseng in surprise.
“Yanyan went for a morning run?”
“Hmm.”
“Just back?”
“Yeah.”
“Why didn’t you call me? Did you forget?” Chen Jinseng took two steps forward, then stopped. He looked down at Ye Yan.
With a somewhat bloodthirsty smile on his face, Chen Jinseng’s delicate features took on a deeper, darker expression. His eyes, like obsidian, grew even more sinister, and his lips curled into a wicked and cold smile.
He stared at Ye Yan, then suddenly smiled again. That smile, filled with death and bloodshed, was as beautiful as a poppy’s, yet also carried a hint of cruelty.
“Yanyan, you’re not being good~ I’ve been waiting for you for so long~”
“Well… um, I’m sorry, I really forgot.”
“Is that so~” Chen Jinseng asked with a meaningful tone, raising his voice slightly.
Ye Yan’s heart suddenly rose with excitement.
“Yes… Of course! How could I lie to you?” Ye Yan covered her heart, speaking sincerely to Chen Jinseng.
“Then, Yan Yan, don’t lie to me again in the future. I’ve remembered those words.”
“No, definitely not.”
“Yanyan, I’m hungry. How about I eat what you cook as compensation?” Chen Jinseng’s dark eyes fixed on the slightly flustered Ye Yanyan. His tone didn’t reveal anything unusual.
“Good! How could it not be good?” Ye Yan didn’t dare say otherwise. She could tell that this child would easily get angry at the slightest provocation.
………
Chef Ye is back at work.
Oh, it was forced labor.
So much so that as soon as the live broadcast camera was turned on, Ye Yan was already busy getting things started.
The warm sunlight cast a glow over Ye Yan’s body, like a filter that gave her an almost unreal beauty.
[Oh~Old Master Ye’s really busy now. Tsk, what a pleasant sight!]
[Look at those little eyes of hers. She looks at food with such affection… I can’t stand it. Who could possibly resist? Let Ye Yan start a cooking show, or at least a food-related program. I’d watch it anytime!]
………
Everyone acknowledges Ye Yan’s culinary skills. So when An Yue heard that Ye Yan had prepared breakfast, her eyes lit up immediately, and she rushed to eat first.
If you’re not motivated to eat, there’s something wrong with your mind.
Ye Yan turned her head to see An Yue holding a bowl in her hands, looking at her with hopeful eyes.
Ye Yan: ……
Why does she suddenly have the illusion of being a pig farmer?
An Yue probably didn’t realize that, in just that instant, Ye Yan had equated her with a little piglet.
Fu Sheng stood by the door, looking a bit aloof, with his arms crossed over his chest. He kept an eye on the food in Ye Yan’s pot at all times.
Seeing Ye Yan so serious, Chen Jinseng’s anger subsided considerably.
Ye Yan really put in some effort this morning.
She made steamed buns and custard buns at the same time. She’s also cooking preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Additionally, she prepared a plate of pickled cucumbers.
Soft and delicious porridge, paired with tangy pickled cucumbers. There are also those small steamed buns with thin skins and rich fillings, from which soup flows out when bitten. And of course, those sweet but not cloying milk-flavored buns.
Tch, simply outstanding!
It’s absolutely ridiculous. Opening the door for someone like him? That’s just too much.
Even He Xiaoxiao, who usually doesn’t get along with Ye Yan, ate several steamed buns. Unusually, she didn’t give Ye Yan any cold looks either.
[Ugh, seeing them eat so deliciously every day makes me really want to try Ye Yan’s cooking.]
[Without saying anything else, since even An Yue couldn’t stop praising it, it must be really good.]
[[Listening to the show’s preview… They’re going to herd pigs later? I can’t wait to see Ye Yan’s antics!]
[Herding pigs? This show’s crew is really funny. They’re definitely poking at my pet peeve. If the ‘little troublemaker’ is already willing to feed the pigs for me, herding them is just too much.]
………
Finally, after breakfast, the production team lived up to expectations and announced the task.
“Pigs need a healthy environment. Staying in a pen all day might make them unhappy or even depressed, which affects the quality of their meat. So pigs also need exercise. That means it’s up to all of you guests to take care of driving the pigs around!”
………
[Hahaha, I laughed so hard during the day that it sounded like a pig’s grunt. My mom slapped me and said I was weird. How the hell can anyone say those words without laughing?!]
[Hahahahahaha, I can’t take it anymore! If you want to talk about guests, just say so. What pig would get depressed? Could a pig even go through a breakup? Hahaha, I’m laughing so hard my head’s about to explode!]
[Hurry up, I can’t wait! I’ve seen herding cattle and sheep, but I’ve never seen anyone herd pigs. Please let me see it!]
………
“Each person gets 20 pigs. Their task is to take the pigs for a walk a few times around. When they return the pigs, there should be the same number of pigs as when they started.”
Ye Yan watched the twenty pigs in front of her, looking disheveled in the wind.
Others were also a bit at a loss.
………
[Look! That expression on Ye Yan’s face… She’s panicked! She’s completely panicked! Hahaha! Great! The haters are going to have a field day now!]
[Charge! Hurry up! My keyboard’s ready!]
………
The haters were staring intently at every move Ye Yan made during the live broadcast!
For fear of missing something.
Ye Yan moved. She pointed at the pig with her finger, muttering something under her breath.
It was just that the sound was too low for the camera to pick up. The audience couldn’t hear it before the live broadcast. As a result, the haters were all extremely annoyed and frustrated.
[Bring in a class representative who knows sign language! What’s there to underestimate about Ye Yan?]
[Here he is! The class representative is here. From my observations and analysis, it seems to be… a name.]
Haters: ???
I don’t quite understand.
Is Ye Yan really mentally ill?
Talking nonsense???
Finally, someone asked the question that everyone was wondering.
“What are you muttering about, Ye Yan?” Qiao Anran listened to Ye Yan’s mumbled words, curious, and leaned in to ask.
“Ugh, I’m trying to come up with a name for the piglet.”
“Puhahaha, you’re really something!” Qiao Anran wasn’t entirely convinced that Ye Yan was teasing her. She casually pointed at a pig with black spots and asked, “So, what’s the name of this pig?”
“Erhua.”
“What?!”
“It’s named Erhua.”
“Puhahaha, what about this one? What’s its name?” Qiao Anran casually pointed at a rather delicate-looking pig.
This pig is quite unusual. Among all these pigs, it has a lean and graceful build, along with a delicate appearance. It’s truly extraordinary!
“Daya.”
“Huh?!” Qiao Anran thought she heard wrong and asked again.
“Daya!!”
“Hahahaha, that’s too funny! Ye Yan, you’re going to make me die from laughing!” Qiao Anran laughed so hard her stomach hurt.
Not only the guests on stage were laughing uproariously, but also the haters watching the livestream.
………
[Hahaha, damn it! Erhua and Daya? Won’t pigs despise being given such names?]
[Pig: I never thought I’d have such a fancy name in this lifetime!]
[I’m about to burst out laughing! I called my dog “Erhua”. My dog just rolled its eyes at me. Then I saw Ye Yan’s expression… Look at how proud she is of the name she picked for her pig! I just couldn’t help but laugh!!]
[Guys, this… this little rascal is so down-to-earth. That’s absolutely amazing! Is there maybe a “Sanhua” or “Siyah” somewhere in the background? They’re the kind of non-mainstream characters you’d find in the countryside!!]