The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead

Chapter 81: Chapter 81 New House
 

Didn’t finish.

Rubble closed his mouth and didn’t dare to ask any more questions.

He continued to act like a magnifying glass, pointing and placing in perfect sync.

At noon, everyone still had rice, but Shutong had cooked a new dish, green pepper and shredded potatoes.

It was unanimously well-received.

In the afternoon, they continued working. Ha Ha was the first to finish clearing all the fields. He didn’t rest at all and went straight to Shutong to ask what else needed to be done.

Shutong demonstrated to Ha Ha how to dig up the soil a bit, about how deep, in preparation for planting rice.

Ha Ha understood and went back to work.

Shutong called over Fu Yunhe to take her place, helping Rubble with wall building.

She herself went back to the woods to hunt game.

Fu Yunhe was absolutely disdainful as he started slathering the big yellow mud, his jaws clenched, trying to keep it as far away as possible.

It wasn’t that he was too obsessive about cleanliness, it was that idiot Ha Ha.

After working for a while, Ha Ha came over to use the bathroom. When he came out, he saw Fu Yunhe plastering the wall.

“Hey? This looks just like the toilet I just used!”

With those words, he left.

At that moment, Fu Yunhe felt like strangling Ha Ha. He even began to doubt whether Ha Ha was really that foolish?

It didn’t seem like it anymore.

When Shutong returned, she saw the fully disdainful Fu Yunhe and Rubble, who was carelessly half-reclining, directing where to place things.

These two, one weak, the other even weaker. One weak makes the other stronger.

Not only weak now, they also seemed a bit pretentious.

Thankfully, with Ha Ha around, Shutong thought that she must be lacking “weak” in her fate, otherwise why would she meet only such people?

“Xiao He, come over!” Shutong called Fu Yunhe over, giving him six chickens, “Three for dinner tonight, three for the live broadcast.”

“Selling potato chicken?”

“Right.”

Shutong continued, “If we don’t change it up, we’ll get tired of it eventually, and it’s also not interesting to always see the same thing.”

Fu Yunhe agreed, as he had been genuinely learning from other streamers, who changed up their content daily.

“Then we need to buy some insulated boxes, otherwise we can’t preserve the flavor.”

“Okay, you handle it. I trust a beautiful person to get things done.”

Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe’s resigned yet unarguable expression, feeling good, she went back to building the wall.

Fu Yunhe, holding the chickens, shook his head and laughed, “Beautiful it is, but at least it’s valuable.”

He took the six chickens and went to the creek to start preparing them.

But on the other side, Shutong, looking at the four walls around her, was so angry she felt like her heart would explode!

Where were the windows? The doors?

They were all damn sealed! Was this supposed to be a tomb?

Exhausted, Shutong looked at Rubble and asked, “Rubble, you claim to be the smartest, don’t you know houses need doors and windows?”

Rubble, who was already a bit dozy, immediately perked up, arguing strenuously, “You didn’t say it was a house, I thought it was a tomb for Xiao He.”

Just as Fu Yunhe, who had come over to get potatoes, paused mid-step, his gaze drifting towards Rubble.

I really thank you!

Shutong rubbed her forehead with a finger, then looked at Fu Yunhe and asked, “Did you think the same?”

You should know, all the walls up there were built by Fu Yunhe.

She had just been praising him for being reliable, pointing at Ha Ha in the wasteland,

“I think, Ha Ha wouldn’t mind.”

Shutong gave Fu Yunhe a definitely risky look – this kid was getting bold.

She said no more and took out a big bag of cheap, detoxified potatoes for the night’s live broadcast, “We’ll use these for our meal.”

After that, she took out some better-looking potatoes, probably enough for this one meal.

“I got it.” Fu Yunhe directed the robots with the potatoes back to the kitchen to start cooking.

He didn’t dare say more, feeling a bit guilty. When he was building the wall earlier, he hadn’t thought too much about it, just wanted to finish it.

And so, it had ended up that way.

Shutong, not wanting to tear everything down, simply went to the cleared land, brought back some thick logs, set up beams, and laid planks.

A completely sealed, uniquely styled house was completed.