Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Before the sun rose the next day, Little Gray started shouting in the courtyard.

Lin Ci knocked on the door. “Xiao Er, Little Gray is calling for you. It's hungry. Hurry up and get up to cut gra.s.s for it.”

Cheng Ye was as sleepy as a dog but had long heard Little Gray's cries. He had just pretended to be completely deaf.

The director had already knocked on the door, so he could not ignore the foal anymore. He opened the door and knelt down in tears. “Director, I don't want a donkey anymore. I was wrong, take it away! I beg of you…”

Lin Ci said, “That won't do. It's your donkey, so you have to take good care of it.”

Cheng Ye went crazy. He put on his clothes and walked out. The production crew had already prepared a sickle and a basket for him.

Lin Ci said, “A friendly reminder: If the donkey eats some dewy gra.s.s, it might get thinner!”

Cheng Ye, who had a morning temper, growled like a groundhog. “I understand!”

Ling Sheng and s.h.i.+ Lingyu also got up. They had to eat breakfast, or else they would not have the energy to work. They simply burned some potatoes and stir-fried them.

When breakfast was over, Cheng Ye returned before the sun could rise. He was carrying a big basket of gra.s.s, and his face was scrunched up like a bitter gourd.

When Ling Sheng came out to wash her hands, she met him face-to-face. Her clothes and hair were wet. There was gra.s.s on her chin and face, as well as dirt. She had a bitter expression, and she looked like a pathetic little beggar.

Unable to control herself, she burst out laughing and waved at him. “Old Guo, you're very hardworking!”

Cheng Ye did not think much of it initially, but when he heard her greeting, his heart was immediately filled with grievance. Not only had he not coaxed her, but he had instead gotten laughed at. Tears streamed down his face instantly.

“You… Don't cry!” Ling Sheng, who was fl.u.s.tered, turned her head quickly and shouted, “Exalted Immortal, come out quickly! Your younger brother is crying!”

The people at the back and the cameramen could not take it anymore, You're too much! How can you treat his younger brother like that? His younger brother is so pitiful that we want to laugh too!

The workers in the courtyard pursed their lips and looked at each other. They lowered their heads, their shoulders shaking as they tried to suppress their laughter.

Sorry, brother. Although you are pitiful, we can't help but want to laugh.

Upon hearing her call out, Ji Fanchen hurried out of the kitchen and helped his brother carry the basket. Meanwhile, he comforted him. “Can I keep you company while you cut donkey gra.s.s tomorrow?”

Ling Sheng pointed at the production team. “What's wrong with you guys? How can you treat my younger brother like that? Look! You made my younger brother cry. Why is he cutting gra.s.s? Will that donkey die if he doesn't feed it for a day?”

The director of the prop team felt terribly wronged. Cheng Ye had said that he wanted a donkey. However, he had no choice but to be consumed by her glare.

Fine!

It was all the production team's fault!

They were indeed pitiful!

After a whole day of torture yesterday, he was the one who had suffered the most. In the morning, he had even thrown up while harvesting gra.s.s, which made people uncomfortable.

Cheng Ye was a child of nature. He suffered easily but got better quickly. His brother comforted him and told him to be careful while he was injured, and his sister helped him punish the heartless people in the production team and even helped him sunbathe.

After the meal, his face broke into a smile when he saw Little Gray happily eating the gra.s.s he had cut.

“Brother Chen, what else do you think it wants to eat? Potatoes? Carrots? I'll feed it food, okay? When we have money, I shouldn't have to cut donkey gra.s.s every day, right?” Cheng Ye brought a bunch of gra.s.s that had just dried for Little Gray.

“Donkeys are gluttons. They eat everything.” Upon seeing the child's quick temper, Ji Fanchen could not help but laugh.