The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 107 - 106 Heavy Rain

Chapter 106: Chapter 106 Heavy Rain

Fu Yunhe’s latest update drew in quite a few of his followers, flooding the comment section beneath it.

“Hand Brother, is it serious at home? Can you broadcast the day after tomorrow? Are the chestnuts flooded and damaged?”

“Ha Ha Ha! Hand Brother? That name is quite fitting since the host only shows his hands and not his face.”

“Not bad at all! Feels somehow friendlier than calling him the big boss of the broadcast.”

“Right, besides, calling him Xiao He doesn’t roll off the tongue.”

“I don’t care about the rest, I just want to know if the chestnuts are bad or not?”

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“Same question! I only got one chestnut yesterday, the rest were snatched by my grandpa!”

“Get lost, upstairs! At least you got one! I’ve been here since Hand Brother’s first live stream, and I couldn’t even snatch a bag of salt.”

“Same as above, truly and utterly tragic.”

The comments continued, and Fu Yunhe was astonished. Why were there so many people?

Nevertheless, he replied to one comment: The broadcast will be on the 7th, the chestnuts are fine.

After responding, Fu Yunhe paid no further attention to it but instead stepped out of the room to stand in the living room alongside Nian Shutong, with Ha Ha and Rubble following behind them.

Outside at that moment, it was pouring heavily, with large drops of rain relentlessly falling.

The sound of raindrops continuously pattering against the awning buzzed in their ears, crackling without end.

It wasn’t quite midnight yet, but only a few minutes off, Rubble’s forecast had been quite accurate.

“Rubble, how did you forecast the rain?” Nian Shutong asked Rubble casually as she watched the rain pouring down.

Rubble, the tallest figure behind them with a metallic face, showed a look of conflict and anticipation, then seemed as if he had encountered a tough problem. After some thought, he finally spoke.

“Ms. Nian Shutong, Rubble utilized meteorological analysis considering humidity, temperature, evaporation, sunlight, wind direction and speed, thickness of cloud layers… in addition, taking into account geographic location, topography…”

Rubble kept going, and by the time he finished, more than twenty minutes had passed, then he asked, “Did you understand?”

Nian Shutong made a fist with one hand, an open palm with the other, and performed a worldly society gesture as if accepting her defeat.

“Rubble, it seems I am the one who is dull. I am unworthy; no need to explain to me next time.”

She recognized each word, but put together, she understood nothing.

Rubble behind her had an “as expected” look, mixed with some reluctance, saying, “I already tried to make it simple. Shall I explain once more? It’s rare for you to want to learn.”

“No! Don’t need to!” Nian Shutong hastily refused: “Please don’t, wouldn’t want to tire you out.”

She consoled the dissatisfied Rubble, not daring to ask more, and instead told everyone,

“You all go rest. I’ll keep watch.”

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Nian Shutong had risen to monitor the creek, to prevent it from rising and flooding the small wooden house.

It seemed now there wouldn’t be any issues.

The location they chose was somewhat elevated, but it was still good to keep an eye on things.

Ha Ha was the most obedient, turning and falling asleep immediately upon lying down, with snores soon following.

Rubble, since the rain was too loud, couldn’t sleep and ended up fiddling and creating a simple ear cover, managing to rest in the end.

Fu Yunhe alone had not moved, still standing beside Nian Shutong.

Nian Shutong looked sideways at Fu Yunhe, “Are you nobly keeping me company to the very end?”

Fu Yunhe’s constitution did not allow him to stay up late.

Understanding this, Fu Yunhe first brought over a chair for Nian Shutong.

“You sit first.”

Having said that, Fu Yunhe took another chair for himself and sat down.

“I can’t sleep just yet, I’ll sit for a while.”

Nian Shutong didn’t push the issue; they were adults. They should know what they could or couldn’t do.

“Here.”

Fu Yunhe looked as Nian Shutong handed him two green cucumbers, still bearing their prickly little spurs.

“Thanks, I’ll go wash them.” Fu Yunhe took the cucumbers and used their stored water to rinse them clean.

After washing them, the two sat in their chairs, each holding a cucumber, crunching away in unison.

Despite the clamor outside, there was a sort of peace to it.

It felt as if separated by a door, there were two different worlds.

The heavy rain kept pouring for over two hours, finally stopping at around two in the morning.

Nian Shutong looked at the small pile of cucumber remains on the floor and asked Fu Yunhe, “Did you come here just to mooch cucumbers?”

“Hehe… you’ve seen through me,” Fu Yunhe said with a rare joke, slowly standing up and moving the chair, prepared to go back and rest.

Nian Shutong casually picked up the other stool, took the one from Fu Yunhe’s hands, and placed them inside Fu Yunhe’s room before departing, saying, “Thanks.”

With his back to Nian Shutong, a faint smile lined Fu Yunhe’s eyes as he answered, “Thank you for the cucumber feast.”

Nian Shutong waved it off nonchalantly, not even turning her head as she entered her own room.

As for the muddy mess outside, they would deal with it when daylight came.