Pei Jie replied, "Chop wood."
When Shi Xi heard this, she reasonably suspected that she had returned to a remote mountain village.
Alright, this was the place.
As for her, who was wearing a pink dress, she was obviously out of place in this place.
Looking at the firewood in the courtyard, Shi Xi asked, "Did you chop all this?"
Pei Jie replied, "Yes."
Shi Xi felt that her questions were all nonsense.
What else could it be?
Could it be that she was the one who did it?
Or could it be that it was Teacher Zhuang, an old veteran of the entertainment industry?
Shi Xi looked at the cameraman beside her and felt embarrassed to be idle. She asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Pei Jie answered concisely, "No."
Shi Xi looked at the scattered firewood and said, "Shall I help you stack the firewood neatly?"
Pei Jie did not say a word, tacitly agreeing with Shi Xi's decision.
