Rebirth of the Real Daughter: The Max Level Boss is a White Lotus

Soon, Zhou Lianhua's wooden barrel was filled with various wild fruits.

There are bright red wild strawberries, sweet and sour;

There are purple blueberries, juicy and plump;

There are also golden wild plums with a fragrant smell.

He asked Zhao Xiaowen to help him hold the fruit, while he carried a full bucket of water in one hand and two heavy pieces of tung tree in the other, and walked towards the dilapidated house easily.

She walked lightly, as if she was carrying not a bucket and wood, but two balls of light cotton.

The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

"Carrying water in one hand and wood in the other? This scene...why does it feel a bit familiar?"

"The one upstairs, now that you mention it, I remember it too! Isn't this what my grandma looked like when she was young?"

"Oh my god! This girl is not a female celebrity at all, she is clearly a super female warrior from the countryside!"

"This is the real sense of power! This is the real beauty! Zhou Lianhua, I will be your fan forever!"

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room exploded again, the audience's emotions were completely ignited, and the gift special effects were crazy swiping the screen as if they were free.

The director opened his mouth wide, looking at the data that kept soaring on the screen, and was so excited that he was speechless for a long time.

"This... this is simply a miracle!" He muttered to himself, "Zhou Lianhua, who are you?"

But at this moment, Zhou Lianhua, who was walking on the road, was unaware of all this.

The photographer and Zhao Xiaowen who were following behind were also stunned when they saw Zhou Lianhua looking so relaxed.

Zhao Xiaowen was even more stunned. She watched Zhou Lianhua carrying a bucket in one hand and a piece of wood in the other, walking steadily towards the dilapidated house, her heart filled with shock and admiration.

"Lotus, you...are you really a human?" Zhao Xiaowen couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Lianhua turned her head and glanced at her, smiling faintly, "Of course it's a human."

He is just a cultivator.

Zhao Xiaowen was stunned when she heard this, then she realized that Zhou Lianhua was joking.

But she felt that Zhou Lianhua seemed to have a kind of extraordinary temperament that made her feel awed involuntarily.

The photographer also followed the two silently and recorded everything with the camera.

He was also filled with shock and curiosity, and wanted to learn more about this new woman in the circle.

The three of them returned to the dilapidated house. Zhou Lianhua put the wood aside and began to process the wood from the tung trees.

She moved skillfully and neatly, as if she were an experienced carpenter.

Zhao Xiaowen and the photographer watched with great interest and exclaimed in amazement from time to time.

They watched Zhou Lianhua saw the wood into small pieces, polish them until they were smooth, and finally join them together using mortise and tenon joints to form exquisite pieces of furniture.

The whole process seems like a visual feast that is dazzling.

Zhao Xiaowen couldn't help but ask, "Lotus, who did you learn all these skills from? It's amazing!"

"This is the wisdom and craftsmanship of architects, and it is also the essence passed down from generation to generation." Zhou Lianhua smiled slightly, her hands moving non-stop, "I am just standing on the shoulders of giants to get a glimpse of this precious knowledge."

Zhao Xiaowen's impression of Zhou Lianhua completely changed.

She looked at Zhou Lianhua's focused and serious eyes, and couldn't help but feel a sense of respect in her heart.

The photographer was also deeply attracted by Zhou Lianhua's craftsmanship. He kept adjusting the angle of the lens, trying to record these wonderful moments.