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Cheng Xiaolin went to bed early at this time.

When she got up the next morning and was about to check out the user feedback after re-editing the video, she suddenly found that there were more than a dozen comments with the same rhythm in the comment area below.

“The video is very well done, is there anything else? Quick update!! I can’t sleep at night!!!”

There are other comments that say this.

"Hello, host, may I ask where this orchard is? Are the strawberries ripe soon? I want to pick them, how should I go?"

"There are so many cows raised in the orchard. Who could do this? Speaking of which, the price of beef is soaring now. Damn it, how much money do you need to make from this?"

"The environment of this place is really good. Where is it? I plan to go there during the Qingming Festival next month and pick some strawberries to eat. Isn't that too much?"

"Broadcaster, please leave your address at least. Can your fruits be purchased online? Do you have a store on Taobao? I want to place an order for some."

"To be honest, I'm really tired of seeing those famous scenic tourist attractions. Now I just want to go to these unknown places. Broadcaster, do you have other scenic spots here? I will only visit you once.

My orchard seems a bit too monotonous."

"Blogger, I have also planted an orchard, but I think the fruit trees in your orchard grow better than the fruit trees in my orchard. Do you have any secrets?"

"..."

When Cheng Xiaolin saw these comments, she was suddenly speechless.

She never expected that five videos with the same content before and after, with just a few modifications and different copywriting, would attract so many people to watch?

When she remembered that this idea was proposed by her husband, Cheng Xiaolin thought of pulling her husband over to share the surprise, but her husband was not in the bedroom at this time.

Then I stood at the window of the house and looked down. Daha and his four large dogs were not at home either. They were probably out walking their dogs again.

Cheng Xiaolin waited patiently until it was almost eight o'clock before Cao Shujie came back with four dogs.

After tying the dog in the kennel, Cao Shujie came up from below. Before she could reach him, Cheng Xiaolin saw that her husband's clothes were soaked and sticking to his body.

"Shujie, did you fall into the Yellow River?" Cheng Xiaolin asked him.

Cao Shujie raised his hand and wanted to slap her: "I'm sweating from running, okay?"

He then said excitedly: "Honey, you know, I will go up from our dam entrance, follow Daha and the others to the Yellow River pontoon in the south, and then run back from there. It must be ten miles away, right?"

"To be honest, I really didn't expect that I could run down in one breath."

Cheng Xiaolin was too lazy to praise him, but seeing her husband's excitement and not wanting to discourage him, she finally praised him.

There was also a reward: "Shujie, come on, when you lose weight, I will listen to you whatever you want."

Looking at his wife's shy and happy expression, and then hearing his wife say this, Cao Shujie was ecstatic: "It's a must!"

"Honey, let me tell you, I really feel like running, sweating and feeling comfortable all over. This feeling is simply great!" Cao Shujie chirped.

But when Cheng Xiaolin got closer to him, she smelled the sour smell of sweat. She quickly pinched her nose and said, "Hurry up and take a shower and change clothes. It smells terrible."

"Hey!" Cao Shujie took advantage of his wife not paying attention, stretched out his head and kissed her on the cheek. Before Cheng Xiaolin got angry, he quickly ran to the bathroom with his clothes and bath towel.

After he finished taking a bath and put on new clothes, Mengmeng also got up from the bed and was jumping back and forth in the small room outside.

Seeing her father coming out, she suddenly turned around and ran towards Cao Shujie: "Dad, take me to play."

"Where do you want to go?" Cao Shujie asked her.

Mengmeng came prepared. She said: "Let's go to the orchard. Mom said she would videotape me and asked me to wear a skirt. Dad, am I pretty?"

While talking, Mengmeng put her hands and fingers on her cheeks, pressed them down, and acted funny there.

"How can a cute little kid be so beautiful?" Cao Shujie was puzzled, but he still had a smile on his face and said in a gentle voice: "Our family is the most beautiful!"

"Dad, is it true?" Mengmeng didn't believe it.

Seeing Cao Shujie nod, she smiled and said, "I think so too."

When Cheng Xiaolin came in and saw her husband being entangled by his daughter, she first took Mengmeng aside and then shouted: "Shujie, go down and eat."

As soon as Mengmeng heard that she was eating, she happily broke away from her mother's arms, grabbed the railing of the stairs and ran down.

"Are you a loser? Run slowly." Cheng Xiaolin shouted from behind.

But Mengmeng didn't listen and instead ran down faster.

Cao Shujie hung up his bath towel and underwear before coming downstairs.

During breakfast, Cheng Xiaolin excitedly told her husband about the dozens of extra comments in the comment section.

"Shujie, your method is really effective. I added copy to each video, and the effect is too obvious." Cheng Xiaolin spoke, turning to look at her daughter Meng Meng, her eyes shining brightly.

She thought to herself, if the method her husband said worked so well, then the other suggestion her husband said would also work well from time to time?

This made her eager to try filming a series of growth videos for her and Orchard with Mengmeng as the protagonist.

Cheng Xiaolin is very interested in doing this now.

Cao Shujie was a little proud of being praised by his wife, but he still waved his hands modestly, pretending as if nothing had happened, and said, "That's all."

"Oh, you are so humble." Cheng Xiaolin curled her lips.

Grandpa Cao Zhenghu asked: "Shujie, Linlin, what video are you talking about? Let me take a look."

Cheng Xiaolin quickly told Cao Zhenghu the whole story.

After hearing this, Cao Zhenghu said, "I'll take a look later after finishing the meal."

"Okay." Cheng Xiaolin agreed happily.

After breakfast, while Cao Shujie went to wash the dishes, Cheng Xiaolin went upstairs to take down the laptop.

She opened Youku Video, logged into her account, clicked to open the video, and while the video was buffering, she turned the computer screen to face Cao Zhenghu.

"Grandpa, look at these videos."

Cao Zhenghu squinted his eyes and looked very seriously. As he watched, he praised his grandson's wife: "Linlin, did you take these pictures? The pictures are really beautiful."

"Grandpa, I took all the photos myself." Cheng Xiaolin smiled and nodded.

Cao Shujie came over after washing the dishes. While watching the video, he also saw several comments under the video.

Cao Shujie took a rough look at it, and many of them were comments like, 'The video is very well done, it is updated quickly, and I can't sleep at night!' This kind of comment was clearly rhythmic at a glance.

But there are people who set the pace, sometimes just because they really like watching these videos.

There are also some users who carefully analyzed his wife’s framing, shooting angles, shooting effects, and even some editing of aerial photography from technical perspectives, and also put forward their own suggestions.

There are also people who specialize in orchards who have analyzed it from the perspective of planting technology. These people have commented on the planting of fruit trees and open-air strawberries in Cheng Xiaolin’s video.

They felt that the fruit trees in Cheng Xiaolin's video grew significantly faster.

Someone asked Cheng Xiaolin how she applied fertilizer? What pesticides did she use?

Some people also asked whether the strawberries in the video can be picked?

Some people also asked her where the orchard in the video was, and asked her wife to leave her address and contact information, etc.

Cao Shujie looked at these comments carefully. After a few minutes, he looked at his wife seriously and praised her with a thumbs up: "Wife, you are so awesome. Our family may rely on your publicity to attract the next generation this year."

A wave of customers.”

Cheng Xiaolin was a little embarrassed by his praise: "How many people are watching me? How can it be so exaggerated?"

Cheng Xiaolin thought it was impossible.

But Cao Shujie said: "Honey, why are you so unsure? No one here is watching today, but there may be many people watching tomorrow."

"Real or false?" Cheng Xiaolin didn't believe it. She felt that everything had a fermentation process, and nothing could be accomplished overnight.

But Cheng Xiaolin didn't know that this was the Internet, and everything was possible on the Internet.

Cao Shujie didn't explain this either. He asked his wife: "Wife, you can make a short video as we discussed yesterday and upload it to see the effect."

After finishing speaking, Cao Shujie also told her: "You must show a certain quality in the photo, even if it is relaxed, happy or angry."

Cheng Xiaolin was also very curious. She was wondering whether it would be effective if she followed the idea provided by her husband and made it into short skits.

I can't say now, but Cheng Xiaolin wants to give it a try.

She saw Mengmeng, who was running around and was very energetic, and shouted loudly: "Mengmeng, let's go and shoot a video in the orchard."

"Ah...I'll go!" Mengmeng was overjoyed.

Cheng Xiaolin shouted again: "Then hurry up and follow me upstairs to change clothes."

She said: "Let's wear a skirt today."

"Okay!" When Mengmeng asked her to wear a skirt, she agreed very happily.

Cheng Xiaolin continued: "Please hold Xiaobai again."

When Mengmeng heard this, she agreed again. She felt that her mother was so nice today and had thought of everything for her.

But it wasn't over yet. Cheng Xiaolin didn't know what she was thinking. She suddenly asked: "Mengmeng, do you want to ride Daha?"

"Mom, I want to ride Dahei, Dahei is taller." Mengmeng stretched out her hand and gestured: "Taller than me."

"Nonsense, it's not as tall as you." Cheng Xiaolin said, but she hesitated.
To be continued...