Dad: Leisurely live broadcast life in mountain village

"Yeah, I've been live streaming for a while, and I've made some money."

"As for buying things worth tens of thousands... I have been busy remodeling my old house these two days, so I only spent money on a few pieces of furniture."

Qin Luo didn't notice Song Shushu's weird eyes and explained very seriously.

There is nothing to hide in this kind of thing. What secrets can there be in a small village?

Song Shushu's suspicious gaze still did not go away.

She was still doubtful about Qin Luo's words.

What's the situation in the live broadcast industry these days? Even if it can make money, it shouldn't be for a newcomer like Qin Luo who has just entered the industry.

She is mainly responsible for poverty alleviation projects on weekdays. She knows exactly how poor Qin Luo's family was before.

It definitely didn’t take long for this guy to start live streaming, or start making money from live streaming!

"Qin Luo, making money in the live broadcast industry is not easy. Are you doing a regular live broadcast?"

Song Shushu asked suspiciously.

Qin Luo was stunned.

Then his face suddenly darkened.

What the hell, I, Mr. Qin, look upright, don’t I look like a serious person?

"Secretary Song, what do you mean by this? Are you talking to me and me?"

"My live broadcast room is on the Maoya platform. Have you ever seen any irregular live broadcasts on it?"

Song Shushu waved her hand.

"That's not what I meant. I'm just curious about the content of your work."

After hearing this, Qin Luo's face looked a little better.

He thought about it and decided to take Song Shushu home to take a look, so as to save the beautiful village chief from thinking about him all day long.

"Okay, Village Chief Song, why don't you come to my house and sit down, and I'll give you a detailed introduction to my current job, so that you won't get too suspicious."

Song Shushu agreed without thinking.

Isn't this the purpose of her trip?

…

Soon, the three of them returned to Qin Luo's old house.

As soon as she entered the courtyard gate, Song Shushu was stunned.

"Qin Luo, this is your home, you didn't go to the wrong door, right?"

Looking at the beautiful dream-like environment in the hospital, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Song Shushu had been to Qin Luo's house several times before.

But is the dreamy courtyard in front of her, full of life and style, really the same place as the shabby courtyard she visited before?

The solid wood floors, the exquisite and beautiful swings, and the cat nest in the corner are matched with the beautiful surrounding courtyard walls.

This is simply the courtyard that Song Shushu always dreamed of when she was a girl!

Qin Luo looked at her funny and said nothing.

Let the nosy village chief stand there in a daze.

After a long time, Song Shushu came back to her senses from the shock. When she thought about her lapse just now, she couldn't help but blush.

But Song Shushu soon adjusted, pointing to various decorations in the yard and asked:

"Qin Luo, didn't you make all these things yourself?"

Qin Luo nodded naturally.

"Of course, these things, including the flooring, are all made by myself and cannot be bought on the market."

Song Shushu was even more shocked.

She only knew that Qin Luo's family situation was very poor, but she didn't know much about Qin Luo himself.

I didn't expect this guy to have such ability!

With such hands-on ability, self-media seems to be a good choice, and you can also make a name for yourself through self-media and sell handmade products to earn extra income.

Song Shushu now somewhat believes that Qin Luo made money through formal means.

Thinking of this, Song Shushu couldn't help but ask:

"I didn't expect you to be quite capable, but since you have such ability, why were you so poor before?"

Qin Luo smiled and shook his head: "I didn't know enough before, so I didn't know how to realize my abilities."

He said it very sincerely.

Song Shushu believed it.

It is common sense that people cannot make money beyond their awareness.

After visiting the yard, Qin Luo took Song Shushu into the house.

He casually turned on the air conditioner in the living room.

The weather in summer is still a bit hot even in the evening, so turning on the air conditioner for a while is naturally very comfortable.

But when Song Shushu saw the vertical central air conditioner and the luxurious large freezer in the living room, she was a little surprised.

"Good guy, Qin Luo, you can do it. When buying electrical appliances, you always buy the best ones. These are the top products from Gerry's store in the county. The prices are over 15,000 yuan. They really belong to you."

Qin Luo looked at her strangely:

"Why does Secretary Song know the prices of home appliance brands so clearly?"

Song Shushu said casually: "That's not true. I use these two models at home, so I know the price."

Qin Luo had a strange look on his face.

The villagers in Taoyuan Village only knew that Village Chief Song was a lower-class college student, but they did not know much about her family conditions.

But from the tone of this beautiful village chief, it seems that the family is not short of money.

Suddenly, Qin Luo remembered a detail.

Song Shushu rode an electric bike, and he seemed to have seen the same model in the mall before.

The price doesn't seem to be any lower than the one I bought.

Good guy, is this actually an invisible little rich woman?