Back to Three Years Old: Crushing Scumbags on a Parenting Reality Show 68p1

Chapter 68p1

After announcing that the second location would still be filmed in this village, the host didn’t immediately hand out the afternoon’s task cards. He just said that it was too hot at noon and the babies and dads could go back for a nap, the afternoon tasks would be distributed at 3:30.

Unexpectedly considerate.

But the lack of task cards, like a shoe hanging in the air, left everyone with endless speculation.

As soon as the host finished speaking, Wen Dongyu sneakily approached Wei Maomao.

“Boss, you didn’t recite the poem this morning, will they make you do it this afternoon?” Wen Dongyu asked with concern.

Wei Maomao: “… “ There was no need to be so cruel to the three-year-old bunny.

“It’s possible.” Wen Jiangyue nodded in agreement, then added in a determined voice, “I’ve already memorized the parts I got wrong this morning, I won’t make any mistakes this afternoon!”

Wei Maomao: “… “ Her courage was commendable, her spirit was high, but it was truly unnecessary.

“We have to recite poems again!” Wang Zhizhi scratched his head, his face full of displeasure. “So annoying, I don’t want to recite at all!”

Shen Zilin chuckled. “You only recited two lines this morning, and you’re already annoyed?”

“If it’s reciting poems again, will they change the poem? Maomao missed a whole morning, we should all have a fair starting point this afternoon.” Cheng Tingyan gently touched the little chubby bunny’s soft hair, speaking up for her.

Shen Zilin’s eyes widened, the smile on his face vanished, and he exclaimed, “Seriously? Reciting two poems in one day, that’s too much!”

“Otherwise, Maomao won’t be able to catch up, how pitiful.” Cheng Tingyan said with a serious expression.

Wei Maomao: “… “ She was touched, she did remember some of it, but it was truly unnecessary.

Thankfully, unlike the babies’ wild imaginations, the program team obviously didn’t intend to make the three-year-old do makeup work.

It was supposed to be nap time, but the babies gathered together, chattering away, none of them went back. Even Cheng Rongrong, considering the importance of being part of the group, didn’t go back to rest with Cheng Feiying.

This made it easier for the staff who came to gather the babies at 3:30, they just had to scoop them up from the Wei family’s house and everyone was there.

In the afternoon, not only were the dads and babies separated for their tasks, but even the task cards were distributed separately.

The staff directly took the babies away from the Wei family’s courtyard, leading them all the way to… Grandma Zhao Lanhua’s large house, before announcing their first task.

It wasn’t even a task, more like a survey.

The staff asked each baby to think about the three things they wanted to eat the most for dinner, then rank them from one to three based on how much they wanted them.

Putting aside the other babies, Wei Maomao listened… How could there be such an easy task? It didn’t sound like a task at all, it was either a reward or a trap.

But whether it was a reward or a trap, Wei Maomao had quite a few things she wanted to eat.

  1. The program team’s lunchbox (adult portion)

  2. Fried chicken (no less than eight fist-sized pieces)

  3. French fries (index finger length, half index finger thickness, one hundred pieces).

In the end, Wei Maomao listed the three items as precisely as possible.

Actually, before officially answering, she even asked if they could get double portions if they had those items, but she was immediately rejected. The program team’s exact words were, “This is a task for the babies to list their most desired food, whether they’ll get to eat it, how they’ll eat it, that’s another matter. Even if they do, it’ll definitely be individual portions.”

The program team’s stinginess made Wei Maomao wary. When describing certain foods, she even used her hands to gesture the size and quantity, preventing the program team from cheating and reducing the portions. After all, a pigeon-sized fried chicken was still fried chicken, a tiny pack of ten french fries was still french fries. This was a rare opportunity to order food, Wei Maomao wouldn’t let herself lose at the last step.

Because of Wei Maomao’s additional clauses, even listing three items took quite a while.

Then… Cheng Tingyan, who was next in line, said she wanted the same list as the little chubby bunny’s.

The one responsible for recording the babies’ answers was Yang Ning from the convenience store. She had just been exhausted by the little chubby Maomao’s haggling over the size and quantity of the watermelon earlier, and now she encountered the complete opposite, someone who was making her job easy.

Hearing Cheng Tingyan’s words, Yang Ning couldn’t help but tease her with a smile, “Everything the same as Maomao’s? Then the fist and finger you use to measure the size of the fried chicken and french fries, are they yours or Maomao’s?”

Ever since she learned that Yan Yan had diligently dug for hours to buy a watermelon for the little chubby Maomao, Yang Ning had a very good impression of her, so she couldn’t help but tease her a bit.

But the child… was quite good at being teased?

Yang Ning watched as Cheng Tingyan took two steps away, then came back, holding the hand of Wei Maomao, whom she had just managed to send away…

They made fists, standing side by side.

“The fried chicken will be measured by Maomao’s fist.” Cheng Tingyan said after comparing their fists, her tone serious. She knew the little chubby bunny had haggled for so long earlier to maximize their gains, she would support whatever the little chubby bunny wanted to do.

Yang Ning: “… “

After finishing her sentence, Cheng Tingyan gently pushed aside the little chubby bunny’s fist and compared their fingers.

Mmm… This was a bit…

Cheng Tingyan, who hadn’t learned about volume calculation formulas yet, looked at the little chubby bunny’s fingers, which were shorter but chubbier than hers, and fell into deep thought. So for the french fries, index finger length, half index finger thickness, whose finger was better for the calculation…

Wei Maomao: “… “ She didn’t know why, but she felt a hint of malice in this silence.

The elegant, slender fingers rested next to the cute, chubby fingers. Shi Hongxiao, standing at a perfect angle, zoomed in, showing a close-up to the viewers in the live broadcast room.

“Hahaha, help! I was wondering why Yan Yan suddenly stopped talking, and then she showed us this high-definition comparison, it’s so tragic that I want to scream for help for CEO Mao, hahaha!”

“Yan Yan, it’s too hard for you, at such a young age, you haven’t even mastered addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, and now you have to calculate volume, hahaha.”

“Honestly, Yan Yan is truly good to Maomao, but sometimes, her kindness, hahaha, is quite fatal.”

“Seeing Yan Yan trying to figure out whose finger is better for measuring the length and thickness of the french fries, I’m rolling on the floor laughing, Yan Yan, stop looking at your fingers, look at CEO Mao’s increasingly dark expression! Hahaha, the person above is right, Yan Yan’s kindness is truly fatal, suddenly remembering the watermelon incident, hahahahaha!”

“Looking at CEO Mao’s speechless expression, she probably doesn’t want to eat french fries anymore, she probably wants to swallow her chubby fingers whole.”

“Yan Yan’s hands are truly beautiful, perfect for playing the piano. Hahaha, CEO Mao’s hands are also beautiful, perfect for taking a bite. Awww~~~ Taking a bite of those cute, chubby paws.”

“CEO Mao is still young, her hands will also be beautiful when she grows up. Even if they’re not, it’s okay, just look at Yan Yan’s, hahaha!”

“I’m dying of laughter, I was laughing earlier about CEO Mao probably being tempted by Liu Ming’s lunchbox, that’s why she chose the program team’s lunchbox as her most desired food. But now! Who cares what CEO Mao will eat tonight, I’m only concerned about whether she’ll be hiding under the blanket, biting her fingers, sob, sob, sob. Hahaha, the three-year-old baby, she’s quite concerned about her image~~”

“I don’t even care what this food registration is for anymore, I just want to know, are there any math experts in the live broadcast room? Model experts? Tell me the answer! I really want to know whose finger is more advantageous for the calculation! (Frugal)”

“CEO Mao couldn’t take it anymore, hahaha, she directly said to use her fingers to calculate the size of the french fries. As expected of CEO Mao, when it’s time to be decisive, she’s not ambiguous at all!”

Wei Maomao’s intervention saved Cheng Tingyan from her contemplation.

“Mmm, we’ll use Maomao’s for everything.” Cheng Tingyan replied to Yang Ning seriously.

Yang Ning: “… “ Thank you, sweetie, she was already deeply regretting her earlier question under the other chubby baby’s death glare.

Cheng Tingyan, having completed her task seriously, took Wei Maomao’s hand and returned to the other babies.

“I thought it was just a casual registration. Seeing Maomao’s conversation with them, I think they’re actually going to arrange it for us. I didn’t think of specifying the size and quantity, I should have been after Maomao in line, I didn’t specify the size for the braised pig trotters I wanted to eat.” Wang Zhizhi pointed at the pig squatting by Wen Dongyu’s feet. “What if they try to trick me with such a small pig trotter?”

Wen Dongyu: “… “ I suggest you be polite.

“It’s okay, you can go and clarify later. This isn’t a school exam, you can still add details after submitting your answer.” Wen Jiangyue, glancing back at the last baby, Cheng Rongrong, who was talking to Yang Ning, comforted Wang Zhizhi.

Wang Zhizhi thought it made sense and immediately went over.

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  1. Sekstifire Avatar
    Sekstifire

    Hmmm, I wonder what the trick is here.

    Seems like the easiest thing would be that the dads have to cook the food…

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