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

Chapter 68p2

Shen Zilin actually felt that since the program team had made such a big deal out of the registration, they were more likely to set up new, difficult tasks to obtain these foods, rather than playing tricks with the size and quantity. But despite his thoughts, Shen Zilin was still quite impressed by Wei Maomao’s performance, not giving them any loopholes to exploit. As a three-year-old baby, Wei Maomao was doing very well. In time, she would do even better, truly worthy of being the partner he had his eyes on, well… one of them.

Wei Maomao didn’t know why Shen Zilin was suddenly looking at her with such enthusiasm. For her, she just felt the program team’s recent direction was strange, and she really wanted to eat those three things, so she took some precautions, that’s all.

But what Wei Maomao didn’t expect was that the program team’s direction was indeed still strange, but not in their direction.

In the morning, while the babies went to Wen Qiming’s ancient literature activity, Wei Chengli stayed home to watch the child and wash the bedsheets. The other dads were taken by the villagers to experience activities such as collecting shrimp traps, picking vegetables, collecting eggs from chicken coops, picking watermelons in the field, and picking grapes from the vines. Many of the ingredients on the lunch table and the fruits after the meal were gathered by them this morning. Freshly harvested and eaten, delicious and nutritious.

It could be said that the dads had a relaxing morning, either utilizing their expertise, making up for their mistakes, or enjoying a half-day tour of rural produce collection. So when they received their task cards in the afternoon and saw the task of helping villagers harvest watermelons in the field, they couldn’t help but scoff.

As expected, the program team wouldn’t let them have it too easy, the last bit of their conscience was probably letting them nap until 3:30, avoiding the hottest part of the day.

However, what the dads didn’t expect was that the program team had even less conscience than they thought.

“This is… What they want to eat? Or what?” Wang Qingchuan, who was already at the front of the group, saw the blackboard standing by the watermelon field and ran over, taking three steps at a time.

He recognized all the words, he could roughly guess what it meant, but he… didn’t want to understand at all!

“Tsk, she wants to eat fried chicken and french fries? She even specified the size, no thin chicken or thin fries. Dream on, a three-year-old wanting to eat fried food. Eating the program team’s lunchbox is fine, I saw braised chicken in the lunchbox at noon, it smelled quite good.” Wei Chengli, who had also run over ahead of the others, immediately saw the two lines with the most words, belonging to his little chubby dumpling and Cheng Tingyan. Looking at the three food items, he couldn’t help but complain.

Wang Qingchuan, speechless, turned to look at Wei Chengli. “Are you only looking at what she wants to eat? Did you see the numbers next to the food items?”

“Could these numbers be the weight of the watermelons?” Cheng Feiying, also quick on his feet, arrived at the blackboard.

Wen Xiang, silently following behind, looked at the blackboard, speechless.

“They should be.” Shen Jianghe glanced at the three food items listed after Shen Zilin’s name: [Hamburger 3000kg], [Steak 2100kg], [Lamb Skewers 1500kg]. “It can’t be the weight of the food.”

“The program team might as well just take my life.” Wen Qiming, the last to arrive, looked at the endless watermelon field, then at the carts by the blackboard and the line of trucks parked on the dirt road in the distance. He walked to Wei Chengli’s side, patted his shoulder, and said, “Any leftovers from lunch? My family will just eat leftovers for dinner.”

Wei Chengli: “… “

Although Wen Qiming said that, he still listened carefully when the program team announced the additional rules for the task.

It was indeed as written on the blackboard, the three food items listed after each child’s name were the three things they wanted to eat the most, as freshly surveyed by the program team, and ranked based on their desire. Whether the baby could eat it, what they could eat, depended on how many kilograms the dad could harvest this afternoon.

“So you’re saying, the higher the weight requirement, the more the baby wants to eat that item?” Wei Chengli pointed at the blackboard and asked.

The host nodded with a smile. “Yes.”

“Then let’s say, hypothetically, I harvest 2100 kilograms of watermelon, do I get the fried chicken for the 2100kg tier, or do I get both the fried chicken for the 2100kg tier and the french fries for the 1500kg tier?” Wei Chengli asked again.

The host maintained his smile. “You can only get one food item.”

Wei Chengli looked at the 3000kg requirement for the lunchbox and asked one last question, “Then did the babies know what we had to do to exchange for these food items when they ranked them?”

The host shook his head. “No.”

Wei Chengli felt a bit better, his adorable little chubby dumpling, as expected, was still adorable, she didn’t intentionally坑 him.

Some people, after being tricked repeatedly, still didn’t realize it and were even eager to challenge the limits.

While others were much more rational.

Wen Qiming walked into the watermelon field from the edge, bent down to check a few watermelons, then climbed back up, looked at the vast field, and turned to the other dads. “These watermelons look about the same size as the ones we picked this morning, probably around eighty to ninety kilograms. Let’s assume an average of eight kilograms…”

“The first tier requires about 188 watermelons, the second tier 262, the third tier 375.” Shen Jianghe quickly calculated.

“We have to pick the watermelons from the field, the trucks can’t drive in, we have to transport them to the roadside in those carts.” Wen Qiming pointed at the carts by the blackboard, then at the trucks on the road in the distance. “Then we have to load them onto the trucks, the host said the weighing will be done by the trucks.”

“The watermelons aren’t all by the roadside, we’ll definitely have to go deeper into the field. Walking, picking, transporting, carrying the watermelons to the roadside for weighing, all take time.” Shen Jianghe said, calculating silently.

Wen Qiming continued, “These carts can only be pushed along the narrow paths in the field, we can’t just push them anywhere, we also have to factor in the time it takes to pick the watermelon and walk back to the cart.”

“An average of… fifteen seconds per watermelon?” Wei Chengli also calculated.

“If that’s your calculated time, it’ll definitely take longer in reality.” Wang Qingchuan said, stretching his limbs. “Don’t underestimate those eight or nine kilograms, we can easily carry them now. But this is continuous labor, we’ll get more and more tired. We have to add at least five seconds per watermelon, plus some time to catch our breath, I think it might even take double the time.”

“Double the time… The third tier will take an hour and a half, the second tier two and a half hours… the first tier three hours?” Shen Jianghe quickly finished his calculation and was stunned by the result.

“Are they kidding? In this heat?” Cheng Feiying looked at the blackboard, frowning.

The most annoying thing was their family, his two daughters had separate lists. It was fair, the weight requirement for each tier was halved… But it was still annoying.

“Technically, the tasks aren’t mandatory, should we do it?” Wen Qiming, who didn’t want to do it, said, taking advantage of Cheng Feiying’s words.

This task was a bit too much, even completing the lowest tier required an hour and a half, based on his ability, it might take even longer.

But he couldn’t be the only one to give up, that would look bad, not only would it make him seem incapable… It wouldn’t be fair to Wen Jiangyue if the other children got to eat while she had nothing.

If possible, it would be best if they all went on strike, then there wouldn’t be any problem.

Strength in numbers.

This task was also a bit…

Just as Wen Qiming was trying to persuade the others, Wen Xiang, who had been silently stretching behind Wang Qingchuan, walked into the field.

Wen Qiming: “… “

“I’ll go and play too.” Wang Qingchuan walked to the edge of the field, and before going down, he even turned back and reminded them, “Stretch your legs before you come down, don’t sprain your ankles.”

Wen Qiming: “… “

If they couldn’t stand united from the beginning, there was no point in talking about it later.

In the end, all the dads went into the field.

In the monitoring room, Zeng Huanian, seeing that Wen Qiming, the last one, had also entered the field, finally relaxed his clenched fist and breathed a sigh of relief.

“What’s wrong, so nervous?” Shi Dingshan, leisurely blowing on his tea, chuckled.

“It’s not nervousness. I was just worried they wouldn’t want to do this task…” Zeng Huanian rubbed his hands, then squatted down and poured himself a cup of tea.

Honestly, in Zeng Huanian’s opinion, this task was indeed too difficult. Not to mention for a parenting show, even for a celebrity farming show, this task was considered harsh. But thinking about what Shi Dingshan had arranged the night before, Zeng Huanian felt that there was a reason for its difficulty.

“If they don’t want to do it, then they don’t have to, our tasks aren’t mandatory.” Shi Dingshan chuckled. “Even if they don’t do this task, we’ll still provide dinner for them tonight, we won’t let them starve.”

“Then you’ll show the babies the footage of them giving up on the task tonight, right?” Zeng Huanian said helplessly.

“Of course, isn’t that what we agreed on?” Shi Dingshan put down his cup, took out his phone, and scrolled through it. “Mmm, it seems we have enough other footage, we just need this afternoon’s. Tell them to start editing while filming, in case some dads are too hardworking, and we don’t have enough time for editing after everyone finishes the task.”

“Okay.” Zeng Huanian nodded in agreement, took a sip of his tea, looked at the noticeable increase in gray hairs on Shi Dingshan’s head these past few days, and couldn’t help but say in a low voice, “Director Shi, you said earlier that we’re just filming a variety show, we don’t want to interfere in their family matters, it sounded… I didn’t expect you to have such a grand plan…”

“What, suddenly admiring me? Using such formal language. Stop it.” Shi Dingshan chuckled. “What grand plan? I think you’re misunderstanding something.”

“It’s just, you… Cough, you specifically asked the editors to compile footage of the dads working hard these past few days, planning to show it to the babies, so they’ll understand their dads’ hardships. Then when they become parents in the future, they’ll be more considerate of their dads’ hard work… You’re truly a good person.” Zeng Huanian tried to express his understanding.

Then he saw Shi Dingshan burst into laughter.

Shi Dingshan laughed for a while before calming down, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes. “Xiao Zeng, stop overthinking, okay? We’re making a variety show, don’t be fooled by the surface. If I’m just showing them footage to let them know how hard their dads worked for their meals, wouldn’t a few hundred kilograms be enough?”

Zeng Huanian was stunned, thinking about it that way… It was a blind spot he had completely overlooked.

He remained stunned for a while.

After finally sorting out his thoughts, Zeng Huanian couldn’t believe what he had just realized.

“Director Shi, you mean, you want the babies to see… the dads giving up?” Zeng Huanian felt like his own voice was making his head buzz.

“Oh, no, not that.” Shi Dingshan shook his head. “I just want to show the babies the extent to which their dads are willing to go. Whether they do it, how much they do, it’s their own decision.”

“But, not doing your best doesn’t mean you don’t love your baby… This isn’t something that can be achieved overnight.” Zeng Huanian argued.

“This weight requirement isn’t excessive, they can all achieve it with time and persistence.” Shi Dingshan looked at the screen, Shen Jianghe was already organizing the dads to form a line, connecting the watermelon field to the carts on the path, using a human chain to transport the watermelons, increasing efficiency and reducing fatigue. “Everything is accumulated over time, it’s a gradual process. Tell me, when the babies become parents, to what extent will they be willing to go for dads like this?”

Zeng Huanian: “… “

Thinking about it that way, he actually felt that the babies… could do even more.

“So am I truly a good person now?” Shi Dingshan turned to look at Zeng Huanian.

His tired eyes were filled with a strange fervor…

Zeng Huanian couldn’t figure out what Shi Dingshan was trying to achieve, but… he still nodded.

Shi Dingshan chuckled and shook his head.

He wasn’t a good person.

He was just someone who had fallen into the sea, unwilling to sink, blindly flailing and searching for a plank to cling to.

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.

Chapter 67

Wei Chengli felt a little bit annoyed.

It wasn’t because the little chubby dumpling had made him perform “eat grapes without spitting out the skins” on the live broadcast.

It wasn’t because after he swallowed the grape skins, the little chubby dumpling slowly suggested he could also perform “not eating grapes but spitting out the skins.”

It was because…

Wei Chengli squeezed the grapes in his hand and looked at Wen Dongyu, who was squatting a few steps away, patting the pig’s back.

Why did the pig have to perform the exact same act as him!

And it was one thing for a pig to eat a whole grape without spitting out the skin. Now that it had already swallowed it, telling it to “not eat grapes but spit out the skins,” would it even understand? Who was he trying to make things difficult for!

Just as Wei Chengli was both unwilling to perform the same act as a pig and feeling a bit of empathy for the pig being patted on the back, he saw the pig, after being patted by Wen Dongyu, suddenly lift its head and “tui…” spit out a grape skin.

Wei Chengli: “… “

“Tsk.”

Wei Chengli heard the little chubby dumpling’s timely clicking sound.

Before the little chubby dumpling could say anything more hurtful, Wei Chengli quickly left…

Wei Maomao didn’t actually mean to make things difficult for Wei Chengli, she just thought the pig raised by Wen Dongyu was a bit interesting and unconsciously clicked her tongue.

The pig’s perfect performance made Wen Dongyu overjoyed.

“Good job, Xixi, come on, Xixi, let’s perform ‘eating grapes without spitting out the skins’ for our friends in the live broadcast room again!” Wen Dongyu said, stuffing another grape into the pig’s mouth, then looked up, smiling. “Friends in the live broadcast room, can you please click on some ads for us~~”

After Wen Dongyu and Wen Xixi performed the act a couple more times, Shen Zilin reached out and stopped Wen Dongyu from taking another grape.

“Okay, if you repeat the same performance too many times, the audience will get tired of it.” Shen Zilin advised.

Wen Dongyu tilted his head, confused. “What does ‘get tired of it’ mean?”

“It means… they’ll get bored, they won’t want to watch it anymore. If you want Xixi to perform this again next time, don’t do it too many times in a row.” Shen Zilin paused, then lowered his voice slightly. “And even if you do different performances, don’t keep asking the viewers in the live broadcast room to click on ads.”

“Why?” Wen Dongyu, having just understood what “get tired of it” meant, was confused by the second part of Shen Zilin’s words.

“It’s like when you watch TV, an ad appears every few minutes, one after another, constantly… Wouldn’t you find it annoying?” Shen Zilin tried to give an example. “Mmm… It’s also like when you’re walking on the street, passing by shops with loudspeakers, repeatedly asking people to come in and buy things. If you’re just passing by, hearing it once or twice might not be annoying. But if you stop and keep listening, the repeated content keeps playing, constantly urging you to go in, wouldn’t you find it annoying? If you find that shop annoying, wouldn’t you start to dislike it, and would you still go in and buy things from them?”

Wen Dongyu was quite receptive to advice. Earlier, when he was holding Xixi, he initially imitated Wei Maomao and said, “Xixi, let’s perform ‘eating grapes without spitting out the skins’ for “the” uncles, aunties, brothers, and sisters in the live broadcast room.” Shen Zilin almost spat out the grape in his mouth. How could he call the viewers the pig’s uncles, aunties, brothers, and sisters? That was unacceptable. He couldn’t help but offer a suggestion, and Wen Dongyu immediately changed “uncles, aunties, brothers, and sisters” to “friends.”

If Wen Dongyu wasn’t so receptive, Shen Zilin wouldn’t be saying so much now.

Thankfully, his explanation wasn’t in vain.

As soon as Shen Zilin finished speaking, Wen Dongyu nodded vigorously. “I understand! You’re saying if I keep asking the viewers to click on ads, they might help me at first. But if I ask too many times, they’ll get annoyed and won’t help me anymore.”

“Uh… It’s not that they’ll hate you. It’s just… It’s best not to ask too many times.” Shen Zilin scratched his head, then added, “And even if you ask the viewers to click on ads now, it’s useless, did your dad agree to give you the money?”

Wen Dongyu: “… “

“Go ask him, then you’ll know if he’ll agree.” Wen Jiangyue, seeing Wen Dongyu’s initially excited head droop, took two steps forward and said.

Wen Dongyu was a bit cowardly, he lowered his head, scuffing his shoes on the ground, and didn’t answer.

Wen Jiangyue didn’t urge him, she turned to Shen Zilin and praised him sincerely, “Shen Zilin, you know so much, did your dad teach you these things?”

“The things I just said?” Shen Zilin, seeing Wen Jiangyue nod, shook his head. “No, I learned them from watching TV and listening to audiobooks.”

“What audiobooks?” Wen Jiangyue, hearing the word “audiobooks,” became even more curious.

“I don’t remember clearly, I’ve listened to many, I probably heard it from some marketing or business management book. If you’re interested, I can find the book list for you after the show?” Shen Zilin, who liked studious people, said sincerely.

Whether Wen Jiangyue wanted the book list or not was another matter, but many viewers in the live broadcast room were raising their hands eagerly.

“Little CEO Shen, look at me! I want your book list, sob, sob, sob~~~ I can’t believe it, I’m still playing with mud at twenty-six, and a six-year-old little CEO is already self-studying business management, I have to work harder!”

“Hahaha, I also want to see Little CEO Shen’s book list, but the person above, what’s going on with you, hahaha, still playing with mud at twenty-six, are you a sculptor or a construction worker?”

“These little babies are truly something. One second I was amazed by CEO Mao using Director Wei to get ad clicks, the next second I’m watching Little CEO Shen’s business class. Although I don’t mind Wen Xixi calling me ‘brother’ because Wen Dongdong is so pitiful and cute, Little CEO Shen’s correction is truly heartwarming.”

“Earlier, when they were talking about giving their dads a commission fee for their fame, my whole family was shocked. I wouldn’t have thought of that at all, Little CEO Shen truly, so clear-headed and impressive!”

“Little CEO Shen has a vast knowledge reserve, it’s a pity he’s still too young, he doesn’t understand the charm of cute babies. Like me, an old aunt, I wouldn’t find a pitiful and obedient baby like Dongdong annoying. I can watch him feed the pig and get ad clicks all day, hahaha.”

“Heh, heh, I can also watch CEO Mao feed Director Wei and get ad clicks all day!”

“Pfft… The person above, have you thought about it, if Director Wei eats grapes without spitting out the skins for a whole day, he’ll be choked by the bitterness, hahaha!”

“I hope Wen Xiang can be more generous and learn from Director Wei, just give the children the money that belongs to them, that way we can click on ads for Dongdong with more enthusiasm. Otherwise, like with Yan Yan, we don’t even want to click on ads, hmph!”

“Friends, be smart, click on CEO Mao’s ads when you have time, it’s the safest bet. I believe our CEO Mao won’t let Dongdong starve!”

…

Starvation was impossible.

After all, the program team was always coming up with new tasks for their next meal.

And before announcing the new task, while all the dads and babies were gathered, the program team made an official announcement that the next location for the show would still be in this village, which meant the grand relocation originally scheduled for tomorrow morning was canceled.

During the contract signing, the program team had verbally mentioned several potential locations for each stage, but the contract stated that the subsequent itinerary would be based on specific circumstances and would be adjusted by the program team in real time.

Originally, for the second location, the program team had said they might go to Silver Leaf Village, a village where every household made local snacks and worked together to promote their local cuisine nationwide.

The dads didn’t know what had changed, why they couldn’t go to Silver Leaf Village and had to stay here.

The others were fine, but Wen Xiang and Shen Jianghe were a bit…

One had a hole in his roof, leaking during rainy days.

The other lived next door to a pigsty, even with newspapers covering the windows and door, there was still a smell.

They had finally endured until the end of the first location, but the last night they had been looking forward to was gone…

And between the two, Wen Xiang was even more miserable.

Originally, when moving from one village to another, they would definitely have to travel in separate cars, just like when they arrived, dads with their children. He could have had some alone time with Wen Dongyu, maybe they could reconcile while chatting and enjoying the scenery in the car…

But now…

Wen Xiang glanced at the children huddled together, feeling dejected. Wen Dongyu had so many friends now, did he even remember he had a dad?

And at this moment, the one who was a hundred times more miserable than Wen Xiang was Bai Lei, who was watching the live broadcast.

The tablet, with the live stream still playing, was angrily thrown onto the carpet by Bai Lei, making a muffled thud.

Bai Lei was so angry that she was tearing her hair out, but she was alone at home, with no one to vent her anger on.

And so, Zhang Jin, who was also watching the live broadcast and had just seen the program team’s decision, received a call.

Zhang Jin glanced at the person next to him, made a “shh” gesture, stood up, left the room, closed the door behind him, went to the balcony in the living room, closed the balcony door as well, and then answered the call.

“Why did it take you so long to answer the phone? Didn’t you watch the live broadcast?” Bai Lei was furious, she didn’t have a single second of patience, and now Zhang Jin was taking so long to answer the phone, it was adding fuel to the fire.

“I watched it, what’s wrong?” Zhang Jin’s head ached from the sharp voice on the other end of the line, he rubbed his temples. He didn’t understand, the live broadcast had been showing the program team’s host talking about the show’s arrangements, Cheng Tingyan hadn’t even spoken, there was nothing new that could be used to attack the Cheng family, what was she so agitated about?

Not being anxious when she should be, being agitated when she shouldn’t be, truly annoying.

Bai Lei, unaware of Zhang Jin’s inner thoughts, scoffed. “Didn’t they say the second location would be Silver Leaf Village? How can the program team change it so easily, deciding to stay here just like that, what’s going on?”

“The contract didn’t specify the exact location, it’s all up to the program team’s arrangement. Silver Leaf Village was just a plan, it wasn’t finalized in the contract, it’s normal for changes to occur.” Zhang Jin explained.

“Seriously, you signed that kind of contract for him? No specific location, so even if they go to some remote mountain village, some harsh environment, they’ll just go? Do you have any common sense?” Bai Lei retorted, not accepting his explanation at all.

“Those things are definitely written in the clauses, the locations they choose also have basic requirements and limitations, they can’t go to places with harsh conditions that might affect the artists’ health.” Zhang Jin frowned. “What’s wrong with continuing to film in this village? Their current living conditions are the best, there are no dangerous places in the village, why are you so… dissatisfied?”

“What’s there to see if they stay in the same place for two locations…” Bai Lei complained.

Zhang Jin, sensing something was wrong, interrupted her. “You were so agitated earlier, don’t tell me you did something in Silver Leaf Village? The villages the program team films in, they all sign contracts and confidentiality agreements with the village committee in advance, you wouldn’t be trying to pull something, would you?”

“What could I possibly pull?” Bai Lei stepped on the tablet on the carpet. “They’re not even going there.”

“They’re not going, but you… Hello? Hello?” Zhang Jin put down the phone, looked at the disconnected screen, hesitated for a moment, then decided not to call back.

He hoped Bai Lei just wanted to have the people from Silver Leaf Village inform Cheng Feiying about the current public opinion, not to do something even more ridiculous.

Zhang Jin was truly fed up with Bai Lei.

In terms of beauty, Bai Lei and Liu Qiongfang were about the same, each with their own unique beauty. But in terms of personality and temperament, Bai Lei was far inferior to Liu Qiongfang… He truly didn’t understand what Cheng Feiying was thinking.

Zhang Jin sighed, standing on the balcony, his hand instinctively reaching for the cigarettes in his pocket. But after a moment, he just took a few deep breaths and turned to go back to the bedroom.

“Work keeping you busy?” Liu Qiongfang placed a peeled peach on Zhang Jin’s plate and smiled.

“Not too bad.” Zhang Jin sat back down and took a bite of the peach.

The peach was quite sweet. Zhang Jin sighed. Here, he could eat a peeled peach, but at Bai Lei’s… Heh, it was considered polite if she didn’t throw the peach peel in his face.

Thinking about this, Zhang Jin once again felt he was right to come here.

“Have you been watching the live broadcast these past few days?” Zhang Jin asked after swallowing the peach in his mouth.

“Mmm.” Liu Qiongfang turned and washed her hands in the basin next to her.

“Did you watch Yan Yan’s live stream?” Zhang Jin asked again.

“I did.” Liu Qiongfang reached for the towel on the wall.

Zhang Jin stood up and helped her take it with his clean hand. “So is everything Yan Yan said true? The thirty-something yuan allowance, the expired snacks, and the… compressed biscuits? Does Yan Yan really dislike eating mushrooms? And why is she so familiar with loan interest rates, even the latest rates for this year? Your medical expenses, did they pay for them, or did you borrow the money from them?”

Some things, Bai Lei had already said, but Zhang Jin still wanted to confirm here again.

Liu Qiongfang slowly wiped her hands with the towel, but under Zhang Jin’s gaze, she gently shook her head. “I don’t know, Yan Yan never told me those things. I also only learned about them these past two days from watching the live broadcast.”

“What don’t you know? The money, the snacks and compressed biscuits, or the mushrooms?” Zhang Jin frowned slightly, he felt Liu Qiongfang’s answer… was a bit vague.

Not to mention anything else, the small shop selling expired snacks that Yan Yan mentioned in the live broadcast, she said she went there about once a month, which coincided with the frequency of her visits to Liu Qiongfang. And Yan Yan mentioned buying two packs of bear biscuits, two packs of prawn crackers, and sometimes even two lollipops… The quantities made it sound like she would share some with Liu Qiongfang. But regardless of whether she shared or not, did Liu Qiongfang truly know nothing?

“I’m not sure about any of it.” Liu Qiongfang turned her head away.

Is that so?

Although Cheng Tingyan lived with Cheng Feiying and only came here once a month, not knowing anything…

Just as Zhang Jin was about to continue asking, Liu Qiongfang turned her wheelchair, moving it closer to the wall. She reached out to hang the towel on the wall and said, “You must be very busy with work, coming to see me today, you’ve wasted so much time…”

“Don’t tell me you still have feelings for Cheng Feiying?” Zhang Jin, looking at Liu Qiongfang, who was clearly avoiding the question, blurted out a sentence that even he found ridiculous.

Then he saw the towel in Liu Qiongfang’s hand fall to the ground.

“Damn it!” Zhang Jin couldn’t help but curse, he stood up angrily. “It’s been years! Their children are already this old, how can you still…”

“I don’t.” Liu Qiongfang bent down to pick up the towel.

But the towel had fallen in an awkward spot, she couldn’t reach it from her wheelchair.

Zhang Jin was angry, but he still walked over, moved her wheelchair slightly, and picked up the towel. But his mouth didn’t stop. “Didn’t I tell you back then, if you don’t want to divorce, don’t let go so easily? But you, you insisted on divorcing, now he has a wife and children, and you still can’t let go, I truly didn’t expect… You’re truly, truly… I don’t even know what to say to you!”

“You expected it.” Liu Qiongfang took the towel from Zhang Jin’s hand and threw it into the basin. “When you came to fight for custody back then, didn’t you expect it?”

“I…” Zhang Jin was speechless.

Yes, he had expected it.

That custody battle was very difficult.

Even though Liu Qiongfang was in desperate need of money at that time, she didn’t budge when faced with the Cheng family’s offer. She even sold her treasured jewelry to raise money, but refused to agree to transfer custody.

Later, it was because Liu Qiongfang was scammed again, losing the last of her money, and to make matters worse, it happened right before her next surgery. If she didn’t accept the Cheng family’s money for the surgery, she wouldn’t be able to receive treatment and wouldn’t be able to keep custody either. That’s why she transferred Cheng Tingyan’s custody to Cheng Feiying.

During that process, Zhang Jin couldn’t understand it. Even if Liu Qiongfang was worried about the “new mother, new father” situation, but as the biological mother, she didn’t have the money to raise the child and didn’t have the health to care for her, what was the point of holding onto custody… Thinking back, even earlier, Bai Lei would sometimes throw tantrums because Liu Qiongfang brought Yan Yan to see Cheng Feiying, Zhang Jin had some guesses.

But guesses were just guesses, and that was all two years ago…

How could she still be thinking about it after all these years?

And…

“Regardless of what happened in the past, Cheng Feiying has a wife and children now, it’s useless for you to keep thinking about him.” Zhang Jin sighed. “Let’s not talk about how they treat you, just look at Yan Yan, did you see how she was in the live broadcast? Cheng Feiying doesn’t seem to like her very much. If that’s how he treats your child, do you still expect him to have any feelings for you? If he did, your medical expenses, you wouldn’t have borrowed them from them, right? And Yan Yan… Cough, the money Yan Yan earned from appearing on variety shows and filming commercials, wasn’t it enough for your medical expenses? Why did you agree to borrow?”

“After they finish filming… I’ll ask them.” Liu Qiongfang lowered her head, rubbing the towel. “Back then, was it my decision to divorce? Everyone knows, don’t you know? If I didn’t divorce, she would have caused a scene with her pregnancy.”

Zhang Jin was speechless, this person, after years of no contact, was even more… than when she was an assistant. Back then, if there was a scene, it would have been embarrassing for Bai Lei and detrimental to Cheng Feiying’s reputation. But now, with her mindset, she was turning right into wrong!

“Let me just ask you directly.” Zhang Jin, remembering his original intention for coming today, rubbed his face and said, “Many people online are looking for Yan Yan’s mother because of Yan Yan. The program team is also interested in contacting me, hoping to do a phone call segment like in the first season. But you already clarified everything during the call in the first season. If you do it again this time, they’ll definitely ask more in-depth questions related to the current live broadcast content. It’s a live broadcast now, we can’t prepare a script or rehearse beforehand. From Cheng Feiying’s perspective, I think you should decline for now and wait and see. From Yan Yan’s perspective, I think you should accept, of course, in your own name, as if I don’t exist. What do you think?”

Liu Qiongfang slowly rubbed the towel, after a long silence, she finally said, “Then let’s wait and see.”

Zhang Jin understood, he chuckled self-deprecatingly.

No wonder, no wonder there were so many people online looking for Yan Yan’s mother because of Yan Yan these past few days. Liu Qiongfang had clearly watched the live broadcast, but she didn’t seem to want to respond. He had deliberately not mentioned this to Bai Lei, wanting to see if Liu Qiongfang would respond, if there would be any new developments.

But after waiting and waiting, he was getting impatient, there was still no response from her side.

It turned out it wasn’t that she didn’t watch it, wasn’t that she didn’t know what to do, but that she didn’t want to fall out with them…

Zhang Jin came today with the intention of “defecting.”

Cheng Tingyan’s popularity online was already very high, much higher than during the first season.

Judging from their current father-daughter relationship, if the show continued to be live broadcasted, and they continued to interact like this, by the end of the show, Cheng Tingyan’s popularity would be many times higher than Cheng Feiying’s. And Cheng Feiying, most likely, would experience a decline in popularity due to his obvious favoritism on the show.

As an agent who wanted to earn money, live comfortably, and maybe even clear his conscience a bit, he actually wanted to make a new choice. He wasn’t a good person, but if he had the chance, he still wanted to be one.

But he didn’t expect that Liu Qiongfang would still be thinking this way.

It was understandable when they first divorced, but it had been years, what was she still thinking about?

Instead of clinging to an ex-husband whose heart already belonged to someone else, why not focus on her well-behaved, filial, and promising daughter!

If it was someone else, Zhang Jin might have tried to persuade them further.

But Liu Qiongfang…

Zhang Jin, recalling the years Liu Qiongfang spent by Cheng Feiying’s side, knew that she truly loved him. And now, if Liu Qiongfang still had the same feelings for Cheng Feiying, it would be very difficult to persuade her.

And “defecting” was like spilled water. With Liu Qiongfang’s mindset, Zhang Jin was truly afraid that she wouldn’t agree and would even immediately tell the Cheng family, then the water he spilled would truly drown his own path.

What a pity…

Zhang Jin left Liu Qiongfang’s house. After the door closed, he couldn’t help but look back.

Cheng Tingyan, what a pity…

Chapter 66p2

…

Because the viewers from Wei Maomao’s live stream had toured all the live streams with their emoticons earlier, the number of viewers in her live stream was unprecedentedly high now. But regardless of the number, Wei Maomao couldn’t see the laughter and sighs in the live broadcast room anymore.

Since it was live broadcast, everything had to be more logical.

Striking while the iron was hot, Wei Maomao left Wen Dongyu and the others and went to Cheng Tingyan and Wen Jiangyue, who were sitting under the shade of a tree.

Wei Maomao explained Shen Zilin’s words about the appearance fee and advertising revenue as simply as possible, then whispered to Cheng Tingyan, “My dad said all my money will be mine. Now I’ll have more money, if your dad is still mean to you, come to our house, I’ll give you all my money.”

“Maomao…” Cheng Tingyan was touched, but she knew very well that it was impossible for her to live at the little chubby bunny’s house.

“Yan Yan, what’s wrong with your dad?” Wen Jiangyue, listening with a confused expression, asked.

The reason Wei Maomao didn’t pull Cheng Tingyan aside to talk was partly because Wen Jiangyue was emotionally fragile after the setback she experienced this morning, she didn’t want Wen Jiangyue to feel excluded, and partly because… Wen Jiangyue hadn’t been in the room and hadn’t heard their conversation about the mushrooms last time, this was a good opportunity to live broadcast it again.

As Wei Maomao expected, Wen Jiangyue asked curiously.

And then…

The snitching expert went online.

Wei Maomao explained clearly and logically, listing examples one by one. After her speech, Wen Jiangyue let out a long sigh.

“Ah… Your dad…” Wen Jiangyue grabbed Cheng Tingyan’s hand, her face filled with concern. “How could he do this?”

Wei Maomao glanced at Wen Jiangyue’s hand, mmm… There was no need to grip it so tightly.

“That…” Wen Jiangyue hesitated, she had wanted to ask the day before yesterday at noon, but they weren’t very familiar then, she didn’t feel comfortable asking, but now it should be okay, right? “That… Maomao said she wanted to take care of Yan Yan last time. But we all have, mmm… the money the program team gave us for inviting us here, and the money from the ads, as Shen Zilin said, then doesn’t Yan Yan also have her own share? Why does Maomao have to take care of Yan Yan?”

The sensitive question arrived.

Wei Maomao glanced at Yan Yan, who was pursing her lips and remaining silent. It seemed it wasn’t the right time for her to openly discuss this topic.

But it didn’t matter, it was a live broadcast now.

Wei Maomao no longer had to worry about her words lacking impact or being too subtle, not being selected by the editors for the final cut.

“Yan Yan’s dad won’t give her the money. Whether she eats mushrooms or not, her dad doesn’t listen to her, money is more important than mushrooms, right? How could her dad listen to her and give her the money?” Wei Maomao explained as simply as possible, using sentences that fit her age.

Cheng Tingyan, pursing her lips, remained silent.

Wei Maomao felt this was good, she didn’t have to worry about the editing, Yan Yan just needed to stay silent, she didn’t have to say anything.

Wen Jiangyue thought about it and felt it made sense. “My dad also never said I would get paid for participating, I don’t think he’ll give it to me either. Adults are all like this, they think they’re amazing, and we don’t understand anything.”

“Understand what?” Wen Dongyu, leading the pig, approached.

Shen Zilin, taking three steps forward, then one step back, followed behind.

But this topic couldn’t continue without Shen Zilin.

As they gathered, Wen Jiangyue had only explained half of the situation when Wang Zhizhi also joined them.

And so, the viewers in the live broadcast room witnessed… the financial woes of the little babies.

“Honestly, before watching this show, I never thought children this young would need money.”

“They’re just a few years old, they only need a little pocket money. Actually, before elementary school, they don’t even need pocket money, children this young are always with their parents, their parents are their wallets.”

“Right, which child this young needs to worry about money? Let alone worry, they don’t even have the concept of needing money.”

“Actually, in real life, if children keep talking about money, it seems quite… materialistic? Like what adults say, ‘obsessed with money at such a young age’… But these babies, discussing money so seriously, it doesn’t seem materialistic, it just seems heartbreaking, sob, sob, sob!”

“That’s true. Other children, when they talk about money or ask for money, it’s just to buy snacks, drinks, or toys. These babies… They’re trying to survive!”

“Like CEO Mao said, if Wen Dongyu has money, he won’t have to borrow anymore. And if our CEO Mao has money, she can take care of Yan Yan (let me have this three-year-old dream). If Wang Zhizhi has money, he can survive even though all his parents’ love and money are given to his sibling. Truly… Little babies also need money. Sadly, except for Director Wei, the other dads probably won’t give them the money.”

“How should I put it, when there’s no love, money is security. Ah… Thinking this way, the little babies are so pitiful,呜呜呜!”

“So are there any legal experts here who can tell us if it’s legal for the dads not to give them the money? I mean, when they’re young, the dads are their guardians and can withhold the money. But when the babies grow up, can they legally claim this money from their parents?”

“Although I don’t know if they can in the future, Shen Zilin is truly amazing. As expected of someone from a CEO family, he actually managed to conclude, ‘We’re just unknown children, we can participate in this show because our dads are famous. So a portion of the money the program team gives us and the advertising revenue we earn belongs to our dads, it’s like a commission fee.’ How insightful! Ah, such a young child, to have such thoughts!”

“I’ve always felt that Shen Zilin is the baby, besides Yan Yan, who has the least emotional need for his father, so he’s sometimes very rational. Look at the other babies, their happiness, anger, and sadness are all related to their dads, but Yan Yan and Shen Zilin’s emotions have always been quite stable.”

“Is this what they call ‘no love, no hurt’? Tsk tsk.”

…

Shen Zilin didn’t know that the viewers in the live broadcast room were trying to see through his heart. At this moment, he was diligently explaining to the other babies why the money given to them wasn’t entirely theirs.

After mentioning the “commission fee” for their dads, the strongest reaction came from Wen Dongyu.

Before meeting up with Maomao and the others, Shen Zilin had chatted with Wen Dongyu for a bit, he knew that for Wen Dongyu, finally being able to have his own money to survive, without having to borrow, was a very important thing.

The amount of money was related to the length of time he could live with dignity, it was normal for Wen Dongyu to think that all the money the program team gave him was his.

But…

“Dongdong, of course you can think that all the money the program team gives you is yours.” Shen Zilin didn’t immediately refute Wen Dongyu’s idea, instead, he affirmed his thoughts first, offering some comfort, then said softly, “Why do you want your own money? It’s because you want to live independently, without having to borrow from your parents for everything, right? Think about it, you’re able to stand here and earn money because you’re borrowing your dad’s fame, right? Otherwise, you’re just an ordinary… um, cute but ordinary child on the street, why is it you earning this money, not the many other children on the street? Borrowing fame is also borrowing, right?”

Wei Maomao silently watched Shen Zilin’s performance, she was truly impressed.

This was a real six-year-old child, his logic and his way of persuading people were all so well-developed.

If he didn’t become rich in the future, who would?

Speaking of which, if they had a chance to cooperate in the future when they grew up, her rental properties would definitely increase, right? She would be able to lie down even flatter and become even more salty?

Just as Wei Maomao was distracted, imagining her future lazy life, Shen Zilin suddenly nudged her with his elbow.

“Am I right, Maomao?” Shen Zilin, meeting Wei Maomao’s confused gaze, added, “I said borrowing fame is also borrowing, right?”

“Right.” Wei Maomao nodded and looked at Wen Dongyu. “My dad said, don’t owe favors that can be repaid with money. Favors are harder to repay than money.”

“I didn’t say that…” Wei Chengli, passing by, squeezed into the group of babies and pinched the little chubby dumpling’s face. “I said, favors are more valuable than money, it’s better to owe money than to owe favors.”

“Uh…” Shen Zilin hesitated. “Is there a difference between what you said and what Maomao said?”

“Yes.” Wei Chengli placed the plate of grapes in his hand among the babies, pinched the little chubby dumpling’s face again, and scoffed. “The difference is, respect originality, reject plagiarism. After all… Thanks to my daughter, I think I can publish a book after this show.”

Wei Maomao: “… “

“Right, baby?” Wei Chengli rubbed the little chubby dumpling’s soft cheek.

“Daddy.” Wei Maomao grabbed Wei Chengli’s hand. “I don’t know what ‘publish a book’ means, do you know what ‘eating grapes without spitting out the skins’ means?”

Wei Chengli: ???

“Uncles, aunties, brothers, and sisters in the live broadcast room, my dad is going to perform ‘eating grapes without spitting out the skins’ for you, can you please click on some ads for me?” Wei Maomao picked up a grape and looked at her cameraman.

Wei Chengli: …

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T/N:

(Chī pútao bù tǔ pútao pí, bù chī pútao dào tǔ pútao pí.) Eating grapes without spitting out the skins is also a Tongue Twister

Chapter 66p1

Yes, a normal three-year-old baby couldn’t possibly understand [666], [520], and [1314].

So when the first emoticon comment [(づ￣3￣ )づ╭?～] appeared, it was followed by an era of emoticon dominance.

Happy and friendly emoticons flooded the screen, quickly taking over. The audience’s enthusiasm for interaction exceeded Wei Maomao’s expectations, she could barely see herself in the background through the gaps between the characters.

Although she was touched, what Wei Maomao wanted was more information!

No… perhaps she did gain some information. It seemed these viewers watching the live broadcast had a good impression of her? Although Wei Maomao didn’t care much about her image, if it was a live broadcast, having a good relationship with the audience would undoubtedly make things easier for her.

Seeing that her two live streams were already covered with various emoticons, thankfully, Liu Ming had introduced her to how to switch to other people’s live streams earlier, providing her with the possibility of obtaining more information from elsewhere.

And so, the viewers in Wei Maomao’s live stream saw the adorable little chubby bunny squatting on the ground, her chubby, white paws swiping quickly and nimbly on Liu Ming’s phone, randomly switching between different live streams and fixed camera positions. This made the viewers who wanted to catch a glimpse of CEO Mao anxious.

The viewers who were watching other guests’ live streams, unaware that Wei Maomao had a live stream phone, were chatting normally when suddenly, a wave of emoticons invaded, briefly taking over the screen, then the emoticon army abruptly left, leaving only a few stragglers to explain what had happened.

Wei Maomao tried to gather information about the current public opinion from other live streams, then switched to the next one when the emoticons caught up. But as she switched, Wei Maomao felt something was wrong, the emoticons were getting closer and closer, it felt like there were more and more people…

Of course there were more and more people, every time Wei Maomao visited a live stream, the emoticon army recruited new members, after a round, all the viewers knew they could interact.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

By the eighth or ninth minute, Wei Maomao could no longer find a live stream where people were still discussing other things, they were all filled with emoticon comments. But eight or nine minutes were enough for her to see quite a lot.

Just from the number of viewers displayed in the top right corner of the live streams, she could see many things.

The combined number of viewers in Cheng Feiying and Cheng Rongrong’s live streams wasn’t even a fraction of Cheng Tingyan’s…

Cheng Rongrong’s live stream was slightly better, while Cheng Feiying’s was quite dismal. The few comments that appeared were mostly expressing dissatisfaction towards him.

In contrast, Cheng Tingyan’s live stream was lively, with most of the comments praising her cuteness, and many even asking her to get a phone and interact with them directly. Mmm… As for those comments asking Cheng Tingyan to move closer to the bedsheet so they could take screenshots, Wei Maomao just pretended she didn’t see them.

It seemed Cheng Tingyan had a very good relationship with the audience, and the audience had also witnessed Cheng Feiying’s favoritism and unstable emotions.

Overall, the public opinion, which Wei Maomao was most concerned about, was much better than she had expected. As long as this continued, she believed that when Yan Yan left the Cheng family, most of the public would be on her side.

The situation in other live streams was as Wei Maomao had guessed. Because it was a live broadcast, the conflicts were clearly visible.

If in her previous life, Jin Youliang had maliciously edited and created problems for the sake of generating buzz, then in this life, the live broadcast was a magnifying glass, exposing the pre-existing problems in detail.

Wei Maomao didn’t know how to evaluate the current situation. But… She and Cheng Tingyan had definitely benefited from it.

It’s just…

Wei Maomao looked at the occasional words mixed in with the emoticons and numbers… [Chubby Bunny Cult], [CEO Mao], [Bunny Gate]… Ah, she felt like there was something strange mixed in with the audience’s enthusiastic love.

But now wasn’t the time to dwell on these things.

Seeing that the ten minutes were almost up, Wei Maomao switched back to her own live stream and, pretending to accidentally touch the screen, clicked on an ad.

Speaking of Liu Ming, while eating her lunch, she still remembered to ask a colleague for a phone so she could keep an eye on the time.

Although children couldn’t understand anything, there was no need to be so strict with the time limit. But they were on live broadcast after all, since they had said ten minutes, they had to stick to it.

Just as Liu Ming finished the last bite of her food, right on the 9 minute 30 second mark, thinking about taking a sip of water and wiping her mouth before asking for the phone back, a cheerful jingle played behind her, getting closer and closer as she chewed faster.

“Sister Mingming, it’s broken…”

The familiar soft, childish voice, with a hint of grievance, rang out behind Liu Ming, and a chubby, white hand reached out in front of her.

She craned her neck and swallowed.

Liu Ming felt like crying, she had only been doing this job for a few days, and she was already a pro at swallowing food whole.

“It’s not broken, it’s not broken, it’s okay.” Liu Ming put down her lunchbox, took the phone, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, turned around, and comforted the seemingly frightened little baby. “Look, this is an ad. When you watch TV, don’t they sometimes show these short clips? It’s not broken, you just accidentally clicked on the ad next to it, just wait for a bit, it’ll finish playing by itself, and it’ll go back to where you were watching before.”

“Oh, an ad.” Wei Maomao nodded, the nervousness on her face easing, then she tilted her head curiously. “Why are there ads in our live stream?”

“Because our live stream has viewers, placing ads where there are viewers, we can earn money.”

Wei Maomao was trying to lead Liu Ming into saying more about the ads when Shen Zilin’s voice suddenly appeared behind her, startling her.

She wasn’t the only one who was startled.

Shen Zilin watched as the little chubby girl, who was standing perfectly still, suddenly bounced like a ball, he also took a step back in fright.

They were both surprised, but Wei Maomao recovered first.

“Money…” Wei Maomao, following Shen Zilin’s words, turned around as she spoke, but the words she was about to say caught in her throat when she saw what Shen Zilin was holding in his hand.

“Yes, it’s called advertising revenue. Businesses place ads in our live stream, and when the viewers in our live stream click on the ads, the program team earns money. The program team will then share a portion of this money with us, it’s income in addition to our appearance fee for participating in the show.” Shen Zilin, to cover up his awkwardness from being scared by Wei Maomao earlier, quickly offered a professional explanation, then extended his right hand. “Maomao, eat.”

Liu Ming: “… “

“… I’m not eating.” Wei Maomao put her hands behind her back, refusing to take it, and changed the subject. “That… the ad I accidentally clicked on earlier, mmm… we’ll also get money, right?”

“Yes.” Shen Zilin nodded, but his right hand moved closer. “Maomao, eat, it’s very sweet.”

Shen Zilin also found it strange, Cheng Tingyan usually took good care of Maomao, even willing to dig for hours for her, why wasn’t she doing anything today? And Wen Dongyu too, he was always calling her “Boss,” why wasn’t he paying attention to Maomao now, just focusing on his own food?

Sigh, it seemed that this very young partner couldn’t manage without him.

Shen Zilin sighed inwardly, but his hand moved swiftly, bringing the watermelon directly to Wei Maomao’s mouth. “You love eating watermelon so much, why aren’t you eating? Okay, okay, I know you little girls are afraid of getting your hands dirty, I’ll hold it, you just eat.”

Wei Maomao: “… “

Liu Ming: “… “

Ah, although he was young, his words truly had the air of a domineering CEO.

Liu Ming quietly tiptoed away, retreating to the side. This conversation about appearance fees and advertising revenue was too sensitive, she had to get out of there.

She did retreat, but not far.

As soon as Liu Ming moved from in front of the camera to behind it, she saw…

“I don’t… Mmm…”

Liu Ming, watching as Wei Maomao, who was about to speak, was stuffed with a piece of watermelon by Shen Zilin, felt a headache coming on. Ah… He actually just…

As expected, don’t try to reason with a domineering CEO, because he will make you speechless.

Liu Ming regretted retreating too early. But she couldn’t tell Shen Zilin directly in front of the camera…

Honestly, after last night’s incident, Wei Maomao didn’t want to eat watermelon again until she was four years old.

But…

Mmm…

So sweet~~

Although this watermelon wasn’t as good as the half she had yesterday afternoon, it was… also very sweet~~

Her three-year-old taste buds surrendered.

Just as Wei Maomao, forced to hold the piece of watermelon in her mouth, decided to take a bite, Wen Dongyu’s large head appeared next to her.

“Boss can’t eat watermelon, she’ll wet the bed if she eats watermelon.” Wen Dongyu whispered to Shen Zilin, covering his mouth with his hand.

Shen Zilin: “… “

Wei Maomao could feel Shen Zilin’s shock. Not to mention his flushed face and wide eyes, even the piece of watermelon he was holding trembled, splashing watermelon juice all over her teeth.

“… “ Wei Maomao glanced at the microphone securely clipped to Wen Dongyu’s collar, then, with a blank expression, bit off the piece of watermelon.

“Boss, are you okay?” Wen Dongyu, looking at the watermelon missing its tip, asked worriedly.

“Heh…” Wei Maomao felt like she couldn’t stay here any longer, she turned and took two steps, then hesitated, turned back to look at Shen Zilin, and asked, “You said earlier that we get paid for participating in the show, and we also get a share of the advertising revenue, right?”

“Yes, yes, yes.” Shen Zilin was still stunned by Wen Dongyu’s earlier statement, he didn’t even think about why Wei Maomao was asking the same question again, just nodded instinctively.

Wei Maomao, repaying kindness with kindness, turned to Wen Dongyu and said, “You have your own money now, you can spend your own money, you don’t have to borrow from anyone.”

After saying that, Wei Maomao turned and left.

This was her last act of kindness!

The last one!

Unlike Wen Dongyu, who was still confused, the viewers in the live broadcast room instantly understood what Wei Maomao meant.

“CEO Mao is so kind, even at a time like this, she’s still thinking about comforting Wen Dongdong~~~ CEO Mao is truly the best little bunny in the world! No regrets joining the Bunny Gate!”

“Hahaha, the person above, you’re killing me, ‘at a time like this,’ what time, when her bed-wetting history was exposed? Wen Dongdong, seriously, he’s going to get beaten for this, hahaha!”

“When Shen Zilin said, ‘I know you little girls are afraid of getting your hands dirty, I’ll hold it, you just eat,’ he was truly domineering, hahaha, like those straight male CEOs on TV. But in the next second, he was embarrassed by Wen Dongdong’s words, his face turned red, he didn’t look like a CEO anymore, he looked dumbfounded, hahaha!”

“Sharing a funny story. When the dads arrived earlier and saw the cute bunny bedsheet drying, they asked Wei Chengli, but he stammered and didn’t answer. Just from that stammering, the dads figured it out. Then Wang Qingchuan casually tricked Wen Dongyu, and they all knew the culprit and the details. Only the babies were still in the dark. Earlier, when the program team brought out the watermelon, no one mentioned getting CEO Mao to eat it. Only Shen Zilin, hahaha, he looked left and right, especially at Yan Yan and Dongdong, and probably seeing that they weren’t making a move, took the watermelon and ran over.”

“Hahaha, he initially wanted to build a relationship with his future partner, now they might have become enemies.”

“Yueyue also wanted to take the watermelon to CEO Mao, but Yan Yan stopped her. Yan Yan probably didn’t expect Shen Zilin to be so friendly and quick, hahaha, she didn’t even have time to react…”

“It would have been fine if it was a few days later, but it was just… CEO Mao probably has a watermelon phobia now, poor thing.”

“It’s a pity CEO Mao is only three years old and can’t read, otherwise, we could have comforted her… It’s okay, our memories only last for a few decades, after a few decades, we’ll forget about this, really, don’t worry too much.”

“Hahaha, the person above, don’t be so mean. And the internet’s memory lasts longer than a few decades.”

“Speaking of, I tried to comfort her with emoticons earlier, I hope CEO Mao can read my mind, sob, sob, sob~~~”

“Poor Yan Yan, she looks so guilty now, CEO Mao approached her, but she didn’t even dare to look at her, hahaha, is she thinking about that half watermelon from yesterday again?”

“Of course, our CEO Mao still has watermelon juice on her chin, if it was usual, Yan Yan’s little handkerchief would have already appeared.”

“Why is Yan Yan feeling guilty! Just like Director Wei said, CEO Mao only has eyes for you, a little bed-wetting, she wouldn’t mind!”

“??? That… isn’t exactly ‘a little’…”

“It truly is ‘a little’! Our CEO Mao doesn’t care at all, she’s saying, she’s saying that with the advertising revenue, she can take better care of Yan Yan! Our CEO Mao truly! I’m going to cry!”

Chapter 65 p2

Wen Qiming was always so demanding, thinking that making a few mistakes in reciting “Pipa Xing” was useless. Wei Maomao didn’t believe that all the viewers outside were also so demanding. As a normal human being, she felt that Wen Jiangyue, although not a genius, was definitely a top student among children her age.

All she had to do was find an excuse to have Wen Jiangyue teach her to recite poems a few times, then praise Wen Jiangyue profusely each time.

Live broadcast, she was the traffic, she was the troll army, let her brainwash everyone and reinforce Wen Jiangyue’s excellence.

Thinking this way, live broadcast was truly amazing.

For the same incident, she no longer had to worry about the editors not including it in the final cut, and repeat it many, many times.

Issues could be addressed immediately, every emotion she evoked wasn’t wasted.

It’s just…

Wei Maomao looked at Cheng Rongrong at the same table, then at Cheng Feiying at the table in front of her.

They must have known it was a live broadcast, right?

Behind her back, wouldn’t they be trying to smear Yan Yan?

New worries emerged, Wei Maomao absentmindedly took a bite of her food, her fist clenching around her bowl, when suddenly, a coolness pressed down on it.

“Maomao! Spit it out! Spit it out!” Cheng Tingyan, sitting to her left, said urgently.

Wei Maomao: ???

“The food in your mouth, spit it out!” Cheng Tingyan’s tone was firm and anxious.

Wei Maomao instinctively spat out the food in her mouth onto the table, then…

“Ugh, ugh, ugh…” Wei Maomao, looking at the piece of ginger in the mouthful of food, finally felt the spiciness in her mouth.

“Baby, drink quickly…” Wei Chengli, sitting to her right, promptly handed her a glass of water. “Why are you always spacing out while eating?”

Wei Maomao obediently took two big gulps of water, alright, she had indeed been lost in thought about the live broadcast.

“I’m okay.” After finishing the water, Wei Maomao immediately squeezed Cheng Tingyan’s cool fingertips, but when she turned to look at her, she saw Cheng Tingyan looking incredibly troubled.

Just as Wei Maomao was about to ask what was wrong, a large piece of rib was placed in her bowl by Wei Chengli.

“Baby, eat quickly.” After saying that, Wei Chengli quickly gave Cheng Tingyan a piece as well. “Yan Yan, you eat too, eat more, it’ll get cold soon. Do you want more eggs? Eggs are good for…”

Why was he being so talkative to Cheng Tingyan?

Wei Maomao, seeing Cheng Tingyan’s increasingly troubled expression, became suspicious. She didn’t ask, but abruptly turned her head, just in time to see Wei Chengli winking at Cheng Tingyan.

“Ginger. Did I pick it myself, or did you pick it for me?” Wei Maomao narrowed her eyes.

“Cough… Well… You were spacing out, not picking any food, just eating plain rice, I called you, but you ignored me…” Wei Chengli started explaining.

“Who picked it?” Wei Maomao interrupted.

“… “ Wei Chengli said weakly, “I… But I just wanted to see if you were really spacing out, I was just teasing you, I didn’t expect you to actually eat it, it’s just that Yan Yan wasn’t fast enough to stop you.” Speaking of which, Yan Yan deserved the little chubby dumpling’s favor, what kind of attention was this, she reacted even faster than him, the one who was teasing her.

Wei Maomao was speechless.

This was a live broadcast, Wei Chengli knew it was a live broadcast, how could he be so shameless in taking advantage of her?

Had she actually mistaken him for being thin-skinned? She was truly blind.

Considering they were live broadcasting, Wei Maomao swallowed her anger.

Forget it, forget it, she would be a rich landlady collecting rent with a QR code in the future, but Wei Chengli still had to work in the industry, she would endure…

Wei Maomao was being magnanimous.

But Wei Chengli didn’t notice at all.

He felt something was wrong.

Earlier, when he went to call the babies for lunch, for a moment, he clearly felt the little chubby dumpling’s anger towards him. But he asked carefully, only to be met with a retreating back.

It was even stranger at the table. There were several good dishes today, but the little chubby dumpling only ate the plain rice in her bowl, looking around, spacing out, he didn’t know what she was thinking, she even ignored him when he called her.

Wei Chengli observed for a while and noticed that Cheng Tingyan, sitting on the other side of the little chubby dumpling, also seemed to have noticed her strange behavior. But Cheng Tingyan didn’t say anything, she just silently started putting food in the little chubby dumpling’s bowl.

Eggs, cucumbers, potatoes… peeled shrimp, deboned ribs…

Wei Chengli even felt a bit embarrassed, but the little chubby dumpling seemed oblivious, just shoveling whatever was in her bowl into her mouth, not even caring what it was. He… was just a little, just a tiny bit curious.

Was this little one truly indiscriminate, not caring about what she was eating?

So, he… couldn’t help but test it.

But the experiment proved that the little chubby dumpling was indeed spacing out, so much so that she didn’t even know what she was eating.

But…

“Maomao, are you okay? I just gave you a piece of ginger, aren’t you angry?” Wei Chengli asked cautiously.

Honestly, the little chubby dumpling was acting so strangely, if it was usual, she would have at least stepped on him a couple of times, right?

Wei Maomao glanced at him, she could guess what Wei Chengli was curious about.

“We’re live broadcasting, set a good example for the other dads.” Wei Maomao didn’t beat around the bush, she stated it directly.

“I was just teasing you, how is that not setting a good example?” Wei Chengli said with a smile. “What’s wrong? You’re not angry, are you trying to set a good example for the other babies? How come after a nap this morning, you suddenly want to be a good baby? Does that mean you won’t get angry anymore when Daddy teases you? Like this~~”

Wei Chengli, completely oblivious to the live broadcast revelation that had happened in the room, as he spoke, even gently tickled the little chubby dumpling’s armpit with his finger.

Wei Maomao stared at Wei Chengli with wide eyes, what in the world was he talking about?

“This, you lied to me, you didn’t sign a contract saying we have to go home if I don’t eat properly. This, you didn’t tell me we’re live broadcasting. This, yesterday’s fish soup. This, here’s yours back.” Wei Maomao, with a cold expression, picked up four pieces of ginger from the plates of braised ribs and stir-fried shrimp and placed them in Wei Chengli’s bowl. She said seriously, “I’m not a good baby, I’m angry.”

“No… Wait…” Wei Chengli was stunned from the second sentence. “I didn’t tell you we’re live broadcasting?”

Wei Maomao picked up a fifth piece of ginger from the duck and potato dish with precision and dropped it into his bowl with an indifferent expression. “No.”

Wei Chengli: “… “

Life, for Wei Chengli, had entered hard mode. Five pieces of ginger didn’t win back the little chubby dumpling’s love. He started missing the little chubby dumpling who just spaced out…

And for Wei Maomao, a new world had opened up.

Because they were filming in the village, the staff’s meals were provided by the village committee these past few days.

Every day, it was delicious, hot, home-cooked food. Today’s lunch was braised chicken, eggplant with garlic sauce, stir-fried winter melon with dried shrimp, and sausage and corn rice. It was flavorful and satisfying. Liu Ming, who had missed breakfast, devoured half a lunchbox, instantly feeling energized, she felt like the cold she had a premonition of earlier would never come.

Just as she was about to finish the other half, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why had it suddenly become so quiet?

Liu Ming, squatting on the ground and enjoying her meal, looked up and saw that her colleagues, who had been squatting and eating with her earlier, were all gone.

They had come to get their food after her, how could they eat so fast…

“Sister Mingming.”

The sweet, childish voice, along with the gentle tug on her sleeve, made Liu Ming crane her neck, swallow the last bite of food in her mouth, and then stiffly turn her head towards the source of the tug.

“Maomao…” Liu Ming forced a friendly smile. “What’s wrong?”

What was going on? Didn’t they just finish lunch? The dads and babies were all still here, a whole courtyard full of guests… Why wasn’t she asking them, why was she asking her to appear on camera, baby!

“Sister Mingming, I’ve never been on a live broadcast before, can I see what it looks like? What do we look like on the live broadcast?” Wei Maomao glanced at the half-eaten lunchbox in Liu Ming’s hand. She felt a bit bad… She hadn’t noticed and interrupted her meal because she could only see her back earlier.

“Ah… Well… According to the rules…” Liu Ming knew that the guests’ phones had been confiscated, even the segment where they called their families at night in previous seasons was canceled, it was definitely to prevent them from being exposed to outside voices, afraid it would affect the filming. They definitely couldn’t show them the live broadcast.

Wei Maomao sensed Liu Ming’s hesitation, she didn’t speak, just moved a bit closer, and gently tugged on her sleeve with a pitiful expression.

The tiny, soft, and sweet dumpling, so close, so pitiful and adorable… Liu Ming’s heart melted.

“Okay, I’ll go ask, wait here.” Liu Ming placed her lunchbox on the ground, the little baby was truly adorable, and she still felt guilty about the unwashed bedsheet incident.

But Liu Ming didn’t expect that as soon as she put down her lunchbox and before she could even call Director Zeng, a pair of chubby, white paws picked up the lunchbox from the ground.

“The ground is dirty, I’ll hold it for you, Sister Mingming.” Wei Maomao held the lunchbox steadily. Mmm… This lunchbox smelled good.

Liu Ming clutched her chest, ah… Why was this little baby so adorable!

She hadn’t even found a husband yet, but she already had a name picked out for her daughter.

Liu Ming walked away from the camera, looking back every few steps. When she found a secluded spot, before she could even dial Zeng Huanian’s number, Shi Dingshan’s call came in.

“It’s okay, let her watch for a while, five or six minutes, ten minutes is fine. After all, she’s only three years old, she can’t read. Mmm… You can mention this when you show her.” Shi Dingshan, while talking on his phone, was scrolling through Wei Maomao’s live stream on Zeng Huanian’s phone, seeing comments like [Show CEO Mao the live stream!], [CEO Mao, look at me!], [If you don’t show CEO Mao, I’m going to riot!]… He chuckled helplessly.

Liu Ming, relieved to have received permission from the director, was glad he agreed. It would have been difficult for her to refuse the adorable and well-behaved Maomao.

“Maomao, because you’re a three-year-old baby and can’t read yet, you can watch for ten minutes.” Liu Ming returned to Wei Maomao, squatted down, adjusted the phone screen to the live stream, and patiently taught her how to switch between different live streams. “Look, click here to see what the two cameramen filming you are capturing. And these are the live streams of the other babies and dads, this page and the next page show what the fixed cameras in the village are capturing.”

Wei Maomao nodded, indicating she understood, then exchanged the lunchbox in her hand for Liu Ming’s phone.

“Sister Mingming, eat quickly.” Wei Maomao, seeing that Liu Ming wasn’t eating, urged her. “It’ll get cold.”

Liu Ming: “… “ Ah, she had to choose between her image on the live broadcast and the little baby’s concern.

The weak-willed Liu Ming chose the latter.

Mmm, free-range chicken was truly delicious.

Wei Maomao, seeing Liu Ming’s attention return to her lunchbox, discreetly took a step back and started scrolling through the phone.

Now that she knew it was a live broadcast, Wei Maomao was quite curious about the current public opinion. So she gambled on Shi Dingshan’s conscience, thankfully… it was worth ten minutes.

But the problem now was…

Wei Maomao, looking at the comments in her live stream, rows of [666], [520], [1314]… fell silent.

Although she had shown that she knew some numbers in previous tasks, it was quite clever of these comments to use numbers instead of words to interact with her.

But how could a normal three-year-old baby possibly understand the meaning of these numbers!

***

T/N:

• [666]: This is an expression of admiration, approval, or praise. It’s similar to saying “awesome” or “great job”.
• [520]: This is a way of saying “I love you”. The numbers 5, 2, and 0 are pronounced “wǔ, èr, líng” in Mandarin, which sounds similar to the phrase “wǒ ài nǐ”, meaning “I love you”.
• [1314]: This is a way of saying “forever” or “eternally”. The numbers 1, 3, and 14 are pronounced “yī, sān, yī sì” in Mandarin, which sounds similar to the phrase “yī shēng yī shì”, meaning “one life, one world” or “forever”.

Chapter 65 p1

Although Wei Maomao had already embarrassed herself in front of the person she wanted to maintain her dignity in front of the most, it didn’t mean she could completely let loose in front of everyone else in this world.

The deception and concealment made Wei Maomao’s anger flare.

But her anger was fleeting, her rationality gradually returned.

Admittedly, the downsides of live broadcasting were obvious… The bed-wetting incident, and the clear “map” left behind, were already facts that couldn’t be hidden through editing. She could imagine many viewers laughing about it right now.

But, setting aside her adult and slightly fragile sense of shame, all the audience saw was a three-year-old child’s nighttime mishap. Having lived a tiring life in her previous life, Wei Maomao was determined to be a happy, carefree person in this life. She didn’t want to enter the entertainment industry, she didn’t even have any ambition for a bright future. The future her would be an ordinary person among the masses. Years later, who would be able to connect this three-year-old who wet the bed on a live broadcast variety show to her?

Thinking this way, her anger gradually dissipated.

After all, the downside of live broadcasting was just this one incident. But the benefits were overwhelming.

In her previous life, the third season of “Where’s Baby Going” was a normal, pre-recorded show. Jin Youliang’s team’s malicious editing, along with the trolls, media, and who knew whether they were hired by the program team or the Cheng family, successfully portrayed Cheng Tingyan as an arrogant, indifferent, and extremely jealous person. In contrast, Cheng Feiying was depicted as a loving father, and Cheng Rongrong as a clever, adorable, and popular little sister.

In this life, from the first day of filming, Wei Maomao had been working hard, trying to catch every flaw in Cheng Feiying and Cheng Rongrong, trying to derail their plans and expose their hypocrisy. Sometimes, she even had to magnify small issues, prolong the duration, and make the conflicts more obvious.

Wei Maomao worked so hard, put in so much effort.

Making the incidents clear and increasing their frequency.

For what?

It was so that after filming was completed, during the editing process, some of these incidents would be deemed important by the editors, included in the final cut, and broadcast to the audience, generating positive public feedback. When the Cheng family tried to buy trolls and media again, there would be other voices speaking out for justice.

These past few days, Wei Maomao had worked hard and seemed to have succeeded in some incidents. But she was also constantly worried, worried that those incidents wouldn’t meet the editors’ selection criteria, worried that the quality and quantity weren’t enough, worried that they wouldn’t generate enough screen time in the final cut, worried that Cheng Tingyan wouldn’t receive enough support.

But now, it wasn’t pre-recorded, it was live broadcast, most of Wei Maomao’s worries were instantly resolved.

So, the audience had already seen it.

They saw how Cheng Feiying was being inconsiderate at the beginning, how he didn’t care about his daughter’s preferences, repeatedly cooking mushrooms that Cheng Tingyan didn’t like into the dishes, they saw…

They wouldn’t miss a single thing, it was truly… great.

Wei Maomao, thinking about how Cheng Feiying’s loving father persona had crumbled multiple times these past few days, felt a sense of satisfaction. Looking at the two tables of people in the courtyard, eating next to her bedsheet, she didn’t feel as uncomfortable anymore.

Forget it, it had already been broadcasted and seen by everyone, so be it if these people saw it up close.

But they could at least stop smiling at her meaningfully.

Wei Maomao met the amused gazes of Wen Qiming and Shen Jianghe at the table next to her and quickly turned her head away.

Wen Qiming, seeing the little chubby girl turn away with a haughty expression, rubbed his nose awkwardly.

“The little girl is embarrassed and angry, hahaha, she’ll forget about it after a couple of days.” Shen Jianghe, also being ignored, raised his glass and clinked it with Wen Qiming, chuckling.

Wen Qiming chuckled along, but inwardly, he sighed.

Wei Maomao was fine, but his own daughter was truly stubborn. She had been lectured by him this morning and refused to come home for lunch. If Wen Jiangyue had just come to freeload at the Wei family’s house, it would have been fine… But after the program team mentioned that she had cried, all the children, oh… except for Cheng Rongrong, all the children came to the Wei family’s house and refused to go home.

Originally, each family was supposed to have their own lunch. But with all the children gone, Wei Chengli didn’t have enough food, while the other families had food but no one to eat it. So the program team discussed it with the other dads and decided to have a potluck at the Wei family’s house.

The cause of all this trouble was Wen Jiangyue crying and running here.

Now the children were sitting at one table with Wei Chengli, while the other dads were sitting at this table.

Wen Qiming, facing the other dads who had brought pots and bowls here, felt guilty and apologetic, he had no appetite at all.

He wasn’t the only one who had no appetite.

At least Wen Xiang, who hadn’t had a proper meal with his son for two days, and Cheng Feiying, who was forced to participate in this potluck at the Wei family’s house, could also be counted.

The children’s table was fine, everyone was eating heartily.

Even Cheng Rongrong, on the surface, seemed to be enjoying her meal, it’s just…

Cheng Rongrong felt that Wei Maomao was acting strangely today, especially when she looked at her, there seemed to be a strange… happiness? What was there to be happy about, were they close? Tsk… She was looking again, with that same look, it was giving her goosebumps.

Wei Maomao’s mood was indeed improving. Once she figured it out, the live broadcast bed-wetting incident was just a minor episode in her three-year-old life, and the live broadcast of the entire show would greatly increase the success rate of her plan, what reason did she have to be unhappy?

Live broadcast was a good thing.

Take the situation right now, for example.

For the morning’s memorization task, Wei Maomao wasn’t sure if Cheng Rongrong was truly that smart, or if she had received leaked information as some people had speculated in her previous life. But how Cheng Rongrong performed wasn’t the most important thing. The key in this matter had always been Wen Jiangyue’s feelings.

In her previous life, the memorization activity was held much later in the show. From the moment Wen Jiangyue lost to Cheng Rongrong in memorization and was lectured by Wen Qiming, until the end of the show, Wen Jiangyue’s mood had been low. She had gone from being shy and timid but still somewhat happy in the earlier stages to becoming very introverted and even less talkative. In the later stages, besides doing tasks, whenever Wen Jiangyue was captured on camera, she was mostly seen quietly reading.

Combining the situations from both lifetimes, Wei Maomao felt that Wen Jiangyue must have been heartbroken by Wen Qiming in her previous life. But in her previous life, in the later stages, everyone except Cheng Tingyan revolved around Cheng Rongrong, and Wen Jiangyue was also closer to Cheng Rongrong, she barely interacted with Cheng Tingyan. So after losing to Cheng Rongrong in memorization and being lectured by her father, Wen Jiangyue was in… an awkward situation where she had no other friends to confide in. Her heart became introverted, closed off, and she sought refuge in books, but she wasn’t happy.

But now…

Wei Maomao tilted her head and looked at Wen Jiangyue.

Although her eyes were still red, she seemed less sad when she was taking big bites of the ribs.

Wei Maomao then looked at Wen Jiangyue’s bowl, piled high with eggs, potatoes, duck meat… those were all from other babies’ comforting offerings. It seemed that although she didn’t have a chance to change what happened during the memorization task, Wen Jiangyue’s feelings were indeed different from her previous life.

Then all that was left was to prevent the Cheng family from using Wen Jiangyue’s diligence to build up Cheng Rongrong’s genius persona.

If it was pre-recorded, it would be a bit troublesome.

But now it was live broadcast.

Chapter 64

Being a dad wasn’t easy.

At the dining table, under the little chubby dumpling’s intense gaze, Wei Chengli was forced to take the blame for the diuretic effect of the fish soup.

After leaving the table, he also had to collect the bedsheets and blankets drying outside and wash them again.

Otherwise, the “map” would still be a “map” after drying…

Actually, when Wei Chengli woke up this morning and saw the bedsheet with the “map” swaying in the wind, his first reaction was that the little chubby dumpling had wet the bed, and probably rinsed it quickly and hung it up in the middle of the night. But before he could even collect the dirty bedding, Cheng Tingyan came out and confessed.

This… Wei Chengli felt a bit embarrassed to intervene. Although he still believed there was a seventy to eighty percent chance it was the little chubby dumpling’s doing, but what if… what if it was really Yan Yan, and he took it down and washed it right there, how could the little girl save face?

So he procrastinated, until the little chubby dumpling woke up.

Now that the “artist” was confirmed, Wei Chengli had no qualms about cleaning up.

Because he felt embarrassed about washing these things in the washing machine of the house they were staying in, Wei Chengli hand-washed them.

Sigh, little babies were just little babies, in crucial moments, they still had to rely on him, their dad!

His two cameramen, closest to Wei Chengli, were speechless.

How could washing bedsheets and blankets give him a sense of pride as if he was fulfilling an important mission? What was the point of being a diligent, good dad at this time! If only he hadn’t added water to the dish soap yesterday!

Speaking of which, this brought them back to Liu Ming.

Last night, afraid of disturbing the people inside the house, she had washed the bedding in the courtyard in the dark, relying only on the moonlight. To clean them thoroughly, she even washed them several times.

The night wind in the village was quite strong, she had been working with cold water in the courtyard. When she woke up this morning, she felt a bit like she was catching a cold. She asked someone to cover her shift for two hours in the group chat, took some cold medicine, and went back to sleep.

To her surprise, when she woke up again, she didn’t have a cold, but the messages in the group chat made her jump out of bed.

Thanks to the information flow in the staff group chat, Liu Ming, sitting on her bed, saw the photos of her failed product, learned the reason for the failure, and even witnessed the photos of Wei Chengli diligently rewashing the bedding with pride.

She was so angry!

If she didn’t know that Wei Chengli couldn’t predict the future, she would have shouted, “Why did you do this to me!”

Scrolling further down, Liu Ming saw the other staff members comforting her, saying that when Wei Maomao got a bit older, she would understand that the clearly visible “map” on display was due to the water someone had added to the dish soap.

Honestly, Liu Ming wasn’t comforted at all.

Thinking about how cautious and careful Yan Yan had been last night, Liu Ming felt she should have done better.

Although there was a fixed camera in the courtyard at night, it was dark and blurry, even if some viewers saw it and guessed, it shouldn’t have been so clearly visible in the morning…

If only she hadn’t taken those two hours off this morning, if she had gone and checked earlier, she could have salvaged the situation…

Liu Ming, filled with regret, fell back onto her bed.

And Wei Chengli, after working hard for a while, looked at the clean bedsheets and blankets hanging up to dry again, a sense of relief washing over him.

In the monitoring room, Shi Dingshan chuckled and shook his head, he was truly worried for Wei Chengli.

But at this moment, Shi Dingshan didn’t expect that the object of his worry would soon shift from Wei Chengli to himself.

Perhaps because of yesterday’s fish (watermelon) soup, Wei Maomao had been going to the bathroom several times after waking up, her stomach feeling a bit off. Thankfully, the program team’s doctor came and checked, saying it wasn’t serious, and prescribed a small dose of montmorillonite powder for children. To be safe, the program team asked Wei Maomao to skip the morning’s baby activities and stay home, ready for any bathroom emergencies.

Wei Maomao wasn’t very comfortable leaving Cheng Tingyan alone, but… this three-year-old body, its self-control truly wasn’t very strong, this point had been proven once again last night. Before the montmorillonite powder took effect, she didn’t dare to stray too far from the bathroom… Some scenes were too beautiful, she didn’t even dare to imagine them.

After confirming that the morning’s activity was just the babies gathering together to read, write, and play games, Wei Maomao still sent them off.

To take care of the little chubby dumpling, Wei Chengli also skipped the dads’ task this morning, staying home to rewash the bedding. After washing them, looking at the clean, beautiful bedding hanging on the clothesline, he was about to go and get the little chubby dumpling to show her, but when he went inside, he saw a chubby dumpling sleeping soundly, sprawled out on the bed.

Perhaps because she had gone through too much the previous night, Wei Maomao slept for quite a long time.

She slept so well that she didn’t even wake up naturally. In the end, she was woken up by soft sobs.

Opening her eyes, still drowsy, Wei Maomao saw Cheng Tingyan and Wen Jiangyue sitting side by side on the edge of the bed across from her, instantly jolting her awake.

Wei Maomao, without even asking why Wen Jiangyue was crying, immediately sat up and carefully checked herself and the bed.

Mmm… Everything was normal… Wei Maomao breathed a sigh of relief, plopped back onto the bed, then looked up and met Cheng Tingyan’s amused gaze.

Wei Maomao: “… “

Cheng Tingyan turned her head away, trying to forget the adorable scene she had just witnessed, the little chubby bunny rolling around on the bed, even tripping over her own chubby feet.

After a moment, Cheng Tingyan felt she had regained her composure, unaware that her eyes and brows were still filled with a gentle smile.

“Maomao… Hic… What are you looking for… Hic…?” Wen Jiangyue, who had also witnessed the silent comedy of the chubby bunny rolling on the bed, momentarily forgot to cry, but her sobs were still uncontrollable.

“Nothing. You…” Wei Maomao was about to ask what was going on when a soft knock on the door interrupted her.

“Yan Yan, it’s time for lunch, is Boss awake?”

Wen Dongyu’s soft voice came from outside.

Cheng Tingyan looked at Wei Maomao.

“She’s awake, we’re coming.” Wei Maomao answered casually, then looked at Wen Jiangyue, who was still wiping her tears. “What’s wrong?”

Wen Jiangyue shook her head, pursing her lips, refusing to answer.

Wei Maomao looked at Cheng Tingyan, who glanced at Wen Jiangyue with a troubled expression.

Understood, she wanted to say it, but the person involved wouldn’t allow it, so she couldn’t say it either.

Wei Maomao didn’t ask further, she got out of bed and opened the door.

In the next second, four heads peeked in from the doorway, forming a line.

Okay, she had wanted to find a chatterbox, now she had four.

Oh, three, Wei Maomao excluded the pig’s head at the bottom.

With so many people around, before Wei Maomao could even ask, they filled her in on the morning she had missed, all talking at once. Wei Maomao couldn’t believe that the morning activity, which the program team had casually described as reading, writing, and playing games, was actually…

Wei Maomao’s surprise, seen by the viewers in the live broadcast room, made them feel incredibly grateful.

“Thankfully, CEO Mao didn’t go because of her upset stomach this morning, otherwise, how could a three-year-old CEO Mao possibly memorize such a long piece like ‘Pipa Xing’(poem)…”

“It’s truly too difficult for our CEO Mao, actually, it’s too difficult for the other babies too, I remember this was a requirement for junior high or high school, right?”

“But isn’t it said that children have the best memory? No matter how difficult it is, Cheng Rongrong still managed to memorize it.”

“Honestly, I don’t believe that a three-and-a-half-year-old child can memorize 871 words of ‘Pipa Xing’ after only one morning of teaching. She must have memorized it before, or maybe it was leaked.”

“??? Is it that difficult to acknowledge someone else’s excellence? It was clearly Wang Zhizhi who won rock-paper-scissors and randomly chose from several teaching envelopes. Wang Zhizhi and Cheng Rongrong don’t get along, everyone watching the live stream knows that, right? How could Wang Zhizhi possibly help her cheat?”

“My friend, be more open-minded, there’s also a possibility that Cheng Rongrong has memorized everything in those envelopes. Or in other words, maybe every envelope contains ‘Pipa Xing’.”

“Hahaha, the logic of the person above is impressive. But I don’t think it’s very likely, after all, today’s ‘Apprenticeship in Ancient Literature’ segment was hosted by Wen Qiming. He wouldn’t possibly cooperate with the program team to help Cheng Rongrong and not give Wen Jiangyue any hints beforehand, right?”

“Speaking of Wen Jiangyue, she’s truly pitiful, she only got two or three words wrong, she practically memorized the whole thing. Honestly, she’s better than me, with my brain now, I might not even be able to memorize such a long piece in one morning. Wen Qiming even scolded her, saying she wasn’t as good as the little sister, he’s truly too strict…”

“It seems Wen Qiming is very strict with education, it seems Wen Jiangyue could already recite many ancient poems when she was two or three years old, he mentioned it himself when he was hosting a variety show. Now that he’s discovered his five-and-a-half-year-old daughter isn’t as good as a three-and-a-half-year-old, he probably can’t handle the blow.”

“Wen Jiangyue truly… Her own dad, praising another child in front of everyone and scolding her, who can stand this comparison? His daughter was crying, and Wen Qiming kept going on and on. At that time, I really… wanted to cover his mouth!”

“Me too! I even wanted to hit him! Sigh, I missed CEO Mao so much at that moment. The other babies, truly, are too obedient, they don’t dare to challenge adult authority. If CEO Mao was there, she wouldn’t let Wen Qiming keep rambling, she would have shut him down with ‘My dad said’ in a second!”

…

It had to be said, the viewers in the live broadcast room, sometimes, their imagination went in the right direction.

Wei Maomao had indeed prepared a “My dad said” for this situation…

But she didn’t expect that the ancient literature activity, which was done much later in the show in her previous life, would be moved to so early this time. And it just so happened to be scheduled for the half day she was absent due to her upset stomach.

This was truly…

Wei Maomao looked at Wen Jiangyue, who had stopped crying but was still hiccupping with her head down, and sighed tiredly.

In her previous life, it was during a similar ancient poetry activity that Cheng Rongrong easily defeated the diligent Wen Jiangyue in memorization, earning Wen Qiming’s favor and praise. And Wen Jiangyue, well, she was lectured by her dad, who told her to learn from her sister. If it had ended there, it would have been just an ordinary memorization competition disguised as an ancient literature activity. How fast someone could memorize a poem didn’t really mean anything.

But after that episode aired, the internet was filled with comments about genius triumphing over mediocrity. The re-edited videos all showed Cheng Rongrong casually flipping through ancient texts, while Wen Jiangyue meticulously memorized each line… Then they concluded that even though Wen Jiangyue had put in a lot of effort, working herself to the bone and earning a reputation for her talent, she couldn’t compare to the truly gifted Cheng Rongrong. Didn’t even Wen Jiangyue’s dad, Wen Qiming, think Cheng Rongrong was stronger and more talented!

In her previous life, Wei Maomao couldn’t understand it either. How could memorizing a poem lead to those people online analyzing so much, as if they had dissected their brains?

But whether it was intentional design or paid trolls, in her previous life, Cheng Rongrong had indeed used a poem to step on Wen Jiangyue’s hard work and establish her image as a genius who could learn anything effortlessly. And later… W en Qiming, who used to mention his daughter’s learning anecdotes when hosting variety shows, never mentioned Wen Jiangyue again.

This time, Wei Maomao had planned to check if the poem selection was fair if such an activity happened again, or at least try to change Wen Qiming’s attitude.

But…

Sigh, this useless three-year-old body.

Wei Maomao, looking at Wen Jiangyue, who was hiccupping uncomfortably, suddenly ran towards her and shouted, “Ha!”

The little chubby girl, like a cannonball, rushed towards her, her chubby face almost bumping into hers, the loud sound coming from her small mouth, her eardrums vibrating, Wen Jiangyue clutched the clothes on her chest, her eyes wide with shock.

The others in the room were also startled, even the pig let out a soft fart in fright.

After observing for a few seconds, Wei Maomao tilted her head. “No more hiccups, right?”

Wen Jiangyue, hearing this, slowly relaxed and shook her head.

She was scared to death, she thought something had happened to the little chubby girl.

“Boss, can you warn me before you scare me next time?” Wen Dongyu patted his chest. “You almost made me hiccup.”

“Hiccup? Want me to scare you again?” Wang Zhizhi narrowed his eyes.

Wen Dongyu waved his hands repeatedly.

“That’s what happened during the morning’s task, in the end, Cheng Rongrong got the calligraphy set as a reward.” Shen Zilin summarized, then turned to Wen Jiangyue. “Don’t be sad, you only missed two or three words. I missed half of it. It’s just a calligraphy set, I’ll buy you ten when we go out.”

“I’m not…” Wen Jiangyue blushed slightly and mumbled.

“She’s not sad about the calligraphy set.” Wei Maomao climbed onto the bed and sat next to Cheng Tingyan. “She’s sad because her dad praised someone else and scolded her.”

Cheng Tingyan secretly stroked the little chubby bunny’s soft fur.

“He didn’t scold me…” Wen Jiangyue corrected softly. “He was just a bit fierce. Dad… he also wants me to be as good as him, that’s why…”

As she spoke, Wen Jiangyue’s eyes reddened again.

“Scolding and being fierce are about the same.” Wei Maomao waved her hand dismissively. “Sister Wen, you’re very good, I think your dad definitely didn’t know as many books as you do when he was five and a half. He’s so good now because he’s lived for a long time, when you live that long, you’ll definitely be better than him now.”

Wen Jiangyue was a bit dumbfounded. “Can you even calculate it like that?”

“Of course, we little babies have to grow up slowly. Dad can lift a bucket now, does that mean we can also lift it immediately just because he yells at us?” Wei Maomao climbed off the bed, sat next to Wen Jiangyue again, and patted her shoulder. “Sister Wen, don’t worry, you’ll be better than your dad, but not now. You’re still a little baby.”

Wen Jiangyue, patted by the warm, soft, chubby paws, felt… better…

“Was… Was I very ugly when I was crying…” Wen Jiangyue, snapping out of her sadness from being scolded by her dad, regained her senses.

“Not ugly!” Wen Dongyu chimed in. “Sister Wen looks as cute as Boss when she cries!”

Wei Maomao: “… “

Cheng Tingyan, who had been secretly picking at the edge of the bed since Wei Maomao changed seats, thought to herself, the little chubby bunny was definitely cuter.

“It must have been very ugly, I can’t face anyone now, my kindergarten classmates all saw… I can’t go to kindergarten anymore…” Wen Jiangyue, finally concerned about her image, covered her face, sobbing.

“It’s okay, let’s ask the kind uncle not to broadcast the part where you were crying.” Wei Maomao turned to the fixed camera in the room and pleaded, “Kind uncle, please don’t broadcast the part where Sister Wen was crying, okay?”

Everyone in the room: “… “

Shi Dingshan, watching the monitors: “… “

“That, Boss…” Wen Dongyu rubbed his arms, feeling a bit creeped out. “Who are you talking to? Where’s the uncle in this room?”

“The kind uncle behind the camera who’s filming us.” Wei Maomao said, rolling her eyes. “Ask him to cut out the part where Sister Wen was crying before broadcasting. Mmm… If he can’t cut it, can he blur it out? My dad said, if there’s something in the footage that we don’t want the audience to see, they can use something called mosaic to blur it out before broadcasting.”

Shi Dingshan: “… “

“Maomao.” Shen Zilin, confused, asked, “What are you talking about? Why would there be a ‘before broadcasting’? Isn’t this a live broadcast?”

“What’s a live broadcast?” Wen Dongyu felt like there were more and more things he didn’t understand. But before he could finish his question, he saw…

“Bo!” Wen Dongyu rushed forward and caught Wei Maomao, who almost fell off the bed. “Boss, are you okay!”

Wang Zhizhi was a step slower than Wen Dongyu, but he still quickly reached out to help Wen Dongyu support the slightly heavy little chubby girl.

At the same time, Cheng Tingyan also jumped off the bed and rushed over.

“Are… we… live… broadcasting…?” Wei Maomao was so shocked that she could only speak two words at a time.

“Yes.” Cheng Tingyan helped steady the wobbly little chubby bunny’s arm. “Maomao, what’s wrong? Didn’t you know we’re live broadcasting?”

“Always… live… broadcasting…?” Wei Maomao looked down at Cheng Tingyan, her body stiff.

“Mmm, it started when we left the house.” Cheng Tingyan pointed at the cameramen crowded outside the door, then gestured in the air, pointing at the fixed cameras in the room. “Aren’t they always filming?”

It felt like a mallet hitting her head, her mind buzzing.

“Did you all know?” Wei Maomao looked at everyone with a dizzy head.

“What’s a live broadcast?” Wen Dongyu asked, scratching his head curiously.

Except for Wen Dongyu, all the other babies nodded in unison.

“Live broadcast means that every move we make, every word we say, the audience outside can see it online.” Shen Zilin explained to Wen Dongyu, then looked at Wei Maomao. “Maomao, are you okay? There’s not much difference between live broadcast and pre-recorded, right? My dad said it’s just that there are more cameras. Why do you look so unwell? Did you secretly… do something?”

Wei Maomao: “… “ Heh, she had done way too much.

The fact that the show was a live broadcast shocked Wei Maomao.

And the fact that Wei Maomao didn’t know they were live broadcasting shocked all the viewers in the live broadcast room.

“Oh my god, our CEO Mao actually didn’t know they were live broadcasting, my whole family is shocked!”

“Hahaha, Director Wei, what level of pit is he? I thought adding water to the dish soap was the worst thing he did to CEO Mao, but it turns out there are even deeper pits!”

“Save the child! Our CEO Mao is such an angel, she even wanted to ask the program team to cut out the part where Wen Jiangyue was crying, to blur it out, but she herself was live broadcasted with nothing left to hide, hahaha…”

“Sharing a hilarious joke, this morning, when CEO Mao went back to her room after taking the montmorillonite powder, you guys should have continued watching the fixed camera in the room, right? No wonder CEO Mao secretly said those strange things to the fixed camera, like ‘Kind uncle, please cut out the parts that shouldn’t be shown, please…’ I thought, like Wen Dongyu, that she saw something strange! It turned out she was pleading with the program team! I’m dying! Hahahahahahaha! Did she think it was pre-recorded and wanted them to cut out the bed-wetting scenes!”

“Hahaha, those who missed it this morning are missing out. I knew it, no wonder CEO Mao suddenly thought of asking some uncle to cut out the footage for Wen Jiangyue, it wasn’t her first time pleading, she’s a pro, hahaha. But it was all in vain, no wonder CEO Mao looked like she was struck by lightning when Shen Zilin said it was a live broadcast, she almost fell off the bed.”

“Now I just want to know, who is this ‘kind uncle’? CEO Mao keeps pleading, why didn’t any kind uncle tell her it’s a live broadcast, hahaha! The uncle is not kind at all!”

…

Shi Dingshan, seeing the new comment, chuckled wryly and facepalmed.

Zeng Huanian, who was also reading the comments next to him, mumbled to himself, “So who is this ‘kind uncle’?”

Shi Dingshan: …

There was no kind uncle!

Only an evil uncle!

Wei Maomao wasn’t stupid, connecting the dots, she easily figured out when it had changed from pre-recorded to live broadcast.

It must have been after she changed Shi Dingshan’s death flag, which was when Shi Dingshan and Shi Hongxiao came to their house, not to say she would be kicked off the show if she didn’t eat properly, but to announce the change to live broadcast! That supplementary agreement must have also been about the live broadcast!

Couldn’t he have told her the truth while deceiving her? Was it that difficult to say one more sentence?

Good job, Shi Dingshan!

How dare he betray her kindness!

Just as Wei Maomao was so angry that she almost blacked out, Wei Chengli’s voice came from the doorway.

“Babies, it’s time for lunch, why aren’t you com… Uh…” Wei Chengli, who had finally squeezed through the crowd of cameramen, stopped mid-sentence, meeting the little chubby dumpling’s gaze.

It was filled with… murderous intent?

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Cheng Tingyan hadn’t thought about the cameras or the filming at all, just dealing with the two adults was enough effort for her.

In the end, she was sent back to the room by Liu Ming, leaving the bedding outside.

When Wei Maomao came out of the bathroom, she saw a dejected Yan Yan.

“I’m sorry, Maomao, I wanted to wash the bedsheet outside, but I was caught… Now Sister Mingming is washing it.” Cheng Tingyan apologized immediately.

Honestly, Wei Maomao, who had just wet the bed, was feeling extremely fragile. Seeing Yan Yan’s unhappy expression, her first reaction was that she was being disliked, she almost retreated back to the bathroom. But when she heard the reason, Wei Maomao’s heart… felt a pang of sadness.

She even went to wash the bedsheet… How could she be so kind…

“It’s okay, Yan Yan. Thank you…” Wei Maomao didn’t know what else to say, she just wanted to bow down to the kind Yan Yan, aww.

Just as Wei Maomao was overwhelmed by gratitude, she saw it…

“Yan Yan…” Wei Maomao trembled, pointing at Cheng Tingyan’s obviously wet left pant leg.

It was water, right! It must be water, she accidentally splashed water on herself while washing the bedsheet outside, right!

Sob, sob, sob… Please just say it’s water.

“Uh…” Cheng Tingyan said weakly. “Should I… wash it too?”

Wei Maomao’s mind went blank, she didn’t want to live anymore.

What had she done…

It wasn’t just that Yan Yan had discovered she wet the bed, it wasn’t even just that she wet the bed while sleeping with Yan Yan, but she had actually wet…

Cheng Tingyan, who had a phobia of uncleanliness!!!

And she had the nerve to take a bath first, leaving her outside for so long… even going to wash the bedsheet for her…

“Why are you crying again?” Cheng Tingyan instinctively reached for a handkerchief, then remembered that they were all washed and hanging outside.

Wei Maomao didn’t want to cry, she just wanted to die, this rebirth, she couldn’t live anymore, ahhh!!!

Perhaps because the blow she received in the middle of the night was too great, the next morning, when Wei Maomao woke up and saw the “map-shaped” bedsheet and mattress pad drying in the courtyard, her face was expressionless.

Forget it, just live with it, what else could she do?

Wei Maomao pretended not to see the bedsheet and mattress pad, walking past them calmly.

But someone just had to come and provoke her.

“Baby, I don’t remember you wearing these pajamas to bed last night?” Wei Chengli stealthily approached, scooped up the little chubby dumpling, lifted her up, and shook her.

Wei Maomao: “… “

The merciless paws pressed firmly against Wei Chengli’s face.

“Yes, it was me.” Wei Maomao gritted her teeth.

“I knew it. Yan Yan even said it was her this morning, but I knew it wasn’t.” Wei Chengli, good-naturedly, shook the little chubby dumpling in his arms again. “I told you we should have brought some diapers, your mom insisted that you haven’t wet the bed for half a year… Hey, hey, be gentle, your dad still needs his face!”

Wei Maomao, in no mood to play with Wei Chengli, used the face-pressing technique to gain her freedom.

But as soon as she landed on the ground, another one approached.

“Boss, Yan Yan last night…” Wen Dongyu, holding a steamed bun in his mouth, approached with the pig, whispering.

“It was me who wet the bed, not Yan Yan.” Wei Maomao glanced at the pig, who was also holding a steamed bun in its mouth, she would never let Cheng Tingyan take the blame.

Besides, she didn’t think there was anything wrong with admitting it.

The person she cared about most in the world already knew… oh, no, had been peed on by her. Whether other people knew or not, it didn’t matter.

Wen Dongyu was shocked. “Wet the bed? Boss, you wet the bed!!!”

“… “ Wei Maomao took a deep breath. “What were you saying about Yan Yan last night?”

“Oh, the handkerchiefs Yan Yan washed last night are dry, I collected them and put them on the table.” Wen Dongyu pointed at the stone table in the courtyard, then smiled. “Boss, you really wet the bed?”

Wei Maomao looked up at the sky.

This life, whoever wants to live it, can live it…

While some bunnies felt life was unbearable, the viewers in the live broadcast room felt more and more hopeful.

“Hahaha, the mystery is solved, it was CEO Mao, as expected of you, CEO Mao, so calm even after seeing the evidence this morning.”

“To see clearly whose bedsheet it was, I stayed up all night, watching the staff wash and hang it, then waited until daybreak to confirm the pattern, I told you it was CEO Mao! You didn’t believe me earlier!”

“It’s mainly because Yan Yan took the blame so quickly, hahaha, as soon as they saw the ‘map’ outside, she went to confess to Director Wei, I thought they had switched beds last night.”

“Yan Yan truly… What a divine friend! I want one too!”

“Hahaha, the person above, you don’t want one. You’re already an adult, you still want to make friends by wetting the bed!”

“It seems Director Wei was right to stop CEO Mao from eating so much watermelon, hahaha, not enough bedsheets.”

“Wait, I also stayed up quite late last night, I saw that, what’s her name, Liu Ming, the staff member, washing for a long time by the water basin, she washed the bedsheet and the mattress pad for a long time. Why are there still marks? Our child’s… It can be washed clean. Could it be that the program team is deliberately embarrassing CEO Mao? (Suspicious)”

“About this… I have to speak the truth as someone who’s been watching Director Wei’s live stream. That basin outside is for washing dishes and vegetables, the only detergent there should be dish soap. Logically… Dish soap should be able to clean things. But our Director Wei is very frugal, last night, when he couldn’t squeeze any more dish soap, he didn’t get a new bottle, he added some water and continued using it… So, you understand.”

“???” Director Wei is the real culprit! He even mocked CEO Mao this morning! Ahhh, I want to rush in and tell CEO Mao, don’t blame Sister Mingming, it’s your dear old father who’s embarrassing you!”

“It’s a pity the live stream in the bedroom was turned off last night, I really want to know what happened. Look at CEO Mao, she’s so embarrassed that she doesn’t even dare to go find Yan Yan, hahaha.”

“Being discovered by your friend that you wet the bed is truly embarrassing. Even if CEO Mao is only three, she can’t handle it. It’s rare for them to be in the same courtyard and not be together for so long. But I can understand why CEO Mao isn’t looking for Yan Yan, why isn’t Yan Yan actively looking for CEO Mao to play either? Is she still in shock after witnessing her friend wet the bed?”

…

Cheng Tingyan was indeed still in shock.

But it wasn’t because she witnessed the little chubby bunny wetting the bed.

It was because…

Last night, even after they both went back to Cheng Tingyan’s bed, even after the little chubby bunny fell asleep next to her, she couldn’t bring herself to tell her what Liu Ming had said outside.

Guilt, deep guilt, gnawed at Cheng Tingyan’s conscience in the dead of night.

This gnawing pain kept her awake until very late, perhaps even until daybreak, before she finally fell asleep. But she woke up after only a short while.

She wanted to tell the little chubby bunny the truth, she wanted to comfort her like Liu Ming had comforted her.

But she was also afraid, afraid that after she told her, the little chubby bunny would be very angry, so angry that she wouldn’t play with her anymore…

This dilemma continued until breakfast.

Wei Chengli only confirmed with the little chubby dumpling whose masterpiece it was in the courtyard this morning, and after being slapped in the face by the embarrassed little chubby dumpling, he didn’t mention it again.

But Wen Dongyu wasn’t as tactful. After accidentally learning that Wei Maomao had wet the bed and expressing too much surprise, Wen Dongyu, receiving several cold glares from Wei Maomao, started reflecting on whether he had overreacted.

After reflecting, Wen Dongyu, who had already finished a steamed bun, said the following as soon as he sat down at the breakfast table, “Boss, I forgot you’re still young earlier. It’s okay, you’re only three, it’s normal to wet the bed. I still wet the bed at four, you can still wet the bed for another year!”

Wei Chengli almost spat out his soy milk onto the little chubby dumpling’s face across from him.

Wei Maomao, who was spared from a soy milk facial, had a dark expression.

“It was me…” Cheng Tingyan said.

“Yan Yan, we all know it wasn’t you.” Wei Chengli, glancing at the little chubby dumpling’s expression, said, “Maomao already admitted it, you don’t have to take the blame… um, I mean, don’t cover for her.”

Cheng Tingyan: “… “

“Mmm, it was me.” Wei Maomao reiterated seriously. She would never let the editors have a chance to blame Yan Yan for wetting the bed.

Cheng Tingyan, her attempt to take the blame completely thwarted, looked at the little chubby bunny, her heart aching. She knew it was time for her to make a decision.

“It was me who wanted to use Baby Coins to buy the watermelon yesterday. Maomao ate the watermelon, that’s why…” Cheng Tingyan’s eyes reddened. “Sister Mingming said, after eating watermelon, you…”

“You what?” Wen Dongyu didn’t understand.

But Wei Chengli and Wei Maomao instantly understood.

“When did you eat watermelon?” Wei Chengli asked in surprise.

“It wasn’t because of the watermelon.” Wei Maomao couldn’t bear to see Cheng Tingyan like this, she grabbed her hand and turned to Wei Chengli. “It was because of your fish soup.”

Wei Chengli: ???

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Wei Maomao bumped her head against the edge of the bed.

Why wasn’t she really only three years old!

If she was only three, she wouldn’t be able to count and wouldn’t be able to tell who wet the bed (not really).

Why did this have to happen when she was sleeping with Cheng Tingyan! Ahhh!!!

She wanted to be reborn again… Sob, sob, sob…

Unable to face reality, Wei Maomao bumped her head quite hard, making a loud “bang.”

Cheng Tingyan was startled and instinctively shone the flashlight towards the source of the sound, then she saw the little chubby bunny with her face buried in the edge of the bed.

“Mao… Maomao…” Cheng Tingyan moved closer and gently touched the little chubby bunny’s soft head.

She touched it, and her hand was… wet?

Cheng Tingyan instinctively retracted her hand and sniffed it.

Wei Maomao, who had gathered her courage and lifted her head after being touched, saw her action.

“That’s sweat…” The tiny bit of courage Wei Maomao had mustered instantly vanished, and she bumped her head back down with a “bang.”

“Sweat… I know it’s sweat… I didn’t think it was anything else… Really…” The six-year-old Cheng Tingyan had never dealt with such a situation before. Seeing the little chubby bunny huddled under the bed, looking pitiful, she felt so guilty that her words became stammered.

Wei Maomao closed her eyes, it was a dream, a dream, a dream…

Looking at the little chubby bunny bumping her head against the bed, Cheng Tingyan bit her lip. While the little chubby bunny wasn’t looking, she quickly sat up a bit higher and moved the flashlight behind her.

Ah… such a large area… She would catch a cold…

“Mao, Maomao…” Cheng Tingyan cleared her throat, trying to speak more fluently. “I’m sorry, I, I think I also got you wet, you need to take a bath and change into dry clothes, otherwise, you’ll catch a cold.”

Beneath her stammered words and obvious awkwardness was the six-year-old Yan Yan’s gentle concern.

Wei Maomao truly…

What had she done to deserve the six-year-old Yan Yan taking the blame for her…

“Yan Yan, I know, it was me…” Wei Maomao didn’t dare to look up at Cheng Tingyan, she corrected her in a low voice.

Cheng Tingyan froze, then immediately replied firmly, “No, it was me. You’re still young, you don’t understand. It was me!”

“I’m sorry, Yan Yan, I know it was me, not you…” Wei Maomao couldn’t bear to hear Cheng Tingyan continue, she interrupted her.

Cheng Tingyan could tell that she couldn’t fool her anymore. But that wasn’t the point.

“Maomao, go take a bath, I’ll clean this up.” Cheng Tingyan, worried that the little chubby bunny would catch a cold, got out of bed and started pulling the bedsheet, continuing what the little chubby bunny had been doing earlier.

“No… I’ll do it…” Wei Maomao stopped her.

“You go take a bath, I’ll do it.” Cheng Tingyan insisted.

And so, in the darkness, they pulled and tugged, sometimes against each other, sometimes working together, until they finally removed all the bedsheets and blankets.

Wei Maomao looked at the large pile on the floor and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Since Cheng Tingyan was already awake, had already seen it, and she couldn’t hide it from her anymore, what was the point of cleaning it up?

“Okay, it’s off, go take a bath now.” Cheng Tingyan tugged at the pile on the floor, separating the blanket and the bedsheet. “I’ll take care of this.”

“No, Yan Yan, stop.” Wei Maomao, finally realizing, wanted to smack herself in the head. “I’ll take these out, we’ll wash them tomorrow.”

Wei Maomao wanted to say she would wash them herself tomorrow, but considering her short arms and legs, she knew it was impossible.

So…

Although she felt very embarrassed, she was sorry, old father, for the sake of all the debts she had helped him repay in her previous life, please help her wash the wet bedsheets again tomorrow, sob, sob, sob…

“Then I’ll take them out.” Cheng Tingyan pursed her lips and, before Wei Maomao could say anything else, turned on the bedside lamp.

The bright light illuminated the room, Wei Maomao, still slightly wet, froze as if she had been immobilized, then quickly reached for the lamp switch.

But Cheng Tingyan stopped her.

“Go take a bath!” Cheng Tingyan guarded the lamp switch.

She knew the little chubby bunny was embarrassed, she didn’t want to do this either, but… she would really catch a cold.

With the room so brightly lit, Wei Maomao truly… couldn’t handle it… She grabbed some clothes from her suitcase and ran off.

Cheng Tingyan felt a pang of guilt seeing the little chubby bunny’s tearful eyes before she left.

Did she make her hate her…

Cheng Tingyan, holding the corner of the blanket, felt a bit anxious.

But anxiety aside, the work still had to be done. If she didn’t finish it quickly, the little chubby bunny would come back after bathing and try to do it herself.

So starting from…

Cheng Tingyan bundled the bedsheet and picked it up.

In the courtyard, Shi Hongxiao was completing his last task for the day, checking the fixed camera positions.

He had already checked all but the last camera, he was about to clock out, when he saw a small figure carrying a bundle of something coming out of the house.

As Wei Maomao’s cameraman, Shi Hongxiao had witnessed the entire process of how the Wei family gained two more overnight guests tonight. Even though the courtyard was dark, he quickly recognized that the one carrying what looked like fabric and heading towards the water basin was Cheng Tingyan.

Shi Hongxiao glanced at the house, the door was already closed by Cheng Tingyan, no one else came out. He didn’t want to appear on camera, but the small figure in the distance had already carried a stool to the water basin, stepped on it, and was about to start washing something.

But Cheng Tingyan…

This afternoon, at the convenience store, when Wei Maomao discovered that Cheng Tingyan had gone to dig for Baby Coins and grabbed her hand to check her palm, Shi Hongxiao had even captured a close-up.

This little girl, the wounds on her right hand, there were quite a few…

“Let me help you wash it? What are you washing?” Shi Hongxiao walked to the water basin and asked in a low voice.

Cheng Tingyan had sneaked out to wash the bedsheet, she hadn’t even turned on any lights in the courtyard, relying only on the moonlight. Just as she placed the bedsheet in the basin and was about to start washing, a voice suddenly appeared next to her, startling her so much that she almost fell off the stool.

“Don’t be scared, I’m Wei Maomao’s cameraman.” Shi Hongxiao quickly steadied her, regretting that he should have made some noise first.

“He, hello…” Cheng Tingyan, realizing it was a person, wasn’t as scared anymore, but she was still shaken. She took a deep breath before continuing, “No need to help, thank you.”

“This is… a bedsheet?” Shi Hongxiao squinted under the moonlight. “Maomao’s bedsheet?”

“No… You’re mistaken, it’s my bedsheet.” Cheng Tingyan said instinctively.

“It’s Maomao’s, I’ve been filming this pattern all day.” Shi Hongxiao defended his professionalism, but he was confused. “Why are you washing this in the middle of the night? Did you get it dirty? Why not wait until tomorrow…”

“It’s mine!” Cheng Tingyan insisted. “I’ll be done washing it soon, no need to help.”

“No, your hands are injured, you can’t wash things like this.” Shi Hongxiao rolled up his sleeves. “Just a quick wash, right? I’ll do it.”

“No…” Cheng Tingyan reached out to protect the bedsheet.

However.

The three-year-old Maomao couldn’t win against the six-year-old Yan Yan.

And the six-year-old Yan Yan was no match for the twenty-something Shi Hongxiao.

“A girl’s things can’t be washed by a boy!” Cheng Tingyan, seeing that she was losing, said angrily.

Then, to her surprise, the cameraman, whose hands were about to grab the bedsheet, suddenly retracted them.

“You’re right.” Shi Hongxiao nodded.

Five minutes later, Liu Ming, who had rushed over, wearing only a shawl over her pajamas, looked at the bedsheet in the basin and asked Shi Hongxiao in shock, “This is the urgent matter you mentioned?”

“Mmm.” Shi Hongxiao nodded. “She said a girl’s things can only be washed by a girl.”

“But it can be washed tomorrow.” As Liu Ming spoke, she reached out and pulled the bedsheet from the basin, taking a look. “Where is it dirty… Huh? Who wet the bed?”

“Wet the bed?” Shi Hongxiao, not having considered this possibility at all, was stunned.

“I…” Cheng Tingyan said, ready to face the consequences.

“Oh, oh, oh, Yan Yan, it’s okay, it’s okay. This kind of thing is normal.” Liu Ming, realizing her slip of the tongue, quickly comforted her. “You ate watermelon this afternoon, eating watermelon can cause this, it’s okay, it’s okay. I’ll wash this, you go back and… um, get ready for bed. Don’t worry.”

“It’s because… of the watermelon?” Cheng Tingyan, catching the keyword, felt like she had been struck by lightning.

Liu Ming nodded, confirming. “Yes, watermelon is a diuretic, you’re just a child, after eating half a watermelon, you must have gone to the bathroom several times. You fell asleep and didn’t wake up in time, this is normal. Don’t worry, it’s not your fault, it won’t happen again, don’t feel burdened.”

Don’t feel burdened… She was incredibly burdened right now…

Cheng Tingyan felt a bit dizzy.

So it was because of her, because she insisted on buying the watermelon, that the little chubby bunny…

Poor little chubby bunny…

“If the bedsheet is like this, then the blanket must also be wet, right? I’ll go get it and wash it together.” Liu Ming said, about to enter the house.

“I’ll get it.” Cheng Tingyan, enduring her dizziness, quickly ran inside.

Cheng Tingyan made two trips, carrying out the blanket and the thin mattress pad under the bedsheet.

“Okay, sweetie, I’ll take care of the rest. You go back inside and get ready for bed, sleep on Maomao’s bed, you two can sleep together. When you wake up, everything will be dry, sweetie.” Liu Ming comforted her.

“That’s Maomao’s bed…” Shi Hongxiao said weakly from the side.

“Is it?” Liu Ming, afraid of embarrassing Cheng Tingyan, who might still be wet, hadn’t turned on the courtyard lights, she had only glanced at the bedsheet under the moonlight. Hearing this, she picked it up and took a closer look. “Oh, it is. How come it’s Maomao’s…”

“I wet the bed.” Cheng Tingyan interrupted.

Liu Ming, hearing this, felt like she was caught red-handed.

“Okay, okay… Where’s Maomao? Is she sleeping or… taking a bath? Do you need help?” Liu Ming asked cautiously.

“No need…” Cheng Tingyan shook her head, pointing at the bedsheet. “It’s mine.”

Liu Ming: “… “

In the courtyard, Cheng Tingyan was anxious about successfully shifting the blame.

The viewers in the live broadcast room, however, were anxious about the lack of sound in the live stream.

“Oh my god, why doesn’t the fixed camera have audio, I want to hear what they’re saying!”

“The lack of audio shouldn’t be because of the camera, it’s because they’re not wearing microphones…”

“Sob, sob, sob, because Maomao and Yan Yan are sleeping in the same room without an adult present tonight, their microphones were turned off earlier. The other two are staff members, they don’t get microphones either…”

“Thank goodness the fixed camera also has night mode, from the current situation, it seems Yan Yan carried out a pile of bedding, went to the water basin to wash them, then Maomao’s second cameraman, Xiao Shi, went over, they talked for a while, then the Sister Mingming that CEO Mao called out also arrived, and they talked for a while longer. Finally, Yan Yan carried out even more bedding… So, I have a bold guess…”

“Hahaha, don’t guess, it’ll hurt.”

“Guess, guess, guess~~ Let me guess who it was~~~ Was it Yan Yan, who diligently carried out the bedding, or CEO Mao, who hasn’t come out~~~”

“Heh, heh, heh, I’m betting on CEO Mao, she finished half a watermelon this afternoon, leaving only the outer rind, she ate even more than Yan Yan, her little chubby belly must be struggling.”

“CEO Mao, thank you. I’m guessing it’s Yan Yan~~ She woke up because she wet the bed, so she came out to destroy the evidence. She didn’t expect that although the cameras in the room were turned off, there’s still a fixed camera in the courtyard, naive little baby~~”