The director group convened an emergency meeting.
"What should we do now? If we keep going, won’t the viewers curse us to death?"
The director glanced at the bullet screen of Jiang Lai’s livestream and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thankfully, she’s not that popular."
"Send someone to give Yangyang some food, we can’t really let the kid starve."
The director nodded, thinking it was a reasonable idea, but as soon as the food reached the door, Jiang Lai, who woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, intercepted it.
"Director, since the kid is with me, please try not to interfere for these fifteen days. Give the food to me."
The director looked at Jiang Lai.
"Don’t overdo it, after all, you’re not the real mom."
"I couldn’t have raised such a mischievous kid, just go to sleep."
The director gave Jiang Lai a glance.
"Although..."
"There’s no ’although’ about it. Director, for these fifteen days, I’m that kid’s mom. Does a mother need others pointing fingers when educating her child?"
The director was left speechless.
[Jiang Lai is so tough]
[Truly acting like the kid’s mom, how would the biological mother feel seeing this scene?]
[If you care so much, don’t send your kid on the show, I’m on Jiang Lai’s side]
[Jiang Lai’s skin looks so good, doesn’t she remove her makeup in the middle of the night?]
[Turning a pigsty into a princess room, impressive]
[If she teaches makeup tips, I won’t criticize her]
The focus gradually shifted, and the night owls staying up began to study Jiang Lai’s faux no-makeup look.
At night, just as Jiang Lai fell asleep, she heard a rustling noise by her ear.
She opened her eyes and turned on the light, and in the dim corner, the mischievous kid stood there holding a pack of instant noodles, caught red-handed by Jiang Lai.
"I... I’m hungry!"
"No eating past mealtime, put it down."
"Why?! I’m hungry! I want to eat!"
Jiang Lai’s face turned cold, her serious demeanor reminding the mischievous kid of the defeated Ultraman.
She could even defeat Ultraman, maybe he could get beaten too.
The mischievous kid got irritated, pouting as if about to cry, Jiang Lai lengthened her tone and said.
"Does a real man cry?"
"I’m not crying."
"Then what’s on your face?"
"It’s sweat!"
"Oh, wipe off the sweat and go to sleep."
The mischievous kid kept a straight face, threw away the instant noodles, and turned to leave, while Jiang Lai ignored him and promptly went back to sleep.
The next morning, during breakfast when the village head gathered all the kids, the mischievous kid was the first to rush to the seat, gobbling down his food like a little pig snatching food in a pigsty, leaving everyone around stunned.
[So pitiful, really hungry for a whole night]
[Learned a lesson, going to treat my picky-eating jerk of a son like this]
[All the other kids are eating slowly, but he’s really rude]
At this moment, Jiang Lai sat over, wiped away the rice grains from the mischievous kid’s chin, and gathered the ones on his clothes and the edge of the table into a ball.
"Open your mouth."
The mischievous kid glanced at her but continued eating. Eventually, Jiang Lai held his face open and stuffed the rice ball into his mouth.
"If you spill anymore, I’ll stuff more."
"Bad woman!"
"I’m your mom."
"You’re not my mom."
While others were calling each other mommy and baby affectionately, the mischievous kid was still calling her a bad woman. Jiang Lai didn’t mind nor coddle him, calling him a little rascal in return.
[For some reason, watching them is so joyous]
[Manual for dealing with mischievous kids, parents should save and watch repeatedly]
[What bizarre script do Jiang Lai and Yangyang have? Why does the tone change when it comes to them?]
Noticing the change in viewers of Jiang Lai’s livestream, a data analyst approached the director.
"Jiang Lai’s livestream has the highest user stickiness and currently the longest viewing time with the most viewers. I think giving more camera time would be beneficial."
"Let’s see, we’ll talk after breakfast."
After breakfast, the five pairs of mothers and children gathered on a large rice drying field.
"The rice you all ate just now was personally grown and harvested by our farmers. It’s almost noon now, so everyone must figure out the lunch dishes themselves. The requirement is four dishes and one soup, with fish, meat, and shrimp in the main dishes, and cabbage and corn in the vegetarian dishes. The staple food can be noodles or rice.
All these ingredients must be collected by yourselves. Here are the ingredient collection cards, a total of six cards. Once you collect the corresponding ingredient on the card, you’ll get a red flower. The lunch will then be allocated based on the number of red flowers, so good luck to all the moms and kids!"
Wang Xuan’er complained.
"Why are we doing this again? Can’t we just work and exchange points for food?"
Yu Yan nodded beside her.
"Yes, make the rules simpler, your task is too complicated. Where do we find fish, meat, and shrimp?"
The director anticipated dissatisfaction and delivered pre-prepared lines.
"Since we’re all doing this as moms, we have to set good examples for our babies. Through these tasks, the kids can learn about how hard it is to earn every grain. Please be considerate, moms, and start quickly so you won’t miss lunch."
After receiving the mission card, Yu Yan suggested.
"How about we cooperate? Five people with six cards, each looking for one ingredient, then split the results evenly among the five of us?"
"What about the remaining one?"
"We’ll all find that one together. Right now, if each of us only looks for one, it won’t take much time, and we can find the last one together."
Then she looked at everyone.
"Do you all agree?"
Mo Wanwan was the first to agree.
"I think it’s reasonable, how about you, Jiang Lai? Do you and Yangyang have any issues?"
"No problem with me."
When dividing the cards, everyone picked randomly. Just as everyone had chosen their ingredients, the director added one more sentence.
"Forgot to mention! All ingredients have weight requirements. Fish, meat, and shrimp must be at least 250 grams each! Cabbage and corn 500 grams each! The remaining noodles or rice 1000 grams each!"
[Be a better person, director. Exploitation should have its limits]
[Whoever drew the rice card is unlucky, has to collect over 10 pounds of rice]
Everyone protested fiercely, yet the director was unmoved, with a wicked smile.
"Remember, kids, the world doesn’t have shortcuts."
The biggest celebrity, Yang Bing, responded with a laughing curse.
"You just wait!"
The director smirked awkwardly, privately having a good relationship, but during the show, everyone had to listen to the director.
Mo Wanwan glanced at the card in her hand and subconsciously relaxed her brows.
It was corn, and she noticed on the way there were a lot of corn planted in the village. Using the excuse of filming, it shouldn’t be too hard to get five pounds of corn from the village people.