The next morning.
"Here they come, here they come, four live streams, I've finally come to Fang Miaomiao's live stream."
"Hahaha, even the professional haters aren't as active as the one upstairs."
"It's starting, it's starting, I wonder what kind of dirt Fang Miaomiao will expose today."
Fang Miaomiao, referred to by the haters, was woken by a human shield pressing down on her.
She struggled to open her eyes and looked at the hair on her chest, taking a deep breath.
Good heavens, no wonder she had nightmares all night; being crushed by such a large head, it would be strange not to have them.
Fang Miaomiao looked at the roof beams, was silent for a moment, then carefully moved the person off her and went out to wash up.
"Miaomiao, morning."
Cui Mantong from the next room also emerged, sleepy and scratching her arm.
"What's wrong with you?" Fang Miaomiao's eye twitched. The main reason was that the person in front of her looked nothing like the sophisticated woman from yesterday.
Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were casual, and she kept scratching her arm, making Fang Miaomiao almost unable to recognize her.
"Sister Mantong, what's happened?"
"Don't mention it," Cui Mantong was in a bad mood and looked dejected. "The mosquitoes kept biting me all night."
It was bad enough that they bit her, but the key was that the mosquitoes kept buzzing, disturbing her sleep.
"Didn't you have any mosquito coils?"
"Mosquito coils? What are those?" Cui Mantong stopped scratching her arm and looked at Fang Miaomiao in confusion. "I know insect repellent, I just forgot to bring it."
Seeing her expression, Fang Miaomiao knew she definitely hadn't used any.
Fang Miaomiao chuckled, "Sister Mantong, wait a moment."
Saying that, she returned to her room and took out a bottle of floral water.
"Floral water?"
"Yes, there are many mosquitoes and insects in the mountain village, so I prepared some before coming," Fang Miaomiao applied the floral water to Cui Mantong's red, bumpy arm. "Don't forget to light mosquito coils tonight when you sleep."
"Thank you, Miaomiao," Cui Mantong was on the verge of tears with gratitude. "What would I have done without you?"
Fang Miaomiao smiled and shook her head, "It's not as serious as you say. Keep this bottle. When Sisi takes his bath tonight, you can add some to his bathwater."
It was unclear if the village of Hongshan had no water heaters or if the program team deliberately chose a family without one, but they could only boil water and use buckets for bathing in the evening.
"Thank you, Miaomiao," Cui Mantong gave Fang Miaomiao a big hug and complained, "But I'm not bathing that guy Sisi. This morning, I didn't see any mosquito bites on Sisi."
She swore that she would never listen to the nonsense online again. Miaomiao was now her good sister, Miaomiao was the kind-hearted little princess.
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
As soon as the words fell, Fang Miaomiao saw Cui Mantong's expression change. She smiled and turned to the person who spoke, waving the floral water in her hand. "Ah, my darling Sisi is awake. Look at what Aunt Miaomiao has for us."
"Mom, is this for me?"
"Of course," Cui Mantong, as if presenting a treasure, reluctantly handed the floral water to Cui Yongsi. "Tonight, we can have a great battle with the mosquitoes."
"Hahaha, did you see the helpless expression on Sisi's face? So cute."
"Oh my god, I always thought my wife was sophisticated, but I didn't expect her to be so cute? My wife has a dual personality?"
"The one upstairs, because of your words, my wife Mantong has appeased me all day."
"Tonghua thanks Fang Miaomiao for the floral water and for her help to Tongtong."
"Thanks Fang Miaomiao, +1. God knows how heartbroken I was when I saw the bumps on Mantong's arm."
"Thanks Fang Miaomiao."
Fang Miaomiao's live stream was unusually harmonious. Even when someone sarcastically asked why Fang Miaomiao hadn't produced the floral water earlier, they were shot down by passersby and Cui Mantong's fans.
After breakfast prepared by the program team, Chen Tianming began to gather everyone.
"Hello, children."
"Hello, Uncle Tianming."
"Children, did you enjoy the corn this morning?"
"It was delicious."
Chen Jiabao, who loved to eat, replied enthusiastically, "I can eat ten more!"
"Wow, little Jiabao, that's great. Do you know where corn comes from?"
Seeing that no other children spoke, Xu Qing'er proudly stepped forward and said, "Farmers grow it."
"Very smart. So, children, are you willing to experience picking corn?"
"What is picking corn? Will it get my little skirt dirty?"
"I can do it," Chen Jiabao patted his chest and said, "I can pick two thousand."
His innocent words made everyone present laugh heartily.
"Children, we all learned the saying 'Who knows the food on their plate, every grain is hard-earned,' but reading ten thousand books is not as good as trying it yourself. Therefore, our task today is to understand what 'Who knows the food on their plate, every grain is hard-earned' means."
"Today, the four families will form one large group. Your task is to pick all the corn from Grandpa Lin's one mu of land and transport it to the yard."
"If you complete the task, dinner will be prepared by the program team tonight. If you don't complete it..." Chen Tianming said with a sly smile, "Then you'll have to find your own ingredients and make dinner."
"Director Uncle, how big is one mu?" Chen Jiabao asked, raising his hand. "What about lunch?"
"One mu is about the size of one and a half basketball courts. Grandpa Lin has promised to provide lunch."
"Without further ado, children, you can set off," Chen Tianming made a gesture of encouragement. "Grandpa Lin, please take them there."
Grandpa Lin was short and tanned, but his eyes were bright and spirited.
"Children, this way."
With a wave of his hand, the mighty team walked towards the cornfield.
After about ten minutes, countless yellowed corn stalks came into view.
"Can we really finish this in a day?" Wang Qing felt her legs go weak.
Is this program about traveling together or doing farm work together?
Shen Jiani beside her also had a belly full of anger with nowhere to vent.
What happened to the promised sightseeing and leisurely travel?
What happened to the memorable experience?
What was this?
Could she break the contract and quit?
Not only the guests but even the staff were stunned.
This was completely different from the original design.
"Director, what does this mean?"
Chen Tianming took a deep drag from his cigarette. If you looked closely, you would notice his fingers trembling. "Don't speak for now. Let me finish this cigarette."
Last night, just as he was about to go to sleep, he received a WeChat message.
The WeChat message contained a document.
The document clearly stated the program guidelines.
The person above hoped that his program would combine with fine traditions and promote excellent virtues and culture.
Because of that document and the phone call last night, he hadn't slept a wink.
"The higher-ups attach so much importance to our program?"
"Yes, that's why I modified the content a few days ago."
This opportunity was too important.
If it succeeded, their program would be in sync with the higher-ups, and no one would have a reason to cause trouble for the program.
Moreover, with the protection of the higher-ups, why would he worry that this program wouldn't be a huge hit?