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Chapter 12
Outside Room 3.
Father and daughter Ji Mochen and Ji Ruochu stared at each other.
Recalling the half hour he had just spent carrying his daughter and trudging long distances, Ji Mochen was already wearing a pained expression.
"Ruochu, that wasn't a silver ring, you saw it wrong." Ji Mochen, deceiving himself, hugged his daughter and entered the next process.
Seeing this, Ji Ruochu clicked her tongue, her face full of certainty: "I didn't see wrong! It was a ring!"
"It wasn't." Ji Mochen took off the spare silver ring from Ji Ruochu's neck and closed the other half of the door.
"It was!" Ji Ruochu persisted stubbornly, even wanting to get down to the ground to pick it up.
"It really wasn't..."
Ji Mochen held his daughter tightly with his left hand, quickly dragged the suitcase with his right hand, and then kicked open the solid wooden door with one foot.
Comments: Hahaha... Selective blindness works too?
Wooden Door: In the end, it was me who bore it all.
In the end, Ji Mochen still couldn't out-stubborn his own daughter. Frowning, he picked up the silver ring from the grass, rinsed it under the faucet, and only then, under Ji Ruochu's expectant gaze, slotted it and the spare ring into the wooden door.
When Ji Ruochu was sitting on the doorstep watching Ji Mochen drag all the luggage into the yard, the director's team finally handed over the task card.
After taking the card, Ji Mochen drank some water before reading the contents on the card:
"Congratulations Daddy, you've successfully found your own home with your child. After arriving at your new home, hurry and tidy up your things, and arrive at the village chief's house before 1pm.
To welcome everyone's arrival, the village chief and villagers have specially prepared local specialty foods for you all."
Food?
Hearing this word, Ji Ruochu's eyes instantly lit up.
The livestream viewers were already laughing so hard they were gasping for air.
[Goodness, I'm straight up impressed, the director's team is too malicious, it's already 12:30 now, it would have been better to just let Ji Mochen go straight to the village chief's house to eat.]
[Hahaha, you can't blame the director's team for this right? They could only give this card after they found the house.]
[I'm dead, I just took a look at the other few livestreams, other than Fan Jin who was prancing around energetically in the yard, the other families have already woken up from their afternoon nap?]
...
"That's right Teacher Ji, we need you to take out the snacks and toys you brought, the program team will help you store them first."
Seemingly feeling that Ji Mochen hadn't received enough of a shock, the accompanying director and editor gave him another blow.
Ji Mochen: ??
"So why didn't you take them in the beginning?"
Director & Editor: *smiles*
[Hahahaha... The program team is too nasty, they deliberately made the guests carry the weight as they traveled, only collecting the stuff when they reached the destination.]
[The laughs keep coming, is it time for the darling child and her beloved toys to painfully part? I'm eagerly rubbing my hands in anticipation.]
[Finally Ruochu's turn? Good thing I didn't miss it!]
[I was lucky enough to spectate the other four groups just now, it was very chaotic, like a tug-of-war hahaha.]
[Asking out of ignorance, our cute darling Ruochu, will there be snot bubbles when she cries?]
[You on the second floor, are you a devil?]
"Alright, everything is here." Ji Mochen took out the few toys that Ji Ruochu liked in particular that he had specially brought for her and laid them out, then looked at his daughter very worriedly after speaking.
Receiving the gaze of the crowd, Ji Ruochu, whose mind was already imagining the delicious food at the village chief's house, blinked and her face held some confusion, as if asking: Why are you all looking at me?
In an instant, the bullet screen was filled with mothers' fantasies.
Discovering that Ji Ruochu's emotions were very stable, the staff felt a bit uneasy, after all they had just experienced several fierce battles.
Suddenly, the director's instructions came through the staff's earpieces: "Take them slowly."
Clearly, although it was a livestream, in order to increase watchability, this round of toy confiscation would definitely be filmed to showcase the child's diverse reactions.
The few exchanged glances, the lead staff member cautiously bent down and tentatively picked up the first toy.
Whoosh—
Everyone looked at Ji Ruochu again.
Hmm?
The person in question had a question mark appear on her forehead again.
...
Until the first toy was put into the box, Ji Ruochu still did not have any extreme reactions. On the contrary, she curiously tilted her head, seeming a little puzzled by them.
The staff members exchanged glances, their faces full of astonishment: She really didn't cry or throw a tantrum!
[Hahaha, what's with the staff? Are they cosplaying as sloths?]
[I'm dead, the staff of the previous few groups moved so fast just now you could only see afterimages, how did it change when it came to Ruochu?]
On the other side, Ji Ruochu, sitting on a stool, looked at Ji Mochen who was tidying up the rest of the luggage, then looked at the slowly moving staff, her eyes suddenly lighting up.
She understood!
That must be it!
Thus, just as the staff here breathed a sigh of relief, in the next second, they saw the little milk baby who was quietly sitting on the stool earlier pitter-pattering towards the toys.
The staff with their hairs standing on end:!!
So the time had finally come!
As this thought surfaced, the previously slow-motion replaying staff instantly sped up. By the time the little milk baby ran over, only a little turtle plush was left lying alone on the ground.
Seeing this, Ji Ruochu's hands shot out like lightning to grab the turtle plushie.
Oh no—
The staff who were a step too late could only see darkness before their eyes, their minds already starting to replay the sounds of a child's crying and tantruming accompanied by adults coaxing.
"Ruochu, this—"
The staff was about to step forward, but before they could finish speaking, the little milk baby had already pitter-pattered with the little turtle plush to the wooden box.
The little turtle's female doll, one hand already grasping the edge of the box, the other hand putting the little turtle—
into the box?
"Done~" The little milk baby put the last little turtle in, and even looked up to smile at the few staff who were still shocked.
Everyone: ?
Comments: ??
[My god, what kind of fairy milk baby is this?]
[Ahhh, our Ruochu is just too well-behaved!]
[Hahaha, so just now Ruochu thought the staff were moving too slowly, that's why she had to take matters into her own hands?]
[Ji Ruochu: Hurry up, I want to go eat at the village chief's house with Daddy!]
After the staff dazedly closed the box, Ji Ruochu finally nodded satisfactorily: Not bad, this staff member is very capable, knowing to give me a chance to perform.
As soon as this thought landed, she heard the staff on that side lavishly praising Ji Ruochu for "not crying or throwing a tantrum".
Ji Ruochu, who thought the staff was deliberately creating a performance opportunity for her... was filled with suspicions about life.
That can't be right! She's already lived two lifetimes, how could she cry over a few toys?
What a joke! Do they really think she's a three year old kid?
"Er... Teacher Ji, the director said there is still a big milk bottle plush toy in that suitcase."
Just as Ji Mochen was about to bring all the luggage in, a director reminded him based on the director's instructions in his earpiece.
Hmm?
Ji Mochen was taken aback: "But this milk bottle... is our Ruochu's tatami mat?"
Ji Ruochu nodded along: That's right, it's a tatami mat, not a plush toy.
"That's also considered a toy, so..."
And so one minute later, the staff who confiscated the milk bottle and the little milk baby with a face full of disbelief at life stood facing each other.
Er... Why do I feel a little guilty?
Ji Ruochu looked longingly at the milk bottle that had accompanied her for three years, still seeming a bit stunned.
"Ruochu, let's endure it, after the show recordings end in a few days we can take it back." Ji Mochen immediately comforted.
Ji Ruochu, whose eyes hadn't left the milk bottle, nodded: "Okay~"
The little girl's voice was soft and tender, but her pair of bright fox-like eyes didn't blink as she watched the milk bottle in the staff's hands.
Those who didn't know the context might think the child was being bullied.
In the end, the staff still turned and left with the milk bottle. But before even taking two steps, the pitter patter of small feet sounded from behind.
The little milk baby took a few quick steps after the milk bottle, then leaned against the door watching yearningly.
Staff: ......
[Hahahaha, heavens, from the staff's expression I see the words "caught in a dilemma".]
[Wuwuwu... How can our Ruochu be so adorable? Her beloved milk bottle was taken away yet she doesn't throw a tantrum, how could the program team bear to do it?]
Seeing this, Ji Mochen was naturally extremely distressed. Ignoring the luggage for now, he directly went up and carried his daughter:
"Let's go, Ruochu. Let's go to the village chief's house for dinner," Ji Mochen said.
After speaking, Ji Mochen directly hugged her and walked quickly in the opposite direction.
What he didn't know was that Ji Ruochu, who was being held in his arms, kept staring fixedly at the direction the staff members had left, even though the milk bottle was getting farther and farther away.
It wasn't until they turned the corner and disappeared from view that she finally withdrew her gaze.
Ji Ruochu sighed, "Ah... Seeing someone off a thousand miles, we must part in the end." "Haha... Help, why am I seeing the emotions of 'loving you but unable to express it' on the face of a four-and-a-half-year-old child?"
"Ruochu: Oh bottle - where are you? - Oh bottle! I can't see anymore - I can't see anything anymore -"
"Is there a sticker of her expression? Please share it for good luck."
"Funny Scene:"
Ji Ruochu: Are you kidding me? Would I be upset over a few toys?
One minute later...
Depressed Ruochu: Farewell, ah bottle...