The next morning.
"Here it comes, here it comes, four live streams, I've finally made it to Fang Miaomiao's live stream."
"Hahaha, even the professional anti-fans aren't as active as the one above."
"It's live, it's live, I wonder what gossip Fang Miaomiao will provide today."
The Fang Miaomiao mentioned by the anti-fans was woken up by a human shield.
She struggled to open her eyes and looked at the top of the head pressed against her chest, taking a deep breath.
Good heavens, no wonder she had nightmares all night. Being pressed down by such a large head, it was strange if she didn't have nightmares.
Fang Miaomiao looked at the roof beam for a moment before carefully moving the person off her to go wash up.
"Miaomiao, good morning."
Cui Mantong from the neighboring room also came out, rubbing her arms sleepily.
"What's wrong with you?" Fang Miaomiao's eye twitched. She mainly couldn't recognize the person in front of her, who was completely different from yesterday's confident appearance.
Her hair was messy, she was dressed casually, and she kept scratching her arms, making Fang Miaomiao almost unable to recognize her.
"Sister Mantong, what's wrong with you?"
"Don't even mention it." Cui Mantong was in a bad mood, looking depressed. "Mosquitoes kept biting me all night."
It was bad enough that they bit her, but the key was that the mosquitoes kept buzzing, making it impossible for her to sleep.
"Don't you have any mosquito repellent coils?"
"Mosquito repellent coils, what are those?" Cui Mantong stopped scratching her arm and looked at Fang Miaomiao blankly. "I know about mosquito repellent spray, but I forgot to bring it."
Seeing her expression, Fang Miaomiao knew she definitely hadn't used any.
Fang Miaomiao couldn't help but laugh and cry. "Sister Mantong, wait a moment."
Saying that, she went back to her room and took out a bottle of floral water.
"Floral water?"
"Yes, mountain villages have many mosquitoes and wild insects, so I prepared some before I came." Fang Miaomiao applied the floral water to Cui Mantong's red, bumpy arm. "Don't forget to light mosquito repellent coils tonight when you sleep."
"Thank you, Miaomiao." Cui Mantong was so touched she felt like crying. "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, and when Sisi takes a bath tonight, you can put some in his bathwater."
It was unclear whether the Hongshan Village didn't have water heaters, or if the production team deliberately chose a family without one, but they could only boil water and use buckets for bathing at night.
"Thank you, Miaomiao." Cui Mantong gave Fang Miaomiao a big hug and complained, "But I won't bathe that guy Sisi. I woke up this morning and didn't see any mosquito bites on Sisi."
She vowed that she would never listen to the nonsense of people on the internet 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 dramatically. She turned and smiled, holding up the floral water towards the person who spoke: "Ah, my dear Sisi is awake. Look at the good stuff Aunt Miaomiao has for us."
"Mom, is this for me?"
"Of course." Cui Mantong, as if presenting a treasure, handed the floral water to Cui Yongsheng reluctantly. "Tonight, we can fight mosquitoes for three hundred rounds."
"Hahahaha, did you see the helpless expression on Sisi's face? So cute!"
"Oh my god, I always thought my wife was a mature woman, but I didn't expect her to be such a little cutie? My wife actually has a dual personality?"
"The one above, it's because of your words that my wife Mantong coaxed me all day."
"Tonghua thanks Fang Miaomiao for the floral water and for her help to Tongtong."
"Gratitude to Fang Miaomiao, plus one. God knows how heartbroken I was when I saw the bumps on Mantong's arm."
"Gratitude to Fang Miaomiao."
Fang Miaomiao's live stream was unusually harmonious. Even when someone came out to sarcastically ask why Fang Miaomiao didn't bring out the floral water earlier, they were blasted back by passers-by and Cui Mantong's fans.
After eating the breakfast prepared by the production team, Chen Tianming began to gather everyone.
"Hello, children."
"Hello, Uncle Tianming."
"Children, was the corn this morning delicious?"
"Delicious."
Chen Jiabao, who loved to eat, replied enthusiastically, "I can eat ten more!"
"Wow, little friend Jiabao, that's great. Do you know where corn comes from?"
Seeing that no other child 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 burst into laughter.
"Children, we've all learned 'Who knows the food on the plate, every grain is hard work,' 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 the plate, every grain is hard work' means."
"Today, the four families will form a large group. Your task is to pick all the corn from Grandpa Lin's one mu of land and transport it to the courtyard."
"If you complete the task, the production team will help prepare dinner tonight. If you don't complete it..." Chen Tianming said with a wicked 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. "How will we solve lunch?"
"One mu is about the size of one and a half basketball courts. Grandpa Lin has promised that lunch will be provided by them."
"Without further ado, children, you can set off." Chen Tianming made a cheering gesture. "Grandpa Lin, please lead them there."
Grandpa Lin was short and tanned, but his eyes were bright and spirited, making him look very energetic.
"Children, this way."
With a wave of his hand, the large group walked towards the cornfield.
After walking for about ten minutes, countless yellowish corn ears came into view.
"Can this really be finished in a day?" Wang Qing felt her legs go weak.
Is this show about us going on a trip or us doing farm work?
Shen Jiani, standing beside her, also had a stomach full of anger with nowhere to vent.
What happened to the promised sightseeing and leisurely travel?
What happened to the promised memorable experience?
What is this?
Can she break the contract and quit?
Not only the guests, but even the staff were stunned.
This was completely different from the initial design.
"Director, what does this mean?"
Chen Tianming took a deep drag from his cigarette. If one looked closely, one would notice his fingers holding the cigarette were trembling. "Don't speak for now. Wait for me to finish this cigarette."
Last night, just as he was about to go to bed, 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 be combined with good traditions, promoting excellent virtues and culture.
Because of that document and phone call last night, he hadn't slept at all.
"The higher-ups value our program so much?"
"Yes, so that's why I modified the content a few days ago."
This opportunity was too important.
If it was successful, their program would be in sync with the higher-ups, and then no one would have any reason to find 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?