The room was completely empty except for a bed that looked extremely dilapidated, the kind that could collapse at any moment.

"Mom, that's uninhabitable. How could you let us stay in a room like that? We should..."

"Not as good as what?"

Mo Yan looked at her with a half-smile. She was astonished that she could be so brainless on the show. Calling her stupid was an understatement.

So, people with intellectual disabilities shouldn't go on reality shows; distance makes the heart grow fonder.

Without getting close to those fans, you can deceive yourself into thinking that the person you like is perfect in every way—she can cook, she's polite, and she's a pitiful little thing being exploited by her wicked mother-in-law.

"Why don't you stay here, Mom?"

Mo Bei walked over and said, "It's still habitable after a little cleaning."

Mo Yan walked over and slapped him across the face. The sound of the slap echoed, and Mo Yan's hand was still trembling.

“I really raised a good son, letting me sleep in a collapsed bed.”

After saying that, Mo Yan closed the door.

The production team came over and said, "Teacher Mo Yan's room was like this before. Everyone had to be responsible for installing it themselves. As her son, you really did a great job."

Netizen: [This isn't the production team trying to sabotage him; he's deliberately making himself look bad.]

Netizen: [An Ran isn't a good person either; she thinks the same way. Their self-righteous attitude is disgusting.]

Netizens commented: "Did she come on this show just to ruin her public image?"

Netizen: [What a good son! He doesn't even want to help with chores and makes his own mother sleep in the broken bed.]

Netizen: [My heart aches for Teacher Mo, is she crying?]

Netizen: [That's impossible. I never thought Teacher Mo would cry.]

The scene shifted, and they saw Mo Yan on a video call.

On the other side of the video are a group of students.

I'm writing down the key points now.

Netizens commented: "[This expert is actually taking online classes!]"

Netizen: [I want to hear it! I want to hear it!]

Mo Yan is taking an online class, highlighting key points with a few children.

Meanwhile, Mo Bei and An Ran stared blankly at the collapsed bed.

There's a feeling of not knowing where to start; I have no idea where to begin.

"I'm sorry, my wife. I've made you suffer because of me."

“Honey, it’s okay. How about I go and tell Mom that you can go and rest here while I stay here? She’ll definitely agree.”

Netizen: [These two aren't thinking about what to do, they're already scheming again.]

Netizen: [I've never seen such a shameless person before.]

Netizen: [Garbage.]

Mo Yan was already lying in bed. She could go back after two more days of filming.

After returning, I don't plan to continue filming; instead, I'll go to Medicine King Valley to help out.

Life shouldn't be entangled with ungrateful people forever. Actually, she was ungrateful herself; in her youth, she insisted on neglecting her father's care for Medicine King Valley because of her child, only thinking about that bastard son. [This name is just the name of a valley.]

Mo Bei and the others looked around for a long time but still didn't know what to do. In the end, they could only clean the room casually, make do with the bed, and lie down on it.

Anran felt this was the worst bed she had ever slept in.

early morning……

After Mo Yan woke up, she started cooking porridge, wild vegetable porridge, and fried eggs.

She went outside, saw the houttuynia cordata there, and immediately squatted down to dig some up.

Houttuynia cordata makes a particularly delicious cold dish when mixed with soy sauce.

It's perfect for making porridge. Mo Yan cooked a big pot of porridge and even threw in some grass.

Finally, he went to the director.

"Make sure everyone drinks a bowl. Including your production crew."

"What's wrong?" The director suddenly panicked.

"I'm worried you might not be used to the local water and soil, so each of you should drink a bowl," Mo Yan said to the director.

After considering Mo Yan's medical skills, the directors immediately agreed.

Everyone drank a bowl; the herbal drink actually tasted quite good, with a slightly refreshing flavor.

Several girls who had been suffering from diarrhea miraculously recovered after drinking it.

When Mo Bei and An Ran woke up, they saw houttuynia cordata and the green porridge.

"Mom, what is this?"

"Porridge. Drink it."

When Mo Yan suddenly offered her porridge, she felt something was off and thought there was definitely something wrong with the old woman.

Otherwise, why would they be so kind as to let her drink porridge?

"No need, I don't like porridge, and I especially dislike the taste of houttuynia cordata. Mom, neither of us slept well last night, especially Mo Bei, who slept on the floor to make me more comfortable."

An Ran said this for two reasons. One was to tell Mo Yan how much her son loved her and that he slept on the floor because he was afraid she wouldn't sleep well.

Secondly, the reason your son is suffering is because of you. Because you are unwilling to give us the room.

Mo Yan acted as if she hadn't heard anything and got up to tidy up.

Take it or leave it.

Mo Yan put on her sneakers, grabbed her things, and prepared to leave.

"Today, the program team hopes that everyone can join the villagers here to see honey harvesting and herb gathering."

As for meals, only those who have completed their tasks are allowed to eat.

Mo Bei and An Ran hadn't eaten yet, and they were starving.

Everything looks so delicious I want to eat it.

The villagers stood in front of them to lead the way, taking them to find honey in the mountains.

Everyone is prepared; just follow along.

Suddenly, An Ran spotted a beautiful flower. "Mo Bei, look at that flower, it's so pretty!"

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