The guests on the show were completely unaware of the online uproar.

Besides the backstage staff of the production team.

Seeing the top spot on today's variety show charts, Director Zou couldn't stop smiling. In the end, he could only pinch his thigh hard to calm himself down.

It was almost evening, and the adults and children gathered in front of Lei Bao's house.

Tonight's dinner requires the adults to work together, and the program team will provide the ingredients, which is quite considerate.

While Dad and his brothers were discussing what to eat for dinner in the kitchen, Lei Bao proudly led his younger siblings on a tour of his "mansion."

A neat and clean square bungalow.

Chaochao was like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, exclaiming in amazement, "Wow—" as if she had never seen anything like it before.

Lei Bao's family has a TV, so they can watch Peppa Pig.

There's a refrigerator here, so you can drink ice-cold boiled water.

There are clean restrooms here where you can wash your hands.

Speaking of handwashing, Chaochao suddenly thought of something.

She just fed her brother a small steamed bun.

But did you wash your hands after receiving the eggs...?

The little dumpling fell into deep thought, its expression growing increasingly serious.

Three seconds later, she decided to give up thinking.

Never mind, the little steamed buns are for my brother, so as long as they're delicious, it's fine.

Chaochao happily strolled around the Grand View Garden again.

There is also a lonely old lady here.

The master bedroom of the house.

When there was nothing to do, the old man would sit under the eaves of the house in the courtyard, leaning on his cane and watching them bustle about with a kind face.

The children curiously gathered around the old man.

"Grandma, how old are you this year?" Leo asked.

The old man had lost almost all his teeth and his speech was not clear, but he tried his best to pronounce words so that the children could understand him.

"Eight or eleven years old."

Leo blurted out, "Wow, I want to be as old as you."

The child's face was innocent, filled with pure envy.

Lei Bao felt something was off about what he was saying and explained for his younger brother, "Grandma, he meant he wanted to live as long as you."

Leo scratched his head, "Yes, yes, that's exactly what I meant."

The old lady didn't mind at all; instead, she was amused and said that her great-grandson was the same age as them.

Xiaoqing: "Grandma, do you live in this big house all by yourself? Wouldn't it be so comfortable to do whatever you want?"

She thought about how awesome that would be.

The old lady slowly explained that the house was renovated by her children. Her husband had passed away two years ago, and her children all lived in the city, visiting her two or three times a year. Usually, she was the only one living here.

Changchang: "Ah...Grandma, aren't you lonely?"

Leo: "Definitely."

He gets extremely uncomfortable if no one talks to him for an hour.

People then asked her if she usually makes phone calls or video chats.

They were all disappointed to learn that the old lady couldn't use electronic devices.

Lei Bao: "When I grow up, I will definitely spend more time with my grandparents."

Little Chaochao squatted next to her older brother and sister, looking up at the old lady and listening to their conversation. Her almond-shaped eyes blinked rapidly on her soft, chubby face, and no one knew what the little dumpling was thinking.

The old lady had noticed the little baby squatting by the stool long ago, and lovingly patted the little one's head with her aged hand.

He mumbled a vague compliment, "Good child."

Chaochao tilted her head, obediently leaning forward like a little puppy, and said softly, "Then Grandma, you can touch me more."

As a result, the older brothers and sisters, unable to resist, all touched it.

The little dumpling immediately became even more sloppy.

...

After some discussion, the adults finally decided on tonight's menu.

Lei Bao's father, Hao Guoli, was in charge of cooking. His wok-flipping skills drew gasps of amazement from the children at the kitchen door, their eyes filled with admiration.

Wow, Lei Bao's dad is so cool!

The youngest and shortest child inside, Chaochao, stared blankly at the sizzling oil in Hao Guoli's hand, swallowing longingly.

If you calculate carefully, she has already done it in one hour, two hours, three hours...

It's been such a long, long time since I've eaten!

Hao Guoli proudly told the children, "You wouldn't believe it, would you? Before I became a comedian, I was a hotel chef."

Lei Bao nodded: "That's right, I can vouch for it! My dad always cooks at home!"

Teng Yi patted Hao's shoulder as he smelled the aroma, "Teacher Hao, we're all counting on you for this season's meals."

Hao Guoli feigned a sigh: "Sigh, back to my old ways."

Of the five of them, Hao Guoli is the best cook. The other fathers just help out Chef Hao or share the task of making simple vegetables.

Jiang Chi is going to make a dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

It was something Jiang Chi secured during the discussion just now.

Because all he knows how to cook is scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

It's just stir-frying tomatoes and eggs together, adding a little salt, right?

Jiang Chi examined the eggs on the table, frowning in thought.

Unaware that the little dumpling had silently walked up beside them.

"Brother, I'm leaving Xiaomei in your care now."

Chaochao, who was not even as tall as the pool, looked up and held the egg in her two little hands, raising it in front of Jiang Chi.

These five eggs were destined to become a dish as soon as the program team assigned the children the task of fetching eggs.

Chaochao, who has the best relationship with the egg, was named, given prenatal education, and even had a spa treatment.

Everyone thought that Chaochao would be very reluctant to part with her, but to everyone's surprise, the little dumpling agreed without crying or making a fuss.

Having already said goodbye to Xiaomei, Chaochao solemnly entrusted herself to him.

Upon seeing her, Jiang Chi couldn't help but emphasize, "Tsk, this is Xiao Mei."

"Mmm, I know." The little dumpling nodded. "So, brother, you have to cook Xiaomei's food well!"

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