Lei Bao: "..."

Leo: "..."

Viewers in the two kids' live stream: "..."

Chaochao and Jiang Chi were the first to arrive this time. While waiting for their friends, the little dumpling lay down on the ground, smelling the fresh scent of the green grassland, folded her little hands, and peacefully closed her eyes.

As the children arrived one after another, they all stood by, not daring to disturb Chaochao who was taking a nap.

Jiang Chi, who was standing guard beside Chaochao: "…………"

He lowered his eyes, looking at the little dumpling at his feet that seemed about to be laid to rest, and said with a helpless tone, "Chao Chao, it's time to get up..."

No, I'm not in bed right now either.

Seeing that the little dumpling was still not moving, Jiang Chi squatted down and pinched her little nose: "Wake up, little lazy pig, all the other children have arrived."

With her breathing restricted, Chaochao pouted, her bewildered almond-shaped eyes slowly opening. She sprang up from the grass with a jolt, quickly looking around as if to confirm something.

"Phew... thank goodness."

Chaochao patted her small chest, feeling relieved after surviving the ordeal.

She was just caught and put into Grey Wolf's big iron pot. It turns out it was all a dream. It scared her to death.

Chaochao, the younger sister, has finally woken up.

"Ahhh, Chaochao, we meet again!—"

The children, who had been quietly observing for a while, waved their little hands and surrounded the group. After chatting and catching up, they held hands and ran wildly across the grassland.

Unaware of the situation, the herders, looking from a distance, thought it was a broken sheep pen.

Zou Shilin, embracing local customs, made a grand entrance dressed in a Mongolian robe. The children were immediately captivated by his richly colored and strikingly styled garment, exclaiming "Wow!" in amazement. Even the fathers, Teng Yi and Hao Guoli, were itching to see it too.

Director Zou picked up the megaphone and greeted the guests with a smile before getting to the main topic of the day.

The first thing to do, of course, is to choose a house.

Director Zou said with a smile, "Do you kids remember that in the first episode, the dads and older brothers drew lots for the houses? We said back then that we would let the kids come in the future."

The children replied in unison, "We remember!"

Leo pointed with his little hand and said, "Back then, Brother Jiang Chi even drew the most dilapidated house!"

Leo was quite proud of this and was deeply impressed.

After all, that was one of the rare times when his father wasn't at his worst!

Jiang Chi: "..."

Chaochao, whose hand he was holding, looked shocked, as if she had just found out: "We're actually the most dilapidated?!"

The entire audience: "…………"

All eyes turned to the little dumpling who had spoken, including Jiang Chi's.

No, you're only just finding out?

Shocked by this belated truth, Chaochao raised her head and looked at Jiang Chi, who was looking down, their wide eyes appearing genuinely innocent.

She just thought they were missing a puppy, a pig, and a toilet. Besides, didn't they also have a spider?

The system solemnly presented Leo with a banner: "Thank you, Meng Gu Xia!"

To become a mature Chaochao brother, one needs to hone a superb skill in lying through one's teeth.

Jiang Chi (mature version) calmly pressed down on the little dumpling's head, "It's not dilapidated, it's a historical and cultural house with a long history."

He recalled the profound couplet written on the door panel. Who could argue with that?

The easily fooled Chaochao nodded in agreement; she thought so too!

The drum that Leo had just lifted was ruthlessly covered back up by Jiang Chi.

The other adults didn't expose them, because they were busy turning their heads away to chuckle, while also covering their own children's mouths and reassuring them with their eyes.

It's okay, it's okay, let's not tell Chaochao this cruel truth yet.

Director Zou, whose facial muscles were twitching, managed to straighten his expression several times before finally managing to be somewhat serious. As the fathers had expected, the rules for choosing a room were as follows: the children would take turns drawing cards.

When you come to the Inner Mongolian grasslands, you'll naturally stay in a yurt, but there's one exception. The program provided five rooms this time, including two deluxe yurts, one standard yurt, one simple yurt, and a plain thatched hut.

Xiao Qing declared with great ambition: "I will definitely win that most luxurious steamed bun! Dad, don't you agree!"

Peng Peng, who had the bad luck of tripping and falling on his way out this morning: "...You never know..."

Leo puffed out his little chest: "I have confidence!"

He had just secretly recited a spell to ward off bad luck, and all he had to do in crucial moments was stay away from his dad!

Teng Yi stared at his son, who was two meters away, and secretly considered the possibility of sending his rebellious son back to school for a makeshift cure. First of all, he would need his wife's permission, so it was probably impossible.

Changchang looked at Wu Shang: "Dad, what if I draw the worst one?"

Wu Shang, who had been criticized by netizens, carefully considered his words: "Everyone has to follow the rules. Luck can be good or bad. Even if you are drawn, it doesn't matter. Dad will always be with Changchang."

The calmest person on set was Chaochao. Before the production team asked them to hand over their snacks, she buried her head in a box of small jelly and ate it. After hearing Director Zou briefly introduce the five houses, she licked her lips and sighed with slight regret, "I should have brought the lucky necklace you gave me, brother."

Jiang Chi's expression paused for a moment.

Brainwashed by netizens, he actually thinks it's fine not to bring it...

"It's alright," Jiang Chi said. "Then don't bring it next time either."

Chaochao: "?"

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