Director Zou, who had just turned ruthless, smiled in a cryptic manner. The four fathers exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what this unscrupulous businessman was planning.

Hao Guoli quickly fed Lei Bao another small fried dough stick.

Son, eat more, or you might end up eating tree bark and caterpillars in the future!

Chaochao, who rarely listens to anything Director Zou says, is a lazy bum.

As she diligently ate her fried dough stick, she couldn't help but solemnly contemplate the days when she would have no food.

Director Zou, who had kept everyone in suspense, returned to the stage with his hands behind his back, intending to observe the reactions of the guests.

He strode to the table, turned around leisurely, and said, "You..."

Then he saw a half-eaten fried dough stick standing upright in the bowl directly opposite him, and he offered incense to it devoutly.

Director Zou abruptly stopped: "…………"

The director stormed off again.

Click—

After staring blankly for a while, the little dumpling took a bite of the fried dough stick, chewing it slowly.

Jiang Chi scooped up a spoonful of soy milk and fed it to her.

He glanced at the half-eaten fried dough stick. The little dumpling's eating speed had plummeted in the latter half of the meal, and Jiang Chi, worried she was forcing herself to eat more, naturally asked:

"Do you still want some fried dough sticks? If you don't want any, I'll eat them."

Chaochao, still chewing, paused, her soft cheeks twitching, and her bright, almond-shaped eyes looked at her hungry older brother, as if she had made up her mind.

My brother can't cook, so we have to rely on her!

This family needs her.

Jiang Chi, who turned his head and asked in a low voice, unexpectedly received a loving look from the little dumpling, as well as half a fried dough stick full of sincerity.

"…………?"

After a while.

Everyone had almost finished their breakfast, and Leo and Qingqing couldn't wait to start eating the candy that Chaochao had given them.

After composing himself, Director Zou returned to the center of the venue, deliberately avoiding looking in the direction of the little darling, cleared his throat, and laughed loudly.

"After breakfast, we'll be leaving the temporary shelter and moving on to the next camp. Your missions will be assigned upon arrival at the camp."

"Alright, now that everyone has finished eating, let's get going—"

Director Zou's fluent speech suddenly faltered.

Because, before he could finish speaking, the little dumpling who was secretly eating in the corner of his eye suddenly opened its mouth wide and drank the last drop of soy milk.

Then she pulled out a crumpled red plastic bag from behind her back, shook it three times in the air, and instantly transformed into a middle-aged woman holding a banquet at a village wedding. With a "whoosh," she swiftly stuffed the bag with two unfinished steamed buns and a meat bun.

A flurry of actions, as fierce as a tiger.

Faced with the choice between not being able to eat and not being able to finish the food, the diligent little dumpling chose to take the uneaten food home!

Literally.

Director Zou: "…………"

The other onlookers: "(⊙o⊙)..."

Jiang Chi smiled demurely, “Our family is known for its frugality.”

After saying that, he quickly tied a knot in the bag.

There was not the slightest hint of embarrassment at not being given prior notice.

Hao Guoli instantly understood, clapped his hands, and laughed:

"Oh—I was wondering why Chaochao asked PD for a clean bag, hahaha, as expected of Chaochao."

"Then I have to hurry too?"

Seeing this, Teng Yi immediately followed suit and stuffed two hard-boiled eggs into Leo's pocket. This way, in a life-or-death situation, he could replenish some protein and then set off with peace of mind... no, I mean, to stimulate his will to survive!

Hao Guoli and Peng Peng also seemed to have picked out one or two items that wouldn't spoil easily, so that even if they had food for lunch or dinner, they could still eat something to stave off hunger on the road.

Wu Shang hesitated for a moment. He and Changchang both had small appetites and ate less than other families, so they didn't take any.

at last.

Looking at the table where there was hardly any food left, the distraught director was speechless.

"Hahaha……"

Did someone leak the information...?

Their extra meal, which was almost in their mouths, just slipped away...

The meals prepared by the production team are provided in appropriate quantities. It would be a waste to let the guests waste any leftover food, so they usually eat it themselves.

[Haha, Teng, you're such a great actor! Why didn't you put those two eggs in your pocket?! It makes our Leo baby look pregnant! TT]

[Desperate Director Zou: Laxatives, how can this variety show be the same no matter who you film with? (Forgive my wicked laugh hhhh)]

【Oh dear~ you all know, Chaochao is so thrifty and hardworking, she's just trying to support me, waaaaaah hehehehehehehe】

[Please don't mutate in the live stream, I'm scared.]

[Jiang Chi looks like he's been well-trained (Can I say that? *facepalm*)]

[I can say that... because that was also my first reaction (hopeless).]

[Such a pretentious act, like you've never eaten a steamed bun before. Don't secretly feed it to the dogs later.]

Where did this dog come from in the forest...?

[Feeding the dog? Feeding my brother Chi? (＾v＾).Surprise.jpg]

As the live stream continued to lengthen this morning, viewers flooded into the chat room. Liang Beibei's variety show fans gradually calmed down, some laughing heartily, others showering praise on this and that.

Jiang Chi and his sister Chaochao have extremely loyal fans, and their fighting spirit is incredibly strong. Especially after being spurred on by the recent "Pro-Chaochao Movement," they dominated the live streaming room.

Those trolls who infiltrated the rival's territory were now somewhat apprehensive, not daring to act recklessly. The vile insults and personal attacks scrolling across the screen had noticeably decreased.

However, this does not mean that the haters will give up.

They organized a team-building event on Weibo, seizing on sensational literary terms such as "mystery of their origins" and "real or fake rich family gossip" to ridicule, belittle, and spread rumors, attempting to regain lost ground.

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