Around 10 p.m., the first day of live streaming finally came to an end.
The guests were all exhausted, their hair disheveled and their eyes glazed over. Ever since the reservation number was announced, the landline had been ringing non-stop. Eventually, when they couldn't keep up with the calls, Mu Hua simply unplugged the phone line.
As soon as the restaurant opened at 6 o'clock, a large number of people poured into the lobby.
Some came to see the big stars, some came to pet their kids, and some came to eat properly. One person even ate ten cupcakes and still wasn't satisfied.
The situation was as if it were the end of the world, and [Bebe Restaurant] was the only restaurant still serving human food.
When the restaurant closed, the guests left reluctantly, leaving behind a mess.
Everyone was too tired to talk. Some were sitting on the steps, others on the dining chairs. They all looked like they had lost their souls, having just been pulled away from the scene of the zombie siege, and their emotions had not yet fully calmed down.
Mu Hua was feeling slightly better, and he was still using his remaining energy to calculate the day's income and expenses. If things didn't go well today, the accounts would be completely messed up the next morning when he went grocery shopping.
Qiao Lele sat next to Mu Hua, her elbows propped on the table, blinking her big eyes as she watched Mu Hua do the accounting.
Mu Hua caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye, a smug smile spreading across her face.
"I'm good at math, right? Lele, let me tell you, I was really good at math when I was in school. If I hadn't been so handsome and ended up in the entertainment industry, I would at least be a math professor."
Lele propped up its fluffy head, seemingly lost in thought.
A few minutes later, Lele stood up and ran back to her room on the second floor. When she reappeared, she was carrying an ultra-thin laptop.
He walked back to Mu Hua's side, sat down again, turned on the computer, and opened the spreadsheet.
Her fair, delicate hands tapped on the keyboard, and as each formula was entered, rows of numbers appeared on the table.
The camera was pointed at the computer screen in the live stream.
[Lele is creating financial spreadsheets, including a daily income and expenditure log, weekly income and expenditure charts, and an income, expenditure, and profit analysis table.]
[Oh my god, how did he learn to do all this? Lele is only in third grade, right?]
What a treasure trove of a family Du Xiaoruo's is! They appear calm and collected on the surface, but it turns out everyone in the family possesses hidden talents.
After Lele finished the spreadsheet, she pushed the computer in front of Muhua, pointed to the blank space in the spreadsheet, and whispered,
"Uncle Mu Hua, you just need to enter your daily income and expenses into this place, and it will automatically calculate the profit and surplus for the day."
Mu Hua laughed awkwardly, "Haha, hahaha, Lele is really amazing."
He had been careless. He had previously boasted about his math skills, but he was proven wrong online. However, Mu Hua then realized that being good at math and being good at computers are two different things, so it wasn't really a slap in the face.
After quickly finishing the accounting with the forms, Mu Hua looked at the messy hall and kitchen, then looked back at the others, who were all exhausted.
This workload would be terrifying even for someone who works in the catering industry, let alone these guests who are used to being pampered. It's already quite remarkable that they can do this much. In the last season, there was even a guest who burst into tears on the show.
"Everyone, go back to your rooms and rest first." Mu Hua stood up and stretched. "Leave the rest of the work to me."
There's a lot of work to do, including cleaning the lobby, cleaning the kitchen, and washing dishes.
Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, Mu Hua adopted the demeanor of a store manager.
"Go and rest as soon as I tell you to. We have to continue recording tomorrow. I'm a man, I have plenty of energy, this little bit of work is nothing to me."
Ni An stood up from the steps. "Brother Hua, I'll help you pack up. Let the girls take the kids to rest first."
The children were indeed very tired, so they stopped arguing.
After Du Xiaoruo finished showering, she came out of the bathroom and found that Xiaoshu was already asleep on Lele's bed, while Lele was still sitting at his desk, seemingly doing his summer homework.
"Lele, go to sleep early."
Du Xiaoruo took off the towel from her head and used the cool air from the hairdryer to blow-dry her short, ear-length hair.
After drying her hair, Lele had already grabbed her pajamas and was ready to take a shower.
Du Xiaoruo put on a jacket over her pajamas and went downstairs.
Mu Hua and Ni An have just finished cleaning the hall downstairs and are now washing dishes in the kitchen.
The live stream continued, but the guy carrying the camera was a bit tired. He found a spot to set up the equipment and sat down to rest.
There were far fewer viewers in the live stream than during the day, but because of the show's high viewership, millions of viewers were still watching them wash dishes online.
When Du Xiaoruo appeared in the live stream, netizens...
Wow, it's Xiaoruo! Didn't she go back to rest?
Du Xiaoruo rolled up her sleeves and naturally helped tidy up the kitchen clutter.
Wearing housework gloves, she first poured the leftover food from the dishes into the trash can, and then rinsed the dishes with hot water, making it much easier for Mu Hua and Ni An to wash them.
Xiaoruo is truly the kind of quiet, reliable little angel who doesn't talk much.
[I'm a huge fan of hers. Although "slacking off" literature is very popular now, diligence is also a virtue, and hardworking people seem to have an aura about them.]
I just want to know why Xiaoruo has so much energy. She didn't rest at noon, and she still has the energy to keep working. How much effort did she put in?
Is it possible that because I don't talk much, I expend less energy, and naturally, I have more energy left?
Hmm... does wanting to lie in bed all day mean I talk too much?
The three of them worked much faster and finally finished cleaning the kitchen before midnight that day.
Just as Du Xiaoruo was about to go upstairs, Mu Hua suddenly called out to her, pointing mysteriously to the oven.
"Those who work at night are rewarded."
Ni An smiled, turned around and took a large baking tray out of the oven, the steaming hot roasted meat emitting an enticing aroma.
Du Xiaoruo swallowed hard, then walked back.
The three of them opened a large bottle of Coke, the glasses clinking softly together as they enjoyed this secret little pleasure.
In the live stream room,
This is forcing me to order barbecue now.
I just placed the order and told the delivery guy to just leave it at the door and not to wake my son.
[Eating barbecue late at night is unhealthy, isn't it? How about you change your delivery address and send it to my house so I can eat it for you?]
I could hear the scheme the people upstairs were plotting even from Singapore.
Back in her room, Du Xiaoruo covered the security camera with a towel, brushed her teeth again, and lay down on the bed.
After having barbecue for dinner, Du Xiaoruo felt a bit full. In addition, the mattress here wasn't as comfortable as her home, so she surprisingly couldn't sleep.
Du Xiaoruo stared wide-eyed at a lamp shadow on the ceiling. As the shadow flickered, she began to think again about Qiao Qingchuan's infidelity.
She knew her task was to expose Qiao Qingchuan's infidelity, but she hadn't taken action yet. One reason was that there wasn't a suitable opportunity, and another, more important reason, was that Du Xiaoruo always felt that something was wrong with the whole thing.
Now I suddenly understand a logic: what if Xia Qing also knew about Qiao Qingchuan's infidelity all along, but chose to turn a blind eye? This kind of situation happens far too often in wealthy families.
In this situation, if Du Xiaoruo were to rashly expose the matter, it would only make Xia Qing feel even more embarrassed.
Having figured out this logic, Du Xiaoruo got out of bed, found paper and pen on her desk, and wrote down everything she had seen at the Midong Hotel that day.
In this way, on the one hand, we can test Xia Qingye's attitude towards this matter, and on the other hand, we won't expose her shortcomings to her face.
After finishing writing the letter, she left the room and slipped it under the door into Xia Qingye's room.
The next morning, Du Xiaoruo was awakened by a loud music.
She opened her eyes groggily, and it took her a moment to realize where she was.
I fumbled for my phone on the bedside table, held it up to my face, squinted at it, and saw that it was almost nine o'clock.
Du Xiaoruo got out of bed and hurriedly went to the bathroom to wash up. While brushing her teeth, she walked over and knocked on Qiao Lele's door.
After washing up, Du Xiaoruo hurriedly went downstairs, only to find that the lobby was empty and there was no one there.
The music that woke her up in the morning came from outside the door.
Du Xiaoruo and Qiao Lele followed the direction of the music and went outside. When they pushed open the door, they were stunned by the scene outside.
There was an old-fashioned black stereo at the entrance of the small villa, and the music was coming from there.
Mu Hua, dressed in a black tracksuit, was leading Xia Qing and the others in swaying their bodies to the rhythm of the music.
"One, two, three, hey!"
"One, two, three, hey!"
They clapped their hands and wiggled their hips.
Du Xiaoruo, “…” Excuse me, she turned around and tried to slip back into her room.
"Xiao Ruo, Le Le." Mu Hua spotted them and called out loudly, "Hurry up and join the team, a wonderful day starts with exercise."
"Hurry up, don't hold us back," Mu Hua urged.
Du Xiaoruo and Qiao Lele slowly made their way to the corner, then stiffly twisted their bodies in rhythm with the others.
[Hahaha, Du Xiaoruo: "Brother Muhua, are you sure this is really so wonderful?"]
I'm so socially awkward. If anyone makes me dance such an embarrassing dance in public, I'll kill myself right now.
[Du Xiaoruo is so good; although she's terrified, she still tries her best to keep up.]
Am I the only one who finds it heartbreaking to see her trying so hard to keep up? Hahaha, there were several places where she was even moving her hands and feet in unison.
Du Xiaoruo followed at the back of the group, expressionless, acting as a mere tool that could only move her body, while glancing at Xia Qingye out of the corner of her eye.
I don't know if she saw the letter from last night. Xia Qing seemed a little absent-minded, but otherwise appeared normal.
Her clothes and jewelry were meticulously chosen, and her makeup was impeccably exquisite.
Perhaps sensing Du Xiaoruo's gaze, Xia Qing also turned to look at her. Du Xiaoruo quickly looked away and pretended to be dancing very seriously.
After finishing her dance, covered in sweat, Du Xiaoruo planned to go back to her room to take a shower.
As soon as they reached the top of the stairs, they saw Qiao Lele run out of the room in a panic. When he saw Du Xiaoruo, his voice was trembling with tears.
"My little blanket is lost. The little blanket that my mother left me is lost."
"Don't worry, have you searched the room yet?" Du Xiaoruo said, taking Lele's hand and heading back into the room to search again.
Lele's eyes reddened with anxiety, and she choked out, "I've looked everywhere, but it's gone."
"Xiaoruo, Lele."
Just then, someone called out to them from behind.
Xia Qing was also standing at the corner of the stairs and had overheard their conversation. Her expression looked even worse than before.
"Is the blanket you're talking about a very old, milky-white blanket with frayed edges?"
“Yes.” Qiao Lele nodded quickly. “Auntie, have you seen my little blanket? It’s the only thing my mother left me.”
Xia Qingye's face paled even more. "I saw it in the hallway when I went out this morning, and I just threw it into the trash can outside."
As soon as Xia Qing finished speaking, Qiao Lele's body shot out like a small cannonball.
He rushed downstairs, but the trash cans in the lobby were empty.
Du Xiaoruo and Xia Qing followed behind and ran down. Xia Qing said, "Lele, it's the trash can outside the door."
After hearing this, Qiao Lele ran to the door again, but the trash can was still empty.
A passing security guard noticed they seemed to be looking for something and kindly reminded them, "The garbage station staff came this morning; the garbage was already collected."
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