Chapter 2: Being Slapped

The so-called "exchange of lives" means letting the second generation of rich people live in the homes of rural children, and then letting the rural children live in the homes of the second generation of rich people.

Let them experience each other's life.

Li Qingqing was taken by the program crew's car to the Sheng family's mansion.

The Sheng family mansion is surrounded by mountains on three sides and covers an area of ​​10,000 square meters. The three-story villa can easily overlook the golf course and sea view not far away.

As soon as Li Qingqing got out of the car, she was overwhelmed by the luxurious atmosphere.

She was not the only one who was shocked.

[Oh my god, it's worthy of the Sheng family! This mansion is so magnificent. ]

[Ahhh, this chosen girl must have accumulated blessings for several lifetimes to have such an opportunity. I am so envious.]

At this time, a middle-aged man in a black uniform walked over slowly: "Hello, Miss Li, you can just call me Uncle Fang. The husband and wife are not at home. You should rest first."

[Is this the butler? I finally saw a living butler outside of a novel! ]

[Novels shine into reality, I can only think about it in my dreams]

Li Qingqing in the camera seemed a little disappointed at this moment.

The husband and wife were not at home...she had already thought about how to win their favor before she came.

"This is a little gift that Mr. and Mrs. Li prepared for Miss Li." Uncle Fang said as he handed over a paper bag with the CHANEL logo printed on it.

Li Qingqing's breath was choked. She took it while pretending to be calm and said, "Thank you, uncle and aunt."

[The little girl is quite generous and decent, isn't she excited? ]

Seeing this, the barrage of comments started to praise.

Uncle Fang didn't show any expression, thinking that most of the rural children were just not familiar with luxury brands.

He asked the maid to lead Li Qingqing into the door, and the luxury inside the door came into the eyes of the audience.

[Living here is almost like being a princess. I suddenly became curious. If Young Master Sheng moved from a place like this to live in the countryside, that would be as difficult as PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, right?]

The camera also happened to cut into Sheng Yuxiao's perspective.

The picture shook twice, froze, and focused on a dilapidated house.

It couldn't even be called a house anymore, as most of it had collapsed and was supported only by wooden beams. It looked particularly shaky in the sudden downpour.

【It’s really a battle for survival...】

[Li Qingqing's family is so poor? How pitiful. ]

The camera turned and first fell on Sheng Yuxiao.

Sheng Yuxiao was stunned: "... So shabby? Just such a shabby place?"

[Mr. Sheng really couldn’t stand it]

Suddenly, Sheng Yuxiao squatted down in front of the camera, his eyes level with Li Xiaoya.

Above their heads were umbrellas held by the staff, shielding them from the rain.

"Is this your home? Do you live in a place like this?" Sheng Yuxiao frowned so tightly that he could pinch a mosquito to death.

[Who is Young Master Sheng talking to? ]

The camera moves down, and the audience sees——

The shivering child stood in front of Sheng Yuxiao, wrapped in a costly custom-made coat. She nodded gently, her eyes and eyebrows wet by the steam were particularly eye-catching.

The audience's gaze paused.

[What a pretty child. Who is this? How did Young Master Sheng get to her house? ]

[Isn't this the Li Xiaoya who loves to lie, has no manners and steals things? ]

[Is the coat she is wearing Sheng Yuxiao's? ]

[Ah, Mr. Sheng, don't talk to her! She's just a little liar! Be careful she might steal your things! ]

"Would you like to come in and have a glass of water?" Li Xiaoya asked, looking up. Her voice was thin and she spoke slowly, with a soft feeling.

Sheng Yuxiao curled the corner of his mouth. Let alone drinking water, he didn't even want to go into this shabby house.

But when the words came to his lips, he met Li Xiaoya's bright eyes and couldn't say them.

"We're home now, why don't we go back?" the staff advised.

It would have been fine if he didn't say anything, but as soon as he started talking, Young Master Sheng's rebellious nature came back.

Sheng Yuxiao put one hand on Li Xiaoya's back, pushed her forward, and said, "Come on, go in."

Li Xiaoya walked cautiously in the wind and rain, but Sheng Yuxiao stepped on the threshold of Li Xiaoya's house with one step.

The already dilapidated house became even more dilapidated.

Sheng Yuxiao: "..."

Sheng Yuxiao: "Don't worry, I will compensate you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of angry curses suddenly rang out from inside, speaking in dialect: "Little whore, you just came back now? Do you want to freeze your grandfather to death?"

The person who spoke had a thick accent and his speech was slurred as if there was phlegm stuck in his throat.

Sheng Yuxiao didn't understand when he first heard it.

Li Xiaoya understood, but she just sniffed lightly, then walked into the door and went to light the firewood.

Then scoop water from a large vat into the pot, and while the water is boiling, place two potatoes on top. This way, when the water boils, you can drink the hot water and eat the potatoes.

Sheng Yuxiao chased after him and asked, "Who is that?"

Li Xiaoya said, "It's Grandpa."

Sheng Yuxiao frowned. Why did his tone sound so fierce?

"What is this?" Sheng Yuxiao turned his eyes and asked.

Li Xiaoya took the time to answer him: "Boiling water."

Sheng Yuxiao pointed at the shapeless pile of dirt and said, "I mean, what is this?"

"It's the stove."

Sheng Yuxiao: "..."

Can this thing be called a stove?

He quickly turned his head to look around.

Earthen walls, broken tiles and thatched roofs make up a home.

There was no light in the room, only the light from the broken hole in the wall. There was no TV, sofa, or coffee table!

There was a tarpaulin hanging not far away, and a figure could be vaguely seen lying behind the tarpaulin. The person who spoke just now should be him.

It's too broken.

It's so fucking broken!

When Sheng Yuxiao was stunned, Li Xiaoya had already boiled the water. She took a white porcelain bowl and poured a bowl of hot water for Sheng Yuxiao.

"Here you go." Li Xiaoya held up the wine with both hands. The skin on her fingers was red from the heat, but the part below her wrist was pale blue. It was because she was frozen.

[This kid is really good! Is he trying to please Mr. Sheng? ]

[Don’t drink, it’s dirty! This house is so dirty]

Completely different from the fierce reactions in the comments, Sheng Yuxiao's eyelids twitched heavily, then he snatched Li Xiaoya's bowl, put it heavily on the earthen stove, and said in a cold voice: "What water do you want to drink?"

[That’s great, Mr. Sheng didn’t drink it]

[After all, he is a country kid, his methods of currying favor are limited, who would be interested in something held by his dirty hands?]

Next second.

Sheng Yuxiao picked up Li Xiaoya and held her in his arms. He turned around and asked the staff with a cold face, "Where can I get a hot shower? Let her take a shower first. She's going to be frozen silly."

I poured him some water even though he was so cold.

Sheng Yuxiao paused for a moment before cursing in dissatisfaction: "I f*cking thought she could take a shower at home. What kind of home is this? What the hell is this? It's just a thatched hut. Even a thatched hut is better than this."

【……ah?】

The mean netizen who posted the barrage felt as if he had been slapped in the face and was stunned.