Only Andy and Ellie were left.

In the director and staff selection, the workload of the two was actually the same, so it was really hard to tell the difference.

Who lives in a hut and who lives in a villager's house?

As far as the guests know (spoilers from the director), the thatched hut is a real house made of thatched grass. It not only leaks air at night, leaks water when it rains, but also serves as a dry toilet.

Look at the two female guests in front of you.

One is the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family. She wears a high-cut skirt and has an elegant temperament.

The other one is a world-famous supermodel, the queen of the catwalk, with a strong aura.

It seems... no matter what choice you make, you can't escape 'death'.

The director didn't want to be the bad guy, so he chose the most rustic method and let the two make their own decisions.

- Rock, paper, scissors.

Ellie won.

The joyful smile has not yet appeared on his lips.

The director raised the familiar bright yellow horn: "Let us congratulate Ellie for being out!"

Deafening.

Ellie: “…………”

She forgot - this damn director! What a violation of the rules!

The director instantly showed an old fox smile: "The guests must have been used to it. The convention of our "Family of Three" program team is that the guest who wins first is eliminated, so in this round, Ellie and Shen Han lost, and they will be the ones to live tonight. Guests at the hut.”

The camera shifted to the director's face at the right time: "Good news, good news! After preliminary repairs by the staff during the day, the hut is not as bad as the guests imagined."

Carrying suitcases and standing in front of two thatched houses swaying in the wind and rain, Ellie had only one sentence in her mind.

Director, you idiot!

Unlike Residence No. 1, where the family is big and the business is big, there are only two thatched huts in this small courtyard, one big and one small, scattered close to each other.

There is only one bed in the side room of the big house, while the small house is a woodshed + kitchen.

This means that Ai Li will share a room and bed with Shen Han tonight.

Ellie was fine, she was afraid that Shen Han would kick her out if she didn't want to.

After all, in the Shen family, Shen Han was not even willing to let her take a step into the room.

If it hadn't been for her husband Shen Ji's "beating" of Shen Han in advance, I'm afraid she would have been humiliated by Shen Han so many times when the show first aired.

After walking into the side room, Ellie frowned instantly.

The situation was worse than she imagined: there was not only one bed, but even one quilt. There was a damp and moldy smell in the air. How long had it been since this house had been occupied...

Ellie tried her best to hold her breath and prevent herself from showing a disgusted expression.

Although the environment was difficult, Ellie quickly thought of how the current environment could help maximize her own interests.

You might as well create a motherly persona.

What Ellie was worried about didn't happen.

Shen Han seemed to be shocked, his whole body was listless and listless.

Or maybe he didn't even think about having only one bed.

The two checked in successfully.

Shen Han threw away his backpack, lay on the bed without taking off his shoes, and faced the camera with his butt.

Ellie resisted the disgust in her heart, rolled up her sleeves, wrung out the moisture from the rag, and wiped the room, tabletop, and counter that were covered with cobwebs and dust.

He also found a broom that had not been used for an unknown period of time from the yard and cleaned the entire room.

By the time the cleaning was basically completed, Shen Han had already fallen asleep.

An old-fashioned kerosene lamp was lit on the old and peeling wooden table. The dim candlelight cast onto the wall, casting large shadows.

There are cameras set up in several directions in the corners, and the filming staff have already gone to rest.

Shen Han muttered on the bed and turned over, with a few red marks on his cheeks marked by the hard and old quilt corners.

"Sleep, sleep..."

Ellie hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand, and gently patted Shen Han's shoulder.

As she tucked Shen Han into bed, her eyes were filled with tenderness and tolerance.

It was as if she was really Shen Han's biological mother at this moment.

This mother's affection for her son, this look in her eyes, cannot be faked.

——This is what everyone on the barrage thought, and all netizens were moved.

"If my stepmother has accomplished this, what else is there to say?"

"Shen Ji, how could you possibly marry such a good wife?"

"The revenge of taking a wife is irreconcilable!"

"When I saw Ellie, I believed that there really is such a good stepmother in the world..."

"I'm crying, woo woo hoo."

Ellie's manager, who had been waiting in front of the live broadcast room, saw this scene and immediately made a decision to buy a large wave of water troops and put them in the live broadcast room.

Seeing the rising popularity, the agent smiled with satisfaction.

"Ellie, tomorrow morning, you will see your name at the top of the search list."

At the same time, in another live broadcast room.

Bai Dan's gentle voice lingered in the room, "Little Rabbit said, Grandma, why is your mouth so big..."

She was telling Tian Tian the story "The Little White Rabbit and the Big Bad Wolf".

The daughter in her arms is wearing little white rabbit pajamas, sleeping peacefully, her long eyelashes falling quietly, and her breathing even and long.

Listening to this children's bedtime story, even netizens fell asleep.

The same goes for Andy and his son who are staying in a villager's house. Julie pesters her mother to listen to a bedtime story. Andy turns on his mobile phone and tells his daughter "Mermaid" in pure and mellow English.

There were no problems in all the live broadcast rooms and they were all enjoyable.

There is nothing wrong with all parents and children. Mothers are kind and sons are filial.

*

Huo Yanheng settled King Jiji and planned to spend the night with King Jiji.

"son……"

Leng Qingqing gave a pitiful cry.

Huo Yanheng stuffed the chirping little sparrow into his coat pocket, raised his pupils like paint, and looked at her.

It was as if he was asking with his eyes, "What's going on?"

Under the warm yellow light, mother and son looked at me and I looked at you.

How could Leng Qingqing not notice Huo Yanheng's deliberate alienation? But this matter has nothing to do with the mission.

She forced a smile and said, "Son, why don't you sleep with your mother tonight? We haven't slept together for a long time."

Huo Yanheng looked away: "...No."

It's really full of resistance. In this rejection, there are all true feelings, without any hypocrisy.

"Bad boy, don't you miss your mother's warm embrace at all?" Leng Qingqing rubbed her nose, the window was open, and the cold wind came in, making people want to sneeze.

Huo Yanheng fell into silence.

He simply couldn't understand her nonsensical behavior.

Although it was difficult to understand, he had to admit that Leng Qingqing was really different from before.

Huo Yanheng slowly turned around and walked to the window. He found that with his current height, he could not reach the window sill even if he stood on tiptoe.

Not to mention closing the windows.

He pursed his lips, pulled the chair next to him, stepped on it, and closed the two windows with force, blocking out the cool breeze.

Huo Yanheng turned his head and tried to be as cold as possible: "...I don't want to."

——For the sake of picking up food for herself during the day.

"Oh." Leng Qingqing wrapped herself in the quilt and threw herself on the bed. Lying on the bed, she sniffed, moved a little bit with difficulty, and issued a persistent invitation.

"Son, aren't you afraid of sleeping alone? There is a big bad wolf that will eat children at night. Come up quickly. Mom will protect you."

Huo Yanheng looked at her as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

Leng Qingqing actually saw deep contempt in the eyes of a few-year-old child.

In the end, her tone became lower and lower, she became more and more frustrated, and she became more and more arrogant.

"...Isn't it okay for mom to protect you?"

Huo Yanheng: "What exactly do you want to say."

Leng Qingqing was still stubborn: "Haha, how could mom deceive you? You are mom's biological son. Mom just wants to hold Hengheng and sleep with him at night."

Huo Yanheng: "I'm leaving." He turned around neatly and went to open the door.

"and many more!"

Huo Yanheng stopped and stepped out of the threshold.

He turned around, only to see Leng Qingqing's little face was pale, and her whole head was covered with a quilt, only two big blinking eyes exposed.

She swallowed, frowned pitifully, and finally told the truth: "Okay...Son, let's discuss it...Mom is afraid of ghosts, wait until I fall asleep before you turn off the light and leave..."

"When we get back, I'll let you watch "Bear Bears" for as long as you want!"

"Son, really, mom, please..."

The large, deserted eyes were filled with extremely sincere colors, and if you looked closely, there seemed to be a little bit of crystal clear liquid flickering.

Huo Yanheng was silent for a second, thinking.

Huo Yanheng: "..."

Huo Yanheng: "…………?"

Huo Yanheng: "………………"

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