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Jiang Mingzhu protested.

"I'm not convinced."

It’s really weird how this bullshit rating came about.

All the guests looked over.

The female villager held the last piece of chicken and followed the eyes of everyone and looked at the eldest lady in confusion.

Fortunately, the woman is a good-tempered person. She didn't even retort and asked the director directly: "Director, can the score be changed? I want to give full marks to the two children."

Facing everyone's astonished looks, she answered like this.

"I thought about it again, and what they said is right. After all, I came all the way to our hometown and worked very hard to make a dish."

"Although the results are not satisfactory, the hard work cannot be ignored."

The female villager glanced towards the corner of the yard. The big black dog was wagging its tail and barking at her, which showed that it had gotten rid of the terrifying shadow of being dominated by the fat intestines of the pot.

The villagers of Dongli Township are not easy to bully, and the girls from Sichuan and Chongqing are even harder to bully!

Even though the female villager has a fair, round face with thin eyebrows, she would make people angry to death even if she quarreled with her.

How could Jiang Mingzhu not hear that underneath the good-tempered female villager who seemed to change her score, there was an undercurrent of yin and yang hidden in her?

His eyes widened at that moment, and he was pulled by Jiang Baoyu to sit down. The young man frowned, his gloomy expression still very intimidating.

"Don't cause trouble."

Before doing something, you must first think about whether it will have a bad impact on the Jiang family.

Jiang Mingzhu clearly read the meaning in her brother's eyes, grabbed the table with both hands, and her nails left scratches on the wooden table, showing that she was very angry.

Why are you so frustrated after participating in a show?

It’s really boring to be a star, you have to put your family first in everything.

Invisible ropes wrapped around Jiang Mingzhu. Jiang Mingzhu felt out of breath and panicked.

When did I have so many shackles at home before?

After going out, everything was restricted.

It's all this crappy show.

Jiang Mingzhu didn't answer, her face was very ugly, and anyone with eyes could see that she was angry.

But this was not the Jiang family, and no one came to coax her.

Only Jiang Mingzhu’s fans are worried about her.

[No, why are you targeting our Ming Jewelry like this? 】

[The baby is so miserable, give me a hug. 】

[The origin of the proud daughter of heaven is destined to be different from ordinary people...]

[What are you talking about upstairs? ? ? You must have gone to the wrong set. 】

The director is worrying about new problems——

Except for Jiang Mingzhu's group, the other guests got the highest score of ten points. Are all four guest groups going to the fair tomorrow?

This is a result that the program team did not expect.

But looking at the funds bulging in his pocket, this is not difficult.

Not to mention all four groups of guests, even if they buy the entire Dongli Township, it is more than enough. For the first time in their lives, the "Family of Three" program crew experienced what it feels like to have too much money to spend.

If you have money, make whatever you want!

In this way, Jiang Mingzhu and Jiang Baoyu were left.

Although it was the result of completing a task, no matter how you looked at it, the Jiang siblings felt isolated by the program crew and guests.

The director thought for a while and gave a compromise opinion: "Let's do this. When we go to the market tomorrow, Jiang Baoyu and Jiang Mingzhu can go together, but only as companions."

This meant that no matter what the guests ate or played, the brother and sister could only watch.

Everyone showed unbearable looks——

Cruel, too cruel.

Judging from the performance of all the guests, today's competition still ranked first.

In the pickling and sauerkraut session, he not only exceeded the task, but also took the initiative to help other guests.

In the process of cooking for the villagers, the product was well received by everyone.

After the director announced the rankings, everyone had no objections and applauded loudly, but their expressions were extremely dull.

[The guests are all used to it, haha. 】

【Who can defeat her in a deserted field (doge)】

[Jiang Mingzhu is so miserable, I really want to carve the word "miserable" on her thigh. 】

[Don’t say that, I am a well-dressed young lady. If it weren’t for the fun of netizens, who would be willing to suffer in this mess. 】

[Some people are so willing to sympathize with capitalists:)]

It was completely dark, and several very old-fashioned light bulbs with low wattage and dim lights were lit in the courtyard.

In the silence, Ye Fei yawned.

He covered his mouth, trying not to be heard or noticed by others, and made no sound during the entire yawn.

Just when he thought he had not been discovered, a gaze crossed the long table and locked onto him.

"Ye Fei, are you sleepy?"

Ye Fei let go of his hand and shook his head quickly, his anxious expression hidden by the dim light, "No, Aunt Qingqing, I just yawned."

The task is not completed yet, uncles and aunts still have a lot to do.

How could Ye Fei distract them just because he was sleepy?

Although, although he was really sleepy.

Leng Qingqing raised her index finger and tapped on the table: "Director, hurry up and draw lots. The children are all sleepy. Hengheng is so sleepy that he can't even open his eyes."

Huo Yanheng, who was sitting next to him, slowly raised his dark eyes, and a small question mark appeared on his head.

?

Ye Fei's eyes turned red quietly.

Aunt Qingqing...

The director has long been accustomed to her ability to tell lies, but according to the show's procedures, the last round of tasks is to draw lots to determine the guests' accommodation conditions tonight.

The remaining guests will determine the order of room drawing based on their ranking scores.

Jiang Mingzhu was the last one again, and she was so angry that her hair was about to explode.

Jiang Baoyu didn't care, and said nonchalantly: "It's a drawing of lots anyway, and ranking high may not necessarily lead to the best room. It's better to pray for good luck."

That makes sense.

Jiang Mingzhu suddenly lost her anxiety.

She really closed her eyes, clasped her hands together devoutly, and recited silently in her heart.

But the content of the silent recitation is——

"God bless, let Leng Qingqing get the worst room!"