Chapter 42: Chapter 41: Mianmian is going to show butterflies Chapter 42: Chapter 41: Mianmian is going to show butterflies But Fu Keqi’s unhappiness was fleeting; she quickly regained her composure and smiled at Wang Ze, “Shall we go out and play together?”
“No playing now, little friends, get ready, a new task is coming,” Director Hu suddenly spoke up.
Upon hearing that there was a new task, Fu Keqi returned to Ai Xuexue’s side.
Outside the house, Mianmian watched as Chu Ye placed two little chicks on the ground, squatted down, and instructed them, “Dahuang and Xiaohuang, go find sothing to eat on your own, Mianmian will co to see you when she’s free.”
“Peep peep peep,” the two little chicks happily flapped their wings and ran off.
As Mianmian watched the chicks run away, she looked up at Chu Ye, who was a head taller than her, and whispered with a sweet smile, “Thank you, Brother.”
Her smile was incredibly charming, and her voice was pleasant to the ear.
Chu Ye looked down at Mianmian; his face still lacked any significant emotional change as he gently said, “You’re welco.”
But the tips of his ears were red.
Behind them, Gu Youyou looked between Mianmian and Chu Ye, then suddenly pouted and took Mianmian’s hand. Holding on to it, she looked at Chu Ye with timid eyes, without a word.
Chu Ye glanced at Youyou and walked into the house.
Inside the house, Director Hu was explaining today’s task: “Today, the village won’t provide any als for the whole day, just the stoves. You’ll need to figure out how to get food and wood on your own and then cook it, including breakfast.”
Upon this announcent, Xu Weiwei’s expression imdiately changed.
Just yesterday, having her and her son plant corn was torturous enough, breakfast and lunch were poor, only so simple greens, and not a piece of at in sight.
And now the director wanted them to find their own ingredients and to cook by themselves on these rustic village stoves?
Was he intentionally trying to starve them to death?
In the previous episode, at least the guests were provided with ingredients. Why were there none this ti?
No matter how reluctant Xu Weiwei was, once the task was announced, it was set in stone; the contract stipulated they had to follow the director’s rules. She suppressed her dissatisfaction, took her son’s hand, and wanted to see what the others were planning to do.
“Director Hu, considering our recent arrival, our clothes aren’t quite suitable. Which one is our room? Could you let and Keqi go change our clothes first?” Ai Xuexue asked with a beaming smile.
Director Hu nodded in agreent, allowing a staff mber to lead Ai Xuexue to change clothes.
The newly hired caraman silently followed Ai Xuexue and her daughter upstairs.
anwhile, in the hall, Mianmian was already holding Su Chenfei’s hand: “Seventh grandchild, let’s hurry to find sothing to eat. Huihui, Youyou, and Brother Chu Ye, do you want to go with Mianmian?”
Wang Ze, not hearing his own na from Mianmian’s mouth, was very angry. He let go of his mother’s hand and walked up, standing in front of Mianmian.
But though he stood there, Wang Ze did not speak; he just stared at Mianmian stiffly.
Mianmian found it strange, “Zeze, what are you doing?”
When Mianmian questioned him, Wang Ze turned away and snorted loudly, still without a word.
Mianmian glanced at Wang Ze, not understanding what he was up to. Just then, Chu Ye and Gu Youyou ca over, saying they would join her, so she took Su Chenfei’s hand and sidestepped Wang Ze, walking out of the hall.
Wang Ze, still turned away, expected Mianmian to co and coax him.
At ho, whenever he showed this attitude, grandpa and grandma would always coax him with sweet words. To make him stop being angry, they would even give in to various demands.
Wang Ze had already decided; when Mianmian ca to coax him, he would make sure she wouldn’t play with Gu Youyou or Chu Ye anymore.
But after waiting and waiting without hearing Mianmian’s voice, Wang Ze turned around anxiously, only to discover that Mianmian and the other two little friends had already left.
Wang Ze’s face turned red with anger, and that’s when he realized that Mianmian didn’t like him at all.
Suddenly feeling heartbroken, he began to sob, about to cry aloud.
“What’s wrong?” Just as Wang Ze was about to cry out, Fu Keqi’s voice suddenly sounded in his ear, “You look sad; did sothing happen?”
Fu Keqi was now dressed in sporty attire, with a cat ear sun hat on her head, looking utterly playful.
[Hahaha, Princess Keqi is so cute; Wang Ze probably doesn’t feel like crying anymore, right?]
[Let’s cheer for Princess Keqi; I really like her a lot.]
[Su Mianmian only takes those children to play and leaves out Wang Ze; it kind of feels like bullying.]
Fu Keqi and Wang Ze’s live broadcast room suddenly saw a surge of accounts prefixed with “Keqi” making comnts. Most netizens had already followed the other three children to their broadcast rooms, leaving behind those curious about the other two cuties’ performances.
Noticing that these accounts were making strange comnts, there was much confusion.
[Why bring up bullying over a matter between children? Why don’t you ntion that Zeze pulled out our Little Auntie’s hair the first ti they t?]
[Exactly, I warn you to be objective when you speak and not to blindly set the tone—there’s a precedent for this.]
Viewers argued a bit in the bullet comnts and imdiately soone took screenshots, seizing the program’s popularity driven by Qin Tao’s incident to publish articles.
“Recently popular Little Auntie, suspected of forming a clique with other little guests to isolate Wang Ze, Princess Keqi sweetly rescues the situation.”
The Su Family, seeing this news, broke out in a cold sweat for their little elder.
Is it one after another with these issues?
But if they were to step in and suppress these small squabbles, it might give these people an angle to break through and attack their Little Auntie instead.
The Su Family was anxious for Mianmian, but Wang Ze at the scene was completely ignoring Fu Keqi.
He was crying loudly, turned his head, and rushed into Xu Weiwei’s arms, sobbing and throwing a tantrum, “Let’s go, Mommy, hurry up, I also want to go find sothing to eat!”
Fu Keqi’s face still wore a smile, but her eyes revealed coldness.
What kind of foolish child is this, daring to ignore her? And crying so dirtily, of no use at all.
Because she was in a bad mood, when Ai Xuexue ca over to hold her hand, she didn’t allow it, pretending to be looking at a cabbage butterfly that flew into the room.
Then she ran pitter-patter to Director Hu, her voice sweet, “Uncle Director, can I make a small toy? Not for eating, just for playing with.”
Director Hu was all smiles, “Of course, you can.”
Thus, Fu Keqi found so string in the room and politely asked Ai Xuexue to fetch her so small sticks, squatting on the ground to start crafting.
After Ai Xuexue found the sticks, she asked Fu Keqi with a smile, “Keqi, are you planning to make a toy to attract butterflies?”
Fu Keqi nodded, “Yes, Mommy. I want to make so toys to give to the little friends.”
Mother and daughter conversed, the atmosphere pleasant.
[Our Princess Keqi is using her wit now, huh? Was it an inspiration after seeing the butterfly?]
[A toy to attract butterflies, I’m so looking forward to it.]
On the other side, Xu Weiwei couldn’t persuade Wang Ze, so she approached Ai Xuexue, “Um, President Ai, my son is making quite a fuss, I’ll take him away so he won’t bother you all anymore.”
Ai Xuexue never took Xu Weiwei seriously, and upon hearing her, she nodded, “Go ahead.”
…
In July, the wilds teem with butterflies.
Mianmian and Gu Youyou were also watching butterflies; it was just after 6 a.m., and the butterflies had been resting under the leaves all night, just starting to wake up.
As the two little buns approached, the butterflies flapped their wings and flew away.
“Why are all the butterflies here white?” Gu Youyou asked, “The butterflies in the books are all colorful.”
Seeing Gu Youyou’s interest in the butterflies, Mianmian, happy to indulge her younger counterpart, blinked her eyes, “Wait a mont, once all the butterflies are awake, Mianmian will show you the colorful butterflies.”
Gu Youyou was thrilled, “Yay, Mianmian will show the butterflies, hehe.”
She hopped and skipped, clapping her hands, muttering to herself, the picture of childlike innocence and cuteness.
But as she spoke, Gu Youyou ran up to Chu Ye. The little one took a deep breath, raised her little chin, and said with all seriousness, “Mianmian is going to show butterflies, you know that, right??”
Her tone carried an unusual hint of arrogance.
Chu Ye, a cool little dude, faced with Gu Youyou’s deliberate showing off, just slightly raised an eyebrow, quite nonchalantly, “Oh.”
Gu Youyou was about to be infuriated by Chu Ye’s “oh.”
She stamped her foot, quickly ran to Mianmian’s side, and hugged Mianmian’s arm, not wanting to let go.
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