Chapter 7 Mianmian is so cute. Cut it out to make emoticons.

"Senior Sister Sang, I also have good intentions..." He Hui smiled awkwardly.

No matter how dissatisfied she is, she must maintain her image in front of the camera.

She came to this variety show to completely remove her reputation as "Little Sanghe", not to ruin her career.

Sang He looked at He Hui coldly, showing no mercy, "If you have time to take care of other people's children, why not teach your own son well."

Sang He spoke every word, and the smile on He Hui's face could no longer hold on.

Upon hearing this, Mianmian's eyes lit up.

Mom is speaking for her!

The camera caught the lingering micro-expressions, and the barrage immediately started to boil.

【Ah ah ah Mianmian is so cute, just like a glutinous rice dumpling. 】

[I feel so distressed now. How could there be such a sensible child? She was obviously hit, but she still felt that she had done something wrong. She was not happy until her mother spoke for her. 】

[Yes, it’s obvious that Mianmian cried because she was afraid that she would mess up. Those who say that Mianmian has a glassy heart, why don’t they apologize quickly! 】

She couldn't read, so she had to let Sang He read.

After a while, Mianmian said softly: "Well, Mianmian doesn't blame Auntie and Haohao."

"Luo Hao!"

Without continuing to talk to He Hui, Sang He sighed in distress.

[And He Hui and his son, they didn’t apologize quickly when they did something wrong, and they also subtly made Mianmian feel that she was wrong. They are really mean-spirited! 】

At first glance, He Hui seems to be very considerate, but invisibly, he pushes Sang He to the forefront.

"Haohao, apologize to Mianmian!" He Hui said seriously.

A clean person like my mother cannot be contaminated with such dust.

The barrage was filled with bloodshed.

Mianmian didn't think it was anything, but looked around happily.

[If Sang He hadn't come forward, Mianmian would have really thought that she had done something wrong, and the harm it would have done to the child was not the slightest!]

But the more she behaved like this, the more stubborn Luo Hao became. He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Although this bad aunt is very annoying, she doesn't want to cause trouble to her mother.

Mianmian smiled brightly, ran to Sang He with the note, and then handed the note to Sang He.

Looking around, only the bed, the cooking area and the dining table were clean in the whole house. The other places had not been cleaned. There was even a corner with a lot of debris piled up.

[Mianmian is so cute, I want to cut it out and use it as an emoticon.]

As the number of people increases, the words "He Hui and her son apologize" appear more and more on the barrage.

Reaching out to take it, Sang He took a look, and his unchanging expression instantly broke.

The matter was settled at this point, and under the guidance of the director, several people took their seats one after another.

[What does it mean that He Hui makes Mianmian feel that she is wrong? What our Huihui said is right. Didn’t you see that Mianmian didn’t say a word? Who would like such a temperament? 】

Mianmian pursed her lips in grievance, wringing her fingers and standing quietly beside Sang He.

After the first few groups had finished drawing, Mianmian jumped over, put her little hand into the blind box, and pulled out a note.

"First of all, welcome everyone to the Eastern Ancient Village. I hope everyone can have a pleasant stay here. Now we are starting to allocate houses. It is still in the form of drawing lots. Please come forward to draw lots in the order of arrival."

Sang He glanced at He Hui lightly, "No need."

He Hui frowned and her voice became stern unconsciously.

[Are Sang He and his daughter being targeted? Why are they the worst in everything?]

He Hui took a breath and smiled, "Senior Sister Sang, Haohao just loves face. He knows he is wrong. Look..."

At this time, the barrage also became crazy.

He Hui, who was scorned by Sang He, felt a fire surge in her heart. She bit her back molars, thought about it again and again, turned around and pulled Luo Hao over.

Mianmian took a breath and hurried to follow.

She doesn't want to apologize, but she has to create her own character.

But He Hui's fans were not vegetarians and they immediately fought back.

"Senior Sister Sang, if you're worried that you won't get used to living here, let's discuss it with the program team and let me switch with you?"

[I don’t know what Mianmian can pull out this time, but I’m actually looking forward to it.]

After the director finished speaking, the staff immediately brought out a blind box.

Someone kept posting comments on the screen in the live broadcast room.

He Hui took a deep breath and bent down to look at Mianmian again, "Mianmian, are you willing to forgive Haohao?"

After she saw it clearly, she frowned slightly: "Mianmian is so unlucky that she bought the most shabby house."

Seeing Mianmian's appearance, Sang He sighed lightly.

Sang He stood up respectfully, grabbed his suitcase and walked out.

If Sang He really agreed, it would be equivalent to giving himself a bad reputation.

[I really want to die laughing, I am really the chosen one, hahahaha.]

[He Hui’s mother and son quickly apologized to Mianmian! 】

Why did this weird aunt suddenly apologize? Then should she forgive her?

She originally wanted to find the answer from Sang He, but she didn't expect that Sang He still had the same calm expression.

Luo Hao subconsciously said: "I don't want it!"

She is going to start a life with her mother here!

They all couldn't bear to see Mianmian being so wronged, and they were madly accusing He Hui and her son on the barrage.

"Ask Mianmian." Sang He said calmly.

[This can’t be a deliberate show effect, it’s really too miserable.]

[Let’s read on, even if it’s bad, it can’t be bad twice in a row, right? 】

[That’s because Mianmian is sensible and knows not to talk to strangers. Besides, in what way does He Hui seem to be looking towards Mianmian? 】

Thinking of the good luck from before, the barrage immediately started a heated discussion.

He Hui on the side saw Sang He's expression from the corner of his eye, and immediately came over and took a look at the words on the note.

"Next, all mothers can take their babies to their respective houses according to the addresses on the note." The director said with a loudspeaker.

Sang He looked at the dilapidated house in front of him, his brows filled with sadness.

【Why is this little guy so unlucky!】

[It’s obviously Mianmian’s glass heart, and that Sang He, what are you pretending to be? I didn’t see her helping Mianmian when she fell.]

Mianmian opened her eyes wide and glanced at Sang He with some confusion.

Someone recorded this video and posted it online, which led to more and more mom fans in the live broadcast room.

Suddenly, Mianmian walked aside, picked up the broom and swept the floor silently.

Twenty minutes later.

Mianmian is like a curious baby with bright eyes.

But after all, Mianmian was only a four-year-old child and couldn't control the intensity at all. After sweeping it once, the ground was still dirty.

"I'll do it." Sang He frowned, took the broom in Mianmian's hand, and quickly swept the floor.

Once the floor is clean, the whole house looks clean.

Sang He looked at the smiling Mianmian and suddenly said softly: "Mianmian, come here."
Chapter completed!