Chapter 7: Completely Two Different People

Chapter 7: Chapter 7: Completely Two Different People

To ensure a 100% immersive experience for the guests, there would be no cameramen following them during filming. Instead, the show would use hidden and fixed cameras.

So, as soon as the rules were explained, the director left behind 100 yuan of living expenses in an envelope, then led the massive crew away, vanishing completely.

Nan Zhi raised her hand and looked at her watch—

2:36 PM.

They had eaten lunch at the TV station, so they only had to worry about dinner today. That was the one silver lining.

Other than that, there were too many problems that needed to be solved immediately.

Nan Zhi thought for a moment, then said to Nan Yi,

"We need to get this house sorted out, or we won’t have a place to sleep tonight. Why don’t you stay here and clean while I go out for a bit? What do you think?"

Nan Yi, as composed as a little adult, considered her words seriously before nodding.

"Okay."

Nan Zhi then found a plastic basin and a rag in the corner.

The rag was reasonably clean, but the bottom of the plastic basin was caked with a thick layer of dust.

Nan Zhi had to rinse it out three whole times before its folksy red peony pattern was revealed.

Then, Nan Zhi filled the basin with water, soaked the rag, wrung it out, and pointed to various spots around the house, telling Nan Yi where to start cleaning.

Normally, Nan Yi was definitely not the type to obediently listen to Nan Zhi, especially since the two had just had a huge fight yesterday.

But with the more pressing issue of survival at hand, even Nan Yi had to retract his thorns, listening quietly and nodding occasionally.

The viewers in the livestream chat, however, scoffed at the scene—

’A four-and-a-half-year-old kid, and you expect him to understand all that?’

They were determined to see the mother and son, Nan Zhi and Nan Yi, make fools of themselves.

As a result, the viewer count, which had skyrocketed, showed no signs of dropping. Instead, it continued to grow steadily but slowly.

After giving Nan Yi a brief and concise rundown, Nan Zhi pushed the door open and left.

She didn’t say where she was going.

The production team didn’t even have time to react.

By the time they did, Nan Zhi’s slender figure had already disappeared out the door.

The result was that only little Nan Yi was left in the livestream, bustling about.

The audience assumed that as soon as Nan Zhi left, Nan Yi would go wild like a dog off its leash.

But what did they see instead?

Nan Yi actually picked up the rag and started cleaning, following the sequence Nan Zhi had laid out!

His hands were small, and the large rag was a bit hard to grip, so he carefully folded it into a square, held it with both hands, and wiped away the dust with swift, nimble movements.

Nan Zhi was gone for about ten minutes or so.

During that time, Nan Yi didn’t slack off for a single second. He didn’t speak to the camera either, just cleaned silently and diligently, like a tireless little robot.

Even the viewers who had been criticizing him were left speechless.

[I thought this kid was just one of those rebellious, prickly brats, but I’m starting to see him differently now.]

[I’ve been wanting to say this, but after that whole scene yesterday, I feel like the mom is the bigger problem!]

[Actually, Nan Yi is really good-looking. I think he’s the most handsome of the four kids.]

[Hey, hey, hey, don’t fall for it just because they’re playing the victim, okay?]

[We just feel bad for the kid, not for that crazy woman Nan Zhi!]

[Exactly! What did the child do wrong?]

[Am I the only one who thinks Nan Zhi has changed a lot? She’s like a completely different person today compared to yesterday!]

...

Observant viewers had noticed something was off.

After all, Nan Zhi had no intention of hiding anything from the start, and she certainly wasn’t going to change her ways for a "thief."

She was the true owner of this body!

However, no matter how wild their imaginations, it was hard for anyone to come up with something like transmigration.

Just like now—even though some viewers raised doubts, the vast majority still thought Nan Zhi was just putting on an act!

Finally, Nan Zhi returned.

She was holding a long wooden plank in her right hand and carrying an old cloth bag in her left.

She then crouched down by the toppled little table, skillfully took out her tools, and started fixing the table leg.

It wasn’t just the table leg, but also the broken cabinet door, the chipped bed frame, the window that wouldn’t budge... and even the sofa with its foam spilling out!

At first, Nan Yi was able to diligently carry on with his grand cleaning mission.

But eventually, he couldn’t stay focused. His gaze kept drifting toward Nan Zhi, and his cleaning rag hadn’t moved in a long while.

Nan Zhi saw him spacing out, a hint of a smile in her eyes, and beckoned to him.

"Yiyi, come take a look?"

Her voice was cool yet gentle, holding a strange allure.

When Nan Yi snapped back to his senses, he found himself squatting obediently by her side like a little puppy.

Nan Yi clenched his fists. ’I won’t be swayed by her!’

"Want to give it a try?"

Nan Zhi offered him a small hammer.

The firm resistance in Nan Yi’s eyes quickly softened. ’Well, if she insists I try, I guess it wouldn’t be so bad...’

A few seconds later, Nan Yi was holding the small hammer, happily banging away at the spot Nan Zhi pointed to.

No matter how composed and precocious he acted, deep down he was still a four-and-a-half-year-old kid.

Natural curiosity is impossible to suppress!

The audience was almost completely dumbfounded:

[Nan Zhi actually knows carpentry? This could be on the list of the most ridiculous news of the year!]

[Nan Yi looks so happy hammering, hahaha!]

[When I was little, I also loved trailing after my dad and playing with this stuff. It was like playing house, so much fun!]

[Watching the mother and son duo clean up this broken-down house little by little... it’s so satisfying. Who gets it?]

[Alright, Nan Zhi’s paid shills can stop acting! She’s just fixing some rotten wood, but you’re all exaggerating like she built a rocket!]

[If she can get redeemed this easily, then the price for a celebrity to make a mistake is way too low!]

[What’s the use of fixing up the house so well? They should be figuring out how to survive first!]

[I’m just waiting for Nan Zhi to break down in tears and say she can’t film anymore!]

...

The live comments were still a mixed bag.

Some were surprised enough to start changing their minds, while others still felt the mother and son were just putting on a show.

But it was a huge improvement compared to the screen full of curses from the livestream at the TV station that morning.

Meanwhile, Nan Zhi and Nan Yi were so busy tidying the house that they paid no attention to the shifting tides of the live comments.

They spent a full three hours just to get the house cleaned up to a livable state.

But that was all. The house was in terrible condition to begin with. Renovating it would be impossible with just the 100 yuan startup fund the production team had left them.

Unless they earned money by working.

Seeing this, the viewers also grew a little curious—

’What was the job Nan Zhi drew again?’

"Time for dinner."

Nan Zhi checked the time and called Nan Yi to go return the tools with her.

Nan Yi still refused to take her hand, quietly following half a step behind her.

The mother and son walked one in front of the other, maintaining a slightly distant, awkward gap between them.

Along the way, someone on a bicycle passed them from behind.

The alley was narrow and cramped, and it would be easy to get grazed by accident.

As if she had eyes in the back of her head, Nan Zhi reached out an arm to shield him without turning around.

"Yiyi, be careful."

Nan Yi ducked under her arm, his back stiff.

When they started walking again, the distance between them seemed to have closed just a little.