Bring your child to a variety show? Daughter: He is truly my living father!

When Xiao Yang was eating hairy crabs and watching TV in the room.

In the live broadcast room of the other three families.

9:30 p.m.

The factory assembly line is 12 hours.

Li Yong and Chaochao, after eating a bunch of stir-fried vegetables in the cafeteria in the afternoon, had to go back to work in the evening.

It was not until now that they got off work.

Li Yong rubbed his lower back.

He and Chaochao were specially arranged by their friends to sit at a post.

But after sitting for twelve hours, the old waist still felt like it was broken.

Chaochao rubbed his arms, and the corners of his mouth dropped.

He said aggrievedly: "Dad, my hands are so sore and painful."

Li Yong had no time to comfort Chaochao.

He just led him forward: "Hurry up, hurry up, we have to go back to the dormitory to take a shower."

"If you go back too late, there will be no place, no water, and you have to wait for a long time."

Back to the dormitory, this is a bunk bed in a 6-person room.

The bed board is very thin, with only a thin mattress, and it is very hard.

In the middle of summer, there is only one fan in the room.

In this hot air, it does not work at all.

This environment shocked many viewers.

—— "Fuck, what kind of factory is this? Do you eat people? Work so long? The food is not good, and the accommodation environment is so bad."

—— "Hey, the one upstairs, you should not have been in a factory. Many factories are like this."

—— "Why pick? The conditions are much better than our school. Our school has 8 people in a room, and there is not even a private bathroom."

—— "Li Yong is really, in order to educate the children and give them a deep impression, is this too much?"

—— "The one upstairs, what's too much? Children from poor families suffer more every day. These capitalists come to experience it for a day, and it's too much?"

Sure enough, Li Yong and Chaochao, they ran back too late, and they were the last to take a shower.

Chaochao was tired and sleepy, and fell asleep without taking a shower.

But Li Yong didn't sleep well all night.

Dormitory for 6 people.

Some snored, some gnashed their teeth.

There was also the smell of smoke from people smoking on the balcony, and the smell of sweat from people who didn't take a shower.

It tortured him all night.

In another live broadcast room.

It was past 5 o'clock in the evening.

Dai Chuan sent the last child to kindergarten.

It was the end of a day of eardrum bombardment.

Because the kindergarten doesn't care about the children's dinner.

So, the kindergarten doesn't include dinner.

Dai Chuan took out a lunch box.

The food inside was the last bit of the bottom of the pot left from the big pot of lunch at noon.

It was only enough for one person.

He heated it up in the microwave and took it out for Niu Niu to eat.

He was hungry.

Anyway, for adults, skipping a meal won't be a big deal, it's considered losing weight.

——"Hey, Dai Chuan is tired after a day's work, and he still has to go hungry for a meal."

——"This kindergarten teacher doesn't live here. I want to know where Dai Chuan sleeps? Does he sleep in the children's crib at night?"

On the other side.

It was past 9 o'clock in the evening.

Li Yong had just finished his work for the day.

He was so tired that he almost collapsed.

He rubbed his arm and prepared to eat his second meal of the day.

It was said that food and accommodation were included.

But what they ate were some leftovers from the restaurant and dishes returned by customers.

For example, the vinegar cabbage on the table now.

It was a dish that the customer insisted on returning because the dish was served late.

Half of the cabbage was cold.

Ding Li really didn't have the energy to heat it up.

He ate a big mouthful of it in a panic, just to fill his stomach.

He just wanted to finish eating and go to bed early.

The dormitory of the restaurant was next to the kitchen, in a dark warehouse, with a bed.

Not only is there no place to wash.

There is no window, the air is full of smoke, and the air is extremely bad.

Yangyang was hungry all day today and felt very wronged.

Seeing this bed, he couldn't hold it back anymore and cried:

"Dad, I want to go home."

"I want to go home."

Then he took out the mobile phone given by the program team and sobbed.

He had added Xiaoxiao's WeChat a long time ago.

Yangyang took the phone and shouted at Ding Li:

"Dad, look, this is the room where Xiaoxiao and Uncle Xiaoyang will stay tonight."

"Xiaoxiao took a photo and sent it to me in the afternoon."

"Look, it's great!"

Ding Li took the phone and took a look.

As expected, there was a big bed, sofa, toilet, TV, and air conditioner.

There was a Simmons mattress on the bed.

It was just that the window looked desolate.

There were sweet and sour pork ribs, hairy crabs... and beer on the coffee table.

Damn!

This welfare treatment is too good.

Ding Li looked at the phone with envy and asked: "Son, didn't you ask Xiaoxiao and the others where they found it?"What kind of job?"

"We can go there tomorrow."

Yangyang: "I asked, Xiaoxiao said, Uncle Xiao Yang told her that there is a civil affairs unit."

Ding Li thought for a while, muttering:

"Civil affairs unit?"

"Rescue station?"

Audience:???

The words of the father and son were clearly transmitted to the live broadcast room by the radio equipment.

The audience had already burst into laughter.

——"Civil affairs unit? ? 666, Xiao Yang knows civil affairs."

——"Hahaha, rescue station? ? ! Yangyang's father, open your eyes and look, which rescue station has a photo like this? ? "

——"Fuck, I'm also a civil affairs officer, but I'm handling divorces."

——"Fuck, next time I go to the funeral home, I'll tell others that I'm going to the civil affairs department. "

Xiao Yang and Xiao Xiao, however, didn't know about the miserable situation of other guests that night.

They fell asleep early on the Simmons bed.

Because of fear, the photographer could only curl up on the sofa for the night.

Nothing happened that night.

Early the next morning.

"Knock, knock, knock~"

There was a knock on the door.

Xiao Yang was half asleep.

The photographer heard it, sat up in fear, and looked at the door in panic.

Xiao Xiao rubbed her eyes with one hand,

glancing at the two unreliable adults in confusion.

Put on shoes and go to open the door.

It turned out to be the security guard who lived on the same floor - Old Man Zhang.

Old Man Zhang poked his head out and looked down at Xiao Xiao in pajamas.

Ask: "Your name is Xiao Xiao, right? Where is your dad?"

Xiao Xiao pointed to the bed.

Then ran to the bed and pushed Xiao Yang.

"Dad, Dad. Get up~"

Old man Zhang followed in.

I just felt a chill.

Took a look at the 16℃ displayed on the air conditioner and said:

"Heh, you young people turn on the air conditioner so low, it's almost the same temperature as the morgue."

Xiao Yang:???

Xiao Yang poked his head out from under the quilt.

"What's wrong, Uncle Zhang?"

Old man Zhang put his hands behind his back.

"You should get up and go to the cemetery with me for a tour."

Xiao Yang: "So early?"

Old man Zhang snorted: "Look at what time it is."

"I didn't want to bother you, but when I was patrolling the cemetery just now, I found something strange."

Xiao Yang sat up slowly: "What?"

Old man Zhang continued: "Today, just after dawn, I went to the cemetery to patrol and heard two people talking."

"I wondered who came to sweep the graves so early, so I looked around, but there was no one around. ”

“Then I listened carefully. I found that the sound came from underground.”

“So I came back and took you to see it again.”

At this time, there were already quite a few viewers in the live broadcast room, and they heard what Old Man Zhang said.

The barrage rolled frantically.

——“Fuck, what’s going on? Is there really a ghost?”

——“Exciting, Xiao Yang, go quickly, let me see it.”

——“My brother, come and protect me…”

Xiao Yang pointed to his nose: “Me?”

Then he quickly shook his head: “I can’t, I’m afraid of ghosts.”