Thousands of people disliked them, but after being reborn and correcting their mistakes, they regret

"I want this, and I want this too..."

In a corner out of the camera's view, Lin Ke put a bunch of bottles and jars from her own suitcase into a small suitcase provided by the production team.

Then, trying to cover it up, I grabbed a few pieces of clothing. Just kidding! I need to bring my skincare products; I don't know what kind of work I'll be doing in the village, what if my skin gets rough! I also need to bring foundation and lipstick, there are cameras everywhere, I need to be in top condition!

Just as they were hidden, the camera panned to Lin Ke, and Lao Hu asked, "What did our Lin Ke's dad bring?"

Lin Ke smiled generously: "It's nothing, I just brought some changes of clothes. I'm keeping things simple. Lingling can bring all her luggage; I can carry it."

"Wow, Coco is so honest, she only brought a change of clothes."

"He brought so little of his own stuff, but all the child's things. How thoughtful of him!"

"I love it even more now, waaaaah..."

The comments were all praising Lin Ke. In fact, he didn't even look at Chen Lingling's luggage, and her small suitcase hadn't even been opened. So he had no idea that besides a few simple clothes, it was full of thick books and notebooks, which were incredibly heavy.

Chen Lingling looked at her father with some worry. His arms and legs were thin and pale, with no muscles at all. Could he really lift him?

She quietly tugged at Lin Ke's little finger and whispered to him, "Dad, my luggage is so heavy, can I take some things out?"

Lin Ke was overjoyed. He was so young and already knew how to care for others. He swung his arm, showing off his non-existent muscles: "It's okay, Lingling, Daddy's strong! Daddy can lift it!"

"But..." Lingling hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

"Don't underestimate your father!"

Sigh... Well, alright then, Lingling has no choice but to give up.

"Is there anything you want to bring?" Wen Jingqian asked casually.

"Either is fine," Li Jiajia replied casually.

The conversation between the two people ended there, and they each quickly packed their belongings.

"This...is it over?"

"Such a brief exchange."

"Why is it a bit funny?"

"These are unnecessary! We don't need to bring these. We're going to have to carry him for five kilometers! Do you know how far five kilometers is?" Ji Yuzhi said, hands on her hips, watching Chaochao stuff Nezha toys into the box.

There were more than a dozen Nezha figures of all sizes, and there wasn't even room to put the clothes. Ji Yuzhi couldn't stand it anymore, so he went over and picked out all the Nezha figures and put them back.

Chaochao's eyes were filled with disbelief: "Why did you put my Nezha back? They're not heavy! Didn't you say you liked Nezha too? You lied to me! Waaaaaah!"

The next second, she suddenly pouted, sat on the ground, and burst into tears. No matter how Ji Yuzhi tried to persuade her, she wouldn't get up.

"Can you take one? One is enough!"

Chaochao looked up at him and cried even louder: "Not enough! They are all my brothers! Why do you have to separate us!!!"

"Hahaha, you little rascal, you lied to kids about liking Nezha, now you're in trouble!"

"This kid is hilarious, hahaha!"

"Am I the only one who finds this annoying? It feels like I can't even put my hand inside the screen..."

"Um, he's just a child. Were you able to control your emotions when you were little?"

"How dare you talk like that? I was born with the ability to control my emotions!"

……

Finally, after persuasion from the production team and Ji Yuzhi, Chaochao took his favorite toy, tearfully put the others back, and hugged each toy, saying, "Goodbye, brothers, wait for the boss to pick you up!"

"This kid is so dramatic, hahaha."

"Histrionic personality disorder".

Pei Yin's head was throbbing from the crying, and his temples were twitching. He looked at his child, Wang Ruisheng, who was also a boy. Would he make a fuss too?

Little Sheng Sheng looked up, revealing a smile with a missing tooth: "Dad, don't worry, I can carry my own things!"

Pei Yin was relieved and started packing his luggage. He secretly hid a lot of compressed biscuits in his suitcase. The program rules prohibited bringing food, but he still brought some. When he participated in the talent show before, the rules were very strict, and he was fed like swill. So he secretly hid a lot of compressed biscuits of various flavors under his bed.

Having participated in variety shows before, Pei Yin felt incredibly clever. He figured the production team would definitely make them cook for themselves, which he couldn't do at all. Bringing cookies meant he wouldn't have to worry about himself and his child starving.

The last one was Xu Fan. He asked Fu Chun's opinion first: "Is there anything you'd like to bring?"

"These are all!" Fu Chun pointed to her suitcase, meaning she didn't want to take anything out.

Xu Fan nodded to indicate that he understood. He silently took a backpack out of his suitcase, put some clothes in it, and zipped it up.

"Tsk! Xu Fan has changed tactics again. Is he trying to play the victim by bringing this little bit of stuff?"

"I think he was probably trying to convey that the child brought too much stuff, so he could only bring this much—he was just playing the victim!"

"Speechless. Can't this grown man lift something so small?"

Of course, there were also those who spoke up for him:

"Brother, it's a five-kilometer mountain road, mostly uphill. A backpack is more convenient than a suitcase! Besides, you can't expect a kid to carry his own suitcase!"

"Heh, I knew it was someone with connections! They've even brought out their own paid trolls!"

"...Whatever you say goes."

Everything is almost packed up.

"Dads and kids, you can set off now. Walk for five kilometers, which is the end of this road, and you'll see the residential area of ​​Stone Village. The first dads and kids to arrive will receive a special reward!"

With Lao Hu's command, everyone set off on the mountain path.