After Lin Cheng went out, Lin Momo came to the dangerous window and watched Lin Cheng walk out of the community through the glass.
Until Lin Cheng disappeared, Lin Momo did not move, still lying quietly by the window.
This scene was transmitted to the live broadcast room.
My daughter looks so pitiful.
Yes, it would be too boring for the daughter to stay at home when dad is out.
There is nothing to do and nothing to play.
Dad has left, why is she still standing
This child is not planning to wait for his father to come back.
…
The audience in the live broadcast room obviously misunderstood Lin Momo.
She was lying by the window not looking at Lin Cheng, but looking for any beverage bottles she could pick up.
At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room saw Lin Momo move.
Just when everyone thought that Lin Momo was finally going to leave the window, they saw that Lin Momo just changed her posture and continued to lie by the window in a daze.
Still standing
It feels like it's becoming a 'Father-Looking Stone'.
This looks like my cat.
My cat doesn’t love me that much. No matter I’m at home or not, its attitude towards me is the same, it ignores me.
Haha, it’s the same in my family.
…
The topic in the barrage area gradually went off track.
Seeing this, Wang Xi and Zhou Qi in front of the computer became a little worried.
"Brother Chen Yu, what should we do if we go off topic? Do you want to find a way to get back to the topic?" Wang Xi asked.
"Or should we go down to the barrage area to warm up the atmosphere?" Zhou Qi also asked.
Chen Yu waved his hand: "No need for now."
After a pause, Chen Yu continued, "As long as the data and popularity are online, it's fine."
Judging from the data, although the topic of this section has gone off track, the popularity of the live broadcast room has not decreased. In fact, the number of barrages has more than doubled compared to before.
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Lin Momo lay by the window for an hour, and the audience watched in the live broadcast room for an hour.
During this period, you can occasionally see a few comments floating across the barrage.
1 hour later…
Woc! Before I knew it, an hour had passed.
This kid is stupid.
I was also stupid. I actually watched the live broadcast for an hour.
Damn, me too. If she hadn’t blinked occasionally, I would have thought my network card was broken, haha.
I'm slacking off, so I'll just watch this.
I don't want to have to look at this picture all day long, do I
Come on, let’s see who can outlast whom.
Just when the audience began to bet on how long Lin Momo would stand there, Lin Momo in the picture finally moved.
—She searched the small yard downstairs but didn’t find any more bottles, and no one was throwing bottles.
Lin Momo felt quite regretful.
Unfortunately, without the key, she couldn't go too far.
Lin Momo stepped back from the window.
It moved, it finally moved!
What is she doing
Seeing Lin Momo rummaging around in the room, the audience raised questions.
Too bored, ready to start 'tearing down the house'? Someone speculated.
As soon as this comment passed by, Lin Momo dug out a basin and two old rags from a pile of sundries nearby.
Is she going to clean up
That's impossible.
What can such a young child accomplish
Was it taught in advance, so that he could create the persona of a sensible child
If that's the case, it's disgusting.
To be honest, I don’t like this kind of character.
It's so disgusting.
…
There are more and more questioning voices in the barrage area.
Fortunately, Lin Momo on this side couldn’t see the barrage and was not affected.
Lin Momo took a basin and fetched some clean water from outside the house. She first used a cleaner rag in the basin to wipe the bed where Lin Cheng and herself slept, and then wiped the furniture and supplies they were going to use.
Lin Momo changed the remaining dirty water and used a towel to wipe the table legs and the floor.
From small to big, from top to bottom.
Lin Momo changed the water in several basins back and forth.
His serious and efficient look doesn't seem like a show at all.
This also caused some changes in the views of the people in the live broadcast room:
She is really cleaning seriously.
It doesn't look like he's pretending.
I also think that if it was an act, there would be no need to do this.
It took most of the day, and although Lin Momo's speed was not fast, after her cleaning, the whole house was becoming cleaner at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wow, my daughter is so well-behaved.
Other people’s children.
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Here, Lin Momo poured out the last basin of dirty water and threw some of the garbage she had picked up downstairs.
When I passed the first floor, I saw several old ladies chatting in the small courtyard of the family living in Room 103.
Seeing Lin Momo walking by the yard, several old ladies looked at her.
"Is this the child who came here to film a TV show?" One of the old ladies approached the others and asked.
"It seems so. I heard he's the child of some celebrity." one person answered.
The other person also nodded and agreed, "Yes, that's her. I saw their parents this morning."
"Really? Which celebrity?"
The person who spoke in front shook his head: "I don't know him, he looks pretty good, but I guess he's not a famous star."
Several people were discussing in low voices.
The announcement that the program crew would be coming here to shoot for a week was posted in advance, but it didn't make much of a fuss and the people who came weren't famous, so as residents here, no one cared much.
"Nowadays, anyone can become a star if they are packaged. Who knows him?" one of the old ladies muttered.
Someone nearby also lowered his voice and said, "And I don't think that child looks like a celebrity's child."
"Yes, he looks just like our grandson."
"Not as well dressed as my grandson."
A few people were whispering to each other when they saw Lin Momo stop when she passed the gate of the courtyard after throwing away the garbage.
One of the old ladies quickly grabbed the old lady who was talking nearby.
"Shh, stop talking, the child is coming."
"Let's talk about it later when she's far away."
Although everyone thought Lin Momo would leave immediately, she turned out to be standing at the gate of the courtyard motionless as if she was frozen.
"Why won't this kid leave?"
"Could it be that she heard us talking just now?"
"It's you who insists that she's not as good-looking as your grandson."
"Didn't you say that, too?"
A few old ladies were shirking the responsibility to each other, and then they saw Lin Momo walking straight towards them.
Looking at the child in front of them, the old ladies smiled awkwardly.
"Where to take out the trash?"
"Yeah." Lin Momo nodded.
"Where are your parents?"
"Go to work and earn money."
“I see.”
"Here are some candies and melon seeds, grab some and eat them." As if wanting to ease the embarrassment of talking bad about someone behind their back, one of the old ladies took the plate of candies and melon seeds in front of her, walked to the gate of the courtyard and handed it to Lin Momo.
Lin Momo whispered "thank you", but shook her head again and said, "No thanks."
"Grandma, are those bottles and cartons next to the fence at the door yours?" Lin Momo hesitated for two seconds and asked the other party.
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang was stunned, but still responded, "Yes."
"You're not going to sell it?"
Lin Momo didn't hear the conversation between the old ladies. She stopped and stared at the pile of waste at the door.
"I was going to sell it, but the scrap yard in front of it moved away, and I can't walk well, so I just left it there."
Lin Momo's eyes lit up.
"Do you need someone to help you sell it?"
Hearing Lin Momo's words, Mrs. Zhang was confused: "What do you mean?"
"I mean, I can help you take these to a scrap yard farther away and sell them. Just give me 30 cents per pound." Lin Momo said.
The pile of waste outside Old Lady Zhang's yard weighs at least 60 to 70 kilograms, and it cannot even be removed in one go.
The price of waste collected by scrap yards farther away will be 30 to 50 cents higher than those near residential areas. In this way, if Lin Momo takes all these to sell together, Mrs. Zhang will not suffer a loss, and she can even earn an extra four or five yuan at a time.
Old Mrs. Zhang understood what Lin Momo said, but she couldn't believe it.
—This is the first time I heard that a celebrity’s child is going to sell scrap.
"Do you really want to sell these?" Old Mrs. Zhang asked again with a strange look on her face.
At this time, the audience who were watching the live broadcast were also shocked.
No way, you're going to sell bottles?!
How did she, a little kid, come up with that
So, she didn't hide those bottles and jars before in order to sell them!
Could it be a script from the program crew
The program crew shouldn’t do this.
The discussion in the live broadcast room was heated. Lin Momo nodded and explained to the other party in a low voice: "The family situation of our family drawn this week is a bit poor, and the living expenses may not be enough for food..."
The old ladies seemed to understand Lin Momo's explanation, but seeing the serious look on the child's face, it didn't seem like she was lying.
"Oh, what's the money?" Old Mrs. Zhang waved her hand and continued, "Those things were originally free. Some shops and fruit stands didn't want them anymore, so they just threw them there. If you want to sell them, just take them away. It's yours no matter how much you buy. You don't have to pay me."
Lin Momo shook her head and insisted, "It has to be divided."
Seeing Lin Momo's stubborn look, Mrs. Zhang said no more, smiled, and said, "Okay, when do you want to take these away?"
"Just these two days."
"Okay, just take whatever you want." Mrs. Zhang said with a smile.
"Thank you." After reaching an agreement with Mrs. Zhang, Lin Momo prepared to go upstairs.
"Come and sit in the yard for a while," invited Old Mrs. Zhang.
"No, I haven't locked the door yet." Lin Momo refused.
"Okay, grab some candy, melon seeds and peanuts to eat." Old Mrs. Zhang once again handed the plate in her hand to Lin Momo.
This time, Lin Momo did not refuse. She grabbed a few candies from the box, said "thank you" again, and left.
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On the other side, Lin Cheng followed the address marked on the prompt and accurately found the Lanchang Street liquefied gas distribution station.
The stationmaster of the distribution station is a middle-aged man in his fifties.
Seeing Lin Cheng reporting in, the other party didn't waste any time and started directly introducing the work he was going to do next.
"Our job is to distribute bottled liquefied gas, and our salary is divided into two parts: a guaranteed salary and an additional delivery fee."
"Let me talk about the minimum wage first," the webmaster paused, and then said, "The minimum wage is 60 yuan a day. You need to complete the delivery of 30 scheduled orders every day. If you fail to complete it, then you will not get this part of the salary."
"The delivery fee income is calculated on a per-unit basis. For each can of liquefied gas you deliver, you can get 3 yuan. The more you deliver, the more you earn. If you deliver 5 cans a day, you will only get 15 yuan. If you can deliver hundreds of orders, I will still pay you the same income."
"You can use the battery car at the distribution station, but you must return it to the station before 9 pm. In addition, you must register if you receive a few cylinders of gas..."
"Do you understand what I said?" asked the stationmaster.
Lin Cheng nodded, but sneered in his heart: If he calculated based on completing 30 orders as a minimum, his daily income would be 150 yuan, which would be 600 yuan in 4 days, just enough to pay off the "debt" to the program team.
The program team is indeed very good at calculating.
At this time, the webmaster handed another list to Lin Cheng: "In addition, these are the orders for this week. They have been arranged from Tuesday to Friday, 30 orders per day. You can take a look."
After taking the task list, Lin Cheng quickly looked through it. There was no regular pattern in the regional distribution of the entire order. It was no exaggeration to say that it was almost spread across every corner of the city.
Needless to say, this should be the "credit" of the program team.
Lin Cheng's face darkened.
The stationmaster coughed twice and said, "If there is no problem, you can start working."
Lin Cheng still had a sullen face.
At this time, not only was the webmaster a little nervous, but even Chen Yu, who was outside the screen and in front of the computer, was worried for Lin Cheng, fearing that Lin Cheng would directly say "no" to this "special care" work order.
Fortunately, Lin Cheng finally nodded expressionlessly.