CHAPTER 371: CHAPTER 371: WILTED BABY BOK CHOY

In the blink of an eye, it was the final episode of "Mountain Patrol Journey."

Generally speaking, shows airing after the Spring Festival aren’t very popular, with variety shows’ ratings typically low during this period. This variety show slump lasts until April before picking up.

Even during a slump, some shows’ schedules inevitably fall into this timeframe.

Among them, only a small portion actively chooses this slot. Since there are no major competing shows at the same time, even if the ratings aren’t very high, as long as they are decent, they can still be hyped up, and no one at the station can blame it.

But over the years, some variety shows have managed to make history.

This year it was "Mountain Patrol Journey’s" turn. Despite being a semi-charitable program, with each episode featuring mountain patrols, encountering people littering cigarette butts and bottles or lighting fires on the mountain, it always involved some education.

Most people don’t like being educated when watching a show; they’re there for fun, not lessons. But "Mountain Patrol Journey’s" brand of education has become increasingly popular.

Initially, some people were skeptical, doubting the celebrities’ influence. But later, they enjoyed the scenery, attracted children, and cute animals. Plus, each episode occasionally featured unexpected incidents, increasing its appeal.

Every time they saw poachers caught and scolded, fugitives apprehended, or clueless individuals lighting fires on the mountains and getting berated, viewers found it immensely satisfying.

Everyone maintained this satisfying mood for the final episode.

[Finale Confetti]

[Where are my sister’s little darlings? Why aren’t they on camera yet?]

[It’s the last episode, shouldn’t there be something special? Like a cat catching a mouse?]

[To the person above, are you referring to poachers or fugitives as mice?]

[Why is Miaomiao so listless again? Hasn’t she already come to terms with losing her baby teeth?]

[This kind of listlessness is a bit like a cabbage that hasn’t been watered.]

The "cabbage" they mentioned sighed softly.

"Sigh."

Upon hearing this, Gu Cheng patted her little head.

"Cheer up."

Tuanzi sighed again, her little soft white face looking adorable yet pitiful.

Even the system couldn’t bear to watch anymore.

[Ancient Martial System: It’s Friday today, you’ll soon get your seven candies, aren’t you happy?]

Tuanzi had a serious expression.

[Miaomiao: Isn’t this what Master meant by treating the symptoms but not the root cause? Miaomiao is little, but Miaomiao knows a lot!]

The system was at a loss for words.

Indeed, the host wasn’t wrong. Even getting seven candies a week was treating the symptoms, not the root cause for her.

In the previous four days, Tuanzi really only ate two candies. Not because she didn’t want more, but because staying in Jiangcheng, she had no one to turn to!

Even when Tuanzi visited the Jiang City Xingyi Boxing Association and dropped all sorts of hints, the president and vice-president pretended not to understand.

At that time, Tuanzi lamented, "I just don’t know enough people. Master was right, the more friends you have, the more paths you have, and the more people you know, the more candies you get!"

If it weren’t for Gu Cheng treating her to a pudding and a mousse yesterday, Tuanzi might have shriveled up like dehydrated cabbage.

[Ancient Martial System: Regardless, it’s work time now, being sluggish is a bit irresponsible]

As a diligent Little Heroine, Tuanzi couldn’t stand such remarks. She immediately perked up, patting her cheeks with her tiny paws to get back in high spirits.

She worked energetically all day, and in the evening, after dinner, she eagerly looked at Gu Cheng.

She said nothing, just stared at Gu Cheng with her big, bright eyes, as if a fluffy tail was wagging furiously behind her.

’Candy, give me candy!’ her entire being was practically shouting.

Gu Cheng pretended not to understand, first taking out his phone to handle some work, then chatting with Wu Ti about recent movies.

Tuanzi widened her eyes.

"Big pot!"

In her urgency, she forgot to mind her accent again, "How can you do this, big pot!"

Wu Ti couldn’t hold back a laugh.

The term "big pot" was just too incongruous with Gu Cheng’s handsome and serious face.

Tuanzi pitifully clung to Gu Cheng’s leg, trying to win him over with her gaze, "You forgot!"

"I haven’t forgotten."

Gu Cheng sighed, "I’ll give it to you in the evening."

"It’s already evening!"

"I’ll give it after the study session."

Tuanzi puffed her cheeks and thought about it, eventually agreeing.

She didn’t feel like seeing the "big pot" now, so she called her buddies and went out.

Once everyone left, Gu Cheng helplessly rubbed his temples.

Wu Ti laughed, "She asks you for candies every day?"

"The more it’s like this," Gu Cheng sighed, "the more I have to control it."

Between episodes, he had witnessed his sister coming up with all sorts of ideas to get candies, sometimes even forgetting her homework.

The impact of candy on her was too significant, and Gu Cheng feared that one day a stranger might offer her candy, and she’d foolishly follow them. So now, he steeled his heart, training her resistance to candies.

But it seemed to have little effect.

"Kids are like this," Wu Ti chuckled.

"Your Wu Yu isn’t like that."

Mentioning his son, Wu Ti’s smile froze, and after a while, he also sighed.

"I wish he were interested in things other than sleeping."

His son would rather sit if he could stand, and lie down if he could sit, lazy all day, quite like Tuanzi’s senior brother.

Since his sister was born, his son’s behavior changed slightly, and he even actively joined him on shows, just to avoid his energetic sister.

There’s been change, but not much.

The two parents exchanged parenting tips.

Tuanzi wandered outside for a while, discovered nothing unusual, and brought her friends back.

Zhou Xiangshang and Yang Heng needed to call their parents, Wu Yu wanted to go back to his room to sleep, so Tuanzi could only practice some martial arts with Wen Jing.

After practicing for a while, it was time to study.

Tuanzi patted her flushed cheeks, wiped her sweat, and sweetly said, "Jing, we have to go back now."

Wen Jing silently glanced at her, patted the dust off her clothes, glanced at her again, and patted the dust off her clothes again.

Tuanzi: "?"

"Jing, why do you keep looking at me?"

The little girl with honey-colored skin and knife-sharp eyes said nothing.

She quickly walked past Tuanzi, suddenly threw something, and ran, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Tuanzi hastily caught what she threw and took a closer look.

"Chocolate!"

It was a pack of chocolate balls, not very big, beautifully packaged.

Through the packaging, Tuanzi seemed to smell the sweet aroma, her little nose twitching several times.

[Ancient Martial System: That kid seems a bit awkward]

Even giving a gift involved throwing it.

"Wow, Jing is so nice!"

Tuanzi was moved to tears, stuffing the small pack of chocolate balls into her clothes, adjusting several times to make sure Gu Cheng wouldn’t notice. Once settled, she bolted after her.

"Jing, wait for me!"

"Jing, Miaomiao really likes you!"

"Jing..."