I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

Inside the ancestral hall, everyone was staring at that line of text.

The door is under the stage.

The phoenix cries out three times.

Old Wu didn't say anything.

Yang Mi remained silent.

She simply pulled Shen Ling'er to her side and never let go of her hand.

Qin Zheng quickly put away the evidence bag.

"Entry to the old opera house is temporarily suspended."

"The copper rings, whistles, and sheepskin patterns were all sealed up."

"Someone is on site guarding the Chen Family Ancestral Hall."

He Chuan finally regained his voice.

"So, what's our mission tomorrow...?"

Qin Zheng looked at him.

"Cancel."

He Chuan nodded immediately.

"Cancel! It must be canceled!"

The director was wiping sweat from his brow.

He now gets weak in the knees whenever he sees the words "opera house", "ancestral hall" and "old gate".

The live stream chat wasn't having it.

"No! I still want to see the old opera house!"

"The police have cordoned off the area, don't be reckless."

"Finally, parent-child reality shows have learned to protect themselves."

"I just want to ask, when will Shen Fei come out?"

Shen Ling'er looked at the evidence bag.

"Officer, please don't drive recklessly."

Qin Zheng asked, "Why?"

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"My dad said, you shouldn't push a door open just because you see it."

"Some doors, no one will invite you from behind."

Qin Zheng paused for a moment.

"I'll write this down."

Zhao Lei whispered, "Captain Qin has gone from being a law enforcement record to a collection of Shen Fei's quotes."

Bai Sisi tugged at him.

"Say less."

Shen Ling'er looked at Yang Mi.

"Mother, shall we go back for dinner?"

Yang Mi was taken aback.

"Can you still eat?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Opening the door won't fill you up."

He Chuan: "..."

This child is emotionally stable, so stable that it would put adults to shame.

That evening.

The production team held an emergency meeting.

The old opera house mission has been cancelled.

All itineraries have been readjusted.

Qin Zheng arranged for plainclothes officers to follow them, but not to interfere with the filming.

The director sat in the community activity room, staring at the task list, and didn't dare to draw a lot for a long time.

Zhao Lei leaned back in his chair.

"Director, how about we try out a safer one tomorrow?"

He Chuan asked, "For example?"

Zhao Lei said seriously, "Go to sleep."

Bai Sisi: "That's called an occupational hazard."

Chen Doudou raised her hand.

"I want to be in a group with Ling'er."

Lin Jia immediately grabbed his hand.

No, you don't want to.

Chen Doudou whispered, "I want to be safe."

Lin Jia remained silent.

She couldn't refute that reason anymore.

Yang Mi looked at Shen Ling'er.

"If the task isn't suitable tomorrow, we won't record it."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"What Mother says goes."

She thought for a moment, then added another sentence.

"But you can't be too timid."

Yang Mi pinched her little face.

"Who are you calling a coward?"

Shen Ling'er immediately changed her tune.

"My dad's a coward."

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's reputation continues to be tarnished by his daughter."

"Sitting at home, cowardice falls from the sky."

Yang Mi smiled; half the crisis was resolved.

The next morning.

The program continues.

He Chuan stood in front of the whiteboard, his smile ten times more cautious than yesterday.

"Dear families, considering safety factors, the production team has rescheduled today's occupational experience."

"All of them are community life services."

"Never involve dangerous scenarios."

Zhao Lei raised his hand.

"Teacher He, you said something similar yesterday."

He Chuan looked at him.

"Shut up."

The screen was flooded with comments.

"Teacher He is so real."

"This show has finally stopped pretending."

The four groups began drawing lots.

Zhou Chen's family was assigned to work at a flower shop.

Zhao Lei's family was selected as community hairdressing assistants.

Chen Hao's family was drawn as car wash workers.

Finally, it was Yang Mi and Shen Ling'er's turn.

He Chuan held his breath.

The director also held his breath.

Shen Ling'er reached out and pulled out the card.

She glanced at it and handed it to Yang Mi.

Yang Mi lowered his head.

Helper at a waste recycling station.

The activity room was silent for two seconds.

Zhao Lei clapped his hands.

"Safety!"

He Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is really safe."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"Scrap metal?"

He Chuan nodded.

"It's about helping uncles and aunties sort cardboard boxes, plastic bottles, and old appliances."

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"I know how to do that."

Yang Mi asked, "You can do that too?"

Shen Ling'er spoke with righteous indignation.

"My dad said there's money in the junk."

He Chuan's lips twitched.

"Mr. Shen is quite down-to-earth."

10:00 AM.

The production crew arrived at a waste recycling station next to the community.

The courtyard is not big.

Cardboard boxes are piled on the left, and plastic bottles are piled on the right.

Inside, there was a weighbridge and an old electronic scale.

The boss's surname was Ma, he was in his forties, wearing a gray vest, and had a cigarette between his fingers.

He saw the camera and smiled warmly.

"Celebrities collect recyclables too?"

Yang Mi smiled.

"Experience life."

Boss Ma looked at Shen Ling'er.

"Kid, don't run around, things here are dirty."

Shen Ling'er looked around.

"It doesn't matter if it's dirty."

Boss Ma was taken aback.

Shen Ling'er continued, "Just don't make it dark."

Boss Ma's smile froze for half a second.

The live stream immediately perked up.

"She's here. I knew something was up as soon as she opened her mouth."

"Scrap yard owners are in danger."

"Black Balance Radar activated."

He Chuan quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint."

Boss Ma pushed over several bags of plastic bottles.

"Today's task is simple."

"Separate the bottles by type: clear, colored, and oily."

"Flatten the cardboard."

"The pay is thirty yuan per hour."

Yang Mi nodded.

"Can."

Shen Ling'er had already squatted down next to the pile of cardboard.

She pulled out a cardboard box from a delivery and looked at the tape.

"This cannot be pressed directly."

Boss Ma frowned.

"Why not?"

Shen Ling'er opened the cardboard box.

There was an old power bank tucked inside.

The outer shell is bulging.

Yang Mi's expression changed.

"Is this dangerous?"

The plainclothes officers arranged by Qin Zheng immediately approached.

Boss Ma quickly said, "Oh dear, who threw that in there? I didn't notice."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"You did notice."

Boss Ma's face stiffened.

"Little kid, don't talk nonsense."

Shen Ling'er pointed to the edge of the cardboard box.

"You avoided this corner when you moved it."

"You know there's something inside."

Boss Ma's smile vanished.

The live chat exploded.

"Can a junkyard be used to investigate a case?"

"It's not a case, it's a safety hazard."

"A bulging power bank is really dangerous; it could explode."

Yang Mi's face darkened.

"Boss Ma, this kind of thing shouldn't be mixed in with cardboard, right?"

Boss Ma scratched his head.

"I was just thinking of picking it out separately later."

Shen Ling'er said, "You want to finish pressing before you choose."

"It will smoke if it's crushed."

Boss Ma, shut up.

He Chuan quickly instructed the staff to hand the power bank over to the community for processing.

The mission continues.

Shen Ling'er didn't say anything more.

She started sorting the bottles.

Pack the transparent bottles in one bag, the colored bottles in another bag, and store the oily bottles separately.

The action is fast.

Chen Doudou was still battling with the water gun at the car wash.

Zhao Lei's hairdressing assistant had already tied the cape backwards.

Zhou Xiaoyu is carefully trimming leaves at the flower shop.

In the four-screen live stream, Shen Ling'er's side looked most like she was at work.

Yang Mi looked at her.

"Your dad taught you to collect recyclables?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"He took me to collect bottles."

Yang Mi was stunned.

"When?"

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"When you're filming."

Yang Mi took a deep breath.

Shen Fei.

You're really something.

The live stream audience was laughing hysterically.

Yang Mi: I'm on the red carpet, and you and your father are picking up bottles?

"Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's parenting course has been updated again."

"There's money hidden in junk, that's absolutely true."

One hour later.

Boss Ma started weighing and settling the bill.

Thirty-six jin of cardboard.

The plastic bottle weighs 22 jin (approximately 16 kg).

Nine pounds of old iron parts.

Boss Ma glanced at the electronic scale.

"A total of eighty-six pieces."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"wrong."

Boss Ma's face stiffened again.

"Little friend, what's wrong?"

Shen Ling'er pointed at the scale.

"Six pounds of cardboard are missing."

Boss Ma smiled.

"You can even tell the weight?"

Shen Ling'er said, "Yes."

Boss Ma shrugged.

"Then how much will you say?"

Shen Ling'er patted the cardboard box.

"Around forty-two jin."

Boss Ma's face darkened.

"You're ruining my business."

Yang Mi walked to her daughter's side.

"Boss Ma, please weigh it again."

Boss Ma was unwilling.

"Even celebrities shouldn't bully small businesses, right?"

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"My dad said that you can earn hard-earned money by running a small business."

"You can't make money by dishonest means."

Several elderly men and women who came to sell recyclables stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the scale?"

"I felt there wasn't enough when I came last time."

"Boss Ma, could you please weigh it for them again?"

Mr. Ma was surrounded and had no choice but to put the cardboard back on the weighbridge.

Display: 42.5 jin.

The scene was quiet.

The comments scrolled across the screen.

"It's that black scale again!"

"How can she even estimate the weight of cardboard boxes?"

"Shenyang Aircraft Corporation: Waste Recycling Specialty Course"

Boss Ma got anxious.

"This weighbridge wasn't zeroed out just now!"

Shen Ling'er walked over, squatted down, and pressed the button twice next to the weighbridge.

The display screen flickered.

After resetting to zero, it became negative six pounds again.

He Chuan understood.

"You deducted six pounds in advance?"

Boss Ma's face turned red.

"Machine malfunction!"

Shen Ling'er reached under the weighbridge and pulled out a small magnet.

"The fault is quite round."

The courtyard instantly erupted in chaos.

"How heartless!"

"No wonder there's always so little!"

"Refund!"

Boss Ma panicked.

"Stop filming! Stop filming!"

The cameraman took a step forward.

The image is clearer.

The plainclothes officers arranged by Qin Zheng immediately showed their identification.

"Market regulators will be here soon."

Boss Ma's legs went weak.

Yang Mi looked at Shen Ling'er.

"You figured it out a long time ago?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"There was iron powder on the edges of his shoes, and his hands smelled of magnetism."

"Also, the way he looked at the scales wasn't like he was looking at a tool, it was like he was looking at his wife."

He Chuan: "?"

Zhao Lei, who was hearing this from a distance, almost dropped his scissors.

"Was this description taught to you by Mr. Shen?"

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"It was my own idea."

Yang Mi rubbed his forehead.

This is not as good as what Shen Fei taught.

The settlement will be recalculated.

The cardboard weighed 42.5 jin.

The plastic bottle weighs 22 jin (approximately 16 kg).

Nine pounds of iron.

In addition to the reward for reporting safety hazards, the community gave him a public welfare subsidy of 200 yuan on the spot.

Yang Mi Group's income today: 268 yuan.

Although it's not as many as the previous ten thousand.

But the comments section was even more entertaining.

"This is what a professional experience should be like!"

"Shen Ling'er can even help elderly people get justice by collecting recyclables."

"While other kids were earning wages, she was reforming the industry."

Before being taken away, Boss Ma was still dissatisfied.

"Little girl, who taught you that?"

Shen Ling'er took off her gloves.

"My dad."

Boss Ma choked.

These two words have now almost become the highest interpretive authority in the program.