Chapter 2 — National Lazy Mother

The first task is to gather with the other families.

“Baby Tien Len” is the most famous reality show about parents and children today. The performance team announced that the entire process was broadcast live, with no cutting, no additional filming, and no script.

Of course, only the performance team knows whether there is a script or not. Besides me and Mien Mien, the guests also included the famous little flower girl Hua Van Van and her son Luc Tieu Da; veteran photo Chu Thanh Hoa with his daughter Boi Boi; Actor Co Thoi Nghien has been famous for ten years thanks to his appearance and his nephew Dau Bao. In the original, everyone thanks to this show to increase their fan base. Only I, the control character, was trampled in the mud throughout the entire journey. When I led Mien Mien to the gathering point, the living room was empty. It's early. I fell down on the sofa, took out my phone, and prepared to play a game of puzzles. Mien Mien peeled the tangerine on the table, piece by piece and brought it to my mouth. I opened my mouth to eat. The baby feeds very naturally, I also eat very naturally. Live comments immediately started cursing.

"Is Tham Tri Ha that lazy? You're only five years old and yet you force me to serve you?"

“Other mothers take care of their children, but she lets her children take care of her, which is truly eye-opening.”

"No wonder this type of person can still be a mother after the end of time?"

"Let me say a small word, Mien Mien is so good. If I had a child like that, I would be happy to death."

"Don't bleach. A good child doesn't mean she's a qualified mother."

I looked at the curses on the screen and was about to turn off the comments when Mien Mien neatly folded the tangerine peels into a trash bag. She stood on tiptoe, touching my hair.

"Mom, don't look at the words that scold people. Grandma said when a dog barks, don't turn around. If you turn around, it will think you're afraid of it."

The microphone in the director's hand tilted to one side. Live comments froze for two seconds.

“Did I get scolded by a five-year-old just now?”

“Mien Mien's mouth is so toxic, I like it.”

"Tham Tri Ha, what exactly are you teaching me?"

Outside the door came the sound of rolling suitcase wheels. Hua Van Van is here. She was wearing a white dress, elegant makeup, and holding Luc Tieu Da. Luc Tieu Da wears a small backpack and holds his chin up high when he walks. The camera immediately switched to them. Hua Van Van bent down and smiled at the camera:

"Hello everyone, I am Hua Van Van, this is my son, Tieu Da."

Without anyone's prompting, Luc Tieu Da sat directly in front of the piano and played a piece of music that the performance team had prepared. After the boy finished playing, Hua Van Van's eyes turned red and she hugged him.

“Honey, you're truly amazing. I'm proud of you.”

Live comments exploded.

“My angel mother has arrived!”

“This is called the mother-child relationship, Tham Tri Ha should learn from it.”

"Tieu Da is really well-educated, Mien Mien even scolded the audience for being dogs."

I finished the last tangerine segment, just as I was about to reach for a napkin. Mien Mien brought the paper in front of her. Hua Van Van saw this scene and smiled gently.

"Tri Ha, your Mien Mien is very understanding. But children who are too understanding sometimes make people feel heartbroken. Is it normal for her to lack a sense of security?"

Just one sentence, comment directly and immediately find a new knife.

“That's right, children who understand things too much are forced.”

“Mien Mien is so pitiful, and encounter a mother like Tham Tri Ha."

I rolled the napkin into a ball and smiled and asked:

“Miss Hua studies child psychology?”

Hua Van Van paused:

“No, just a mother's intuition.”

I nodded:

“So your intuition is really busy, as soon as you met me you diagnosed my daughter's illness.”

The smile on Hua Van Van's face was almost unbearable. Luc Tieu Da frowned:

“My mother only cares about the two of you, why are you so impolite?”

Mien Mien put down the tangerine and looked seriously at the boy.

“Adults are talking, it's not very polite for children to interrupt.”

Luc Tieu Da choked, his face turned red. Hua Van Van immediately squatted down and hugged her son.

“Tieu Da just wants to protect mother, I have no evil intentions.”

The director quickly reconciled:

“The children just met each other for the first time, slowly getting to know each other will be fine. Next, we will carry out the task of testing the chemistry between parents and children today."

The mission is very simple. The children covered their eyes, touched four pairs of hands and then found their mother. Hua Van Van is first. As soon as Luc Tieu Da touched the second pair of hands, he immediately called out:

“Mom.”

The boy took off the blindfold and was indeed Hua Van Van. Hua Van Van hugged her child and kissed her. Live comments were filled with compliments. When it was my turn, I held out my hand. Mien Mien wore a blindfold, touched her hands first, and stopped for a moment.

“No.”

Second pair.

“No.”

Third pair. As soon as she touched it, she grasped it tightly.

“Mom.”

I picked her up:

“How did you notice?”

Mien Mien leaned on my shoulder:

“Mom's hand smells like jasmine, and there's also the medicinal smell from the band-aid.”

The director asked:

“Is Mom hurt?”

Before I could speak, Hua Van Van looked down at my hand.

“Tri Ha, why do you have so many small marks on your hands? Shouldn't we pay a little attention before recording? Children will be scared when they see it.”

I pulled down my sleeve.

“This happens when peeling fruit.”

Mien Mien whispered in my ear:

“Mom lied, she made a dress for the bunny yesterday and got pricked by a needle.”

The camera's recording device is too good. Live comments changed again.

“Does she know how to make dresses for girls?”

“These hands don't look like a mother who ignores everything.”

The smile on Hua Van Van's face faded a bit. The director's eyes lit up and he immediately asked:

“Does Tri Ha even know how to make handicrafts?”

I yawned:

“Don't know. It was pierced with more than ten holes before it was sewn."

Mien Mien took out a stuffed rabbit from her small bag. The rabbit is wearing a small floral dress, the needlework is thick and even, and a small pearl is attached to the waist. As soon as Chu Thanh Hoa entered the door, she saw the dress and immediately stopped. She walked over and bent down to look a few times.

“This is not arbitrarily sewn.”

I raised my head. Chu Thanh Hoa stared at me:

“Who did you learn from?”

Just as I was about to open my mouth, Hua Van Van laughed and interrupted.

“Does Thanh Hoa also understand these things? Tri Ha probably only did it because she loved her daughter, it couldn't be called professional.

Chu Thanh Hoa looked at her and did not respond. Her daughter Boi Boi pulled the corner of her mother's shirt:

“Mom, I also want a dress for the rabbit.”

Chu Thanh Hoa patted her daughter's head:

“Go home and mom will buy it for you.”

Boi Boi shook his head:

“I want the one made by mother Mien Mien.”

The living room was silent for a moment. Finally, in the comments section, someone started to object.

“Children have the most honest eyes, This dress is definitely beautiful.”

"Hua Van Van's last sentence sounds strange."

"Don't lead public opinion, are Tham Tri Ha's fans coming again?"

I bowed my head and stuffed the stuffed rabbit back into Mien Mien's bag. Chu Thanh Hoa was still looking at me, as if remembering something. I avoided her eyes.