The world is broken, the cubs mend it

"I didn't lie..."

Yuanyuan waved her little hand, she was sure she could find it accurately.

"Then I didn't lie!"

Jia Jia retorted unconvincedly that no matter what his father looked like, he would be able to recognize him at once, definitely faster than Yuan Yuan.

Besides, he is a big kid and knows a little more than the little kids.

"..."

Annie was too lazy to argue with him anymore. She just didn't believe that Jia Jia could recognize his father at a glance because he was usually very careless.

This question caused a disagreement among the children. The conservative Yueyue and Annie both thought that they would try their best to find their parents.

You can't ask Xingxing, because if you do, she will burst into tears.

PD led the children to the market, where the adults with makeup on were already among them. All they had to do was appear around the children, but they were not allowed to make any sound or give any signals to the children.

This part is to test the tacit understanding between parents and children, as well as the children's attentiveness.

Weekends are the busiest days for the Qinghe Town market. There are many merchants coming from other places to set up stalls, and the whole street is crowded with people.

"Children, our mission this afternoon is to find mom and dad on this street. They are hiding in the crowd. The first three children who find mom and dad will receive a gold medal!"

The PD raised his hand and pointed to the area with the heaviest traffic, indicating that the children could leave now.

There was a photographer following each child, and everyone dispersed on the spot and walked in different directions.

Yuanyuan looked at the uncles and aunts coming and going around her, tilting her little head and watching them carefully.

Sitting next to a sugarcane stall on the street was a dishevelled beggar, with black and white hair as dry as dead grass, and a dark face full of wrinkles.

He was wearing a crumpled and dirty short-sleeved shirt, with one trouser leg hanging down and one short. There was a big hole at the knee, revealing dark skin, and he was wearing a pair of torn straw sandals on his feet.

Ye Huaixu was the one who spent the longest time putting on makeup among the group. The makeup artist was so meticulous that he even took care of the fake nails.

And because he was too tall and conspicuous, he was asked not to stand up and could only sit here begging for food.

"Young man, why don't you go to work when you are so healthy?"

The lady who brought her grandson to buy sugarcane came closer to look at him. He has all four limbs intact, wouldn't it be better for him to find a job than begging?

"what?"

Ye Huaixu hadn't adapted to his identity as a beggar for a while, and looked at her in surprise.

bang-

A coin fell from the broken bowl in front of him, and the old lady told him to go buy a cake.

"Um...thank you..."

Ye Huaixu looked at the one-yuan coin in the bowl and felt a little touched for some reason.

Yuanyuan looked around in the crowd, her eyes constantly glancing at the stalls around her.

The various barbecue stalls, oden, and local snacks made her smack her lips and almost drool.

After Jia Jia separated from her husband, she ran quickly on the street like a wild horse, scanning the people on both sides.

I didn't see anyone who looked like my dad at all, everyone seemed to look the same.

Chen Jing, wearing a black loose long-sleeved trousers, a big wavy wig and a mask, watched his son run back and forth in front of him twice.

Finally, he stopped in front of Ye Huaixu and shouted, "Dad!"

According to the rules, in order to prevent the children from colluding with each other by identifying people by voice, Ye Huaixu could not speak and could only shake his head at him.

"You are my father!"

Jia Jia looked at him very affirmatively; his eyes seemed familiar.

"?"

Ye Huaixu tightened his lips and felt a little funny. He was very different from Chen Jing in both body shape and facial shape.

This kid might be a little face-blind...

Following Jia Jia's very affirmative tone, the PD of the program team came over to confirm for him.

"No, this is just a passerby."

The show crew will not reveal any information to the children other than their correct identities.

"Really? But I think he looks like my dad."

Jia Jia looked at the PD doubtfully, hesitated for a moment, then squatted down and looked at the beggar's face carefully.

His face seems a little smaller than his father's.

After repeated confirmation from the PD, he left reluctantly.

Xingxing was wandering around the street, and when she saw tall and thin aunts and sisters, she would go up to them to look at their faces.

He walked from the street to the end of the alley without finding his mother. He suddenly sat down on the ground, pointing at the photographer in frustration and ordering him to: "Go help me find my mother."

"No, you have to complete your own tasks."

The photographer tried to reach out to pull him, but he just lay back on the ground and started throwing a tantrum.

Xingxing started to act like a spoiled brat again. After looking around for her mother but couldn't find her, she started crying on the spot, trying to make the program team compromise.

Zheng Yuzheng, wearing a white sportswear, was looking at him from afar, her smooth long hair hidden under a short chestnut wig.

She has a standard beauty face. She looks youthful and sunny in a male costume. She looks like a student in a white baseball cap.

Faced with the child's unreasonable behavior, she frowned and asked the program crew to tell the photographer not to care and just let him lie on the ground and make a fuss.

Annie on the other side was looking carefully at every pedestrian on the roadside. She seemed to see Jia Jia's father, dressed up as an aunt.

But she wouldn't tell Jiajia, she bet Jiajia would never find it.

Yueyue is gentle and patient. When she sees passers-by, she will approach them and ask them if they have seen any strange people.

Unfortunately, there were too many people at the market, and everyone was dressed in their own unique style, so it was hard to tell which ones were weird and which ones were normal.

As Yuanyuan was walking, she stopped at a stall selling fried fish and stood on tiptoe to look at the stall.

"Little boy, our fried fish is crispy and salty. Do you want dad to buy you some?"

The stall owner mistook the child and the staff member holding a camera behind him for father and daughter.

"Is it tasty?"

Yuanyuan put her hands behind her back because she had no money to buy anything since her father was not around.

"Come, try it. Those who have eaten it say it's delicious." The stall owner enthusiastically picked up a piece of fried fish and handed it to her.

"Thank you!"

Yuanyuan took the fish and put it into her mouth. It was indeed as crispy as the stall owner said. She gave her a thumbs up in approval and continued walking forward.

Stall owner: "..."

It is said that there are many good people in Qinghe Town. After a while, a ten-yuan bill appeared in the broken bowl in front of Ye Huaixu.

"..."

Ye Huaixu sat here cross-legged for almost half an hour, but did not see the child.

Where on earth had she gone?

Ten minutes later, she saw the child coming over with his head shaking, chewing a piece of braised beef slice in his hand.

Just now, she passed by a stall selling braised beef with soy sauce. She replayed the scene and asked the stall owner if it tasted good. The stall owner then cut a slice for her to eat.

Yuanyuan glanced and met her father's eyes. She turned around and ran towards the sugarcane stall quickly.