Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

My parents’ strange attitude during the college entrance examination year, and the fact that they had to leave home for a period of time every year for the past five years.

She had asked before, but they always made excuses, afraid that they were going to meet that person.

Her sister whom she hasn't seen for many years, haha.

Even though she had doubts in her heart, she never suspected that there was something wrong with her parents. If that was the case, where would she go and where would she find her place?

Early next morning

Wen Ning arrived at the agreed location and took the media personnel, that is, the people who were responsible for recording the people's lives, and drove directly to his hometown.

"Reporter Yang, I will keep the hidden camera on throughout the entire process and cooperate with you to record our lives. As for your identity, you are the leader of my company, going to the countryside to experience rural life."

"As for this big brother, well, I'll be your assistant. Come with us. No matter what happens, please don't reveal your identity, okay?"

"If you find something wrong, call the police immediately."

Yang Lan nodded, her expression becoming more serious. "Don't worry, Miss Wen. I'm very interested in rural life, but it's been difficult to find people. If you're willing to help me for free, I'll definitely cooperate."

Wen Ning's smile deepened, her eyes filled with sadness. Once this started, there would be no turning back. She had thought about the consequences and the worst possible outcome.

But she was unwilling to accept this. Even if she had nothing in the end, she didn't want to live the rest of her life with regrets. She wanted to know the truth.

The three of them continued their journey until the afternoon before they finally arrived at Xiaohe Village.

Xiaohe Village is backed by mountains. There are only dozens of households in the village. There is only one school for dozens of villages around it. In the past, she had to climb over two mountains to go to school.

Those hard days now seem sweet when I think about them, because I know there is hope of getting into college and the possibility of changing my destiny.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Yang Lan said softly: "Miss Wen, we have arrived at the village. Your camera can be turned on. Why don't you tell everyone about your childhood experiences?"

Wen Ning nodded and turned on the camera pinned on his chest. A red light was faintly flashing, but it would be impossible to notice if you didn't look carefully.

Twenty minutes passed while he was talking.

"How pitiful! This is what we call studying, while hers is called the Journey to the West. If something were to happen on the way, she'd be dead. After all the hard work, how could she not get into university?"

Wen Ning also opened his own live broadcast room and started both sides at the same time, and by the way, let them see whether the master's calculations were accurate.

The three of them stood in front of the big iron gate and watched her walk forward and push it open.

Then I heard a loud voice: "Who is it? Why don't you just open the door and shout? What are you doing in my house?"

The middle-aged woman, Wang Cuilian, put down the corn in her hand, stood up and walked over. When she saw that it was her eldest daughter, she was startled: "Xiaoning, why are you back? Are you on vacation?"

Wen Ning's heart ached, and he couldn't control his emotions. He said sullenly, "Well, this is my boss, Yang Lan, and her assistant. They heard there's a mountain near my home, so they wanted to come and see it."

"Here's three thousand yuan. It's their food expenses here. Keep it, Mom."

Upon hearing this, the old couple's eyes lit up and they said politely, "Hey, people are here, so why are you still so polite?"

As Wang Cuilian spoke, she took the money and put it in her pocket with a flattering smile on her face: "Leader, please come this way. I'll go clean up the room for you."

Wencheng, Wen Ning's father, looked at them with a certain scrutiny, but didn't see anything and quickly looked away.

Soon it was getting dark. After they finished eating, Yang Lan went upstairs to sleep, leaving only the family of three in the lobby.

Wen Ning was shelling corn while casually saying, "Mom and Dad, I came back this time for two reasons: one is to take the leaders out for fun, and the other is to check the files."

"Files, what files?"

"It's my school record. Even though I didn't get into university, it's still my student record. I'll take it back as a souvenir. If you're free tomorrow, you can go with me."