After the empress transmigrated, she became the judge of the entertainment industry.

Ye Sanqing had just returned to his room and taken a shower when the staff knocked on the door to ask him to gather.

Her hair was still wet, so she casually draped a towel around her neck to prevent her clothes from getting wet before heading to the yard to assemble.

As everyone gradually arrived, Deng Lingxuan showed a hint of impatience on her face.

She felt like she still smelled of the animals from that afternoon, and seeing that Ye Sanqing had finished showering made her even more impatient.

Ye Wanyin noticed this and immediately said, "Sister, have you taken a bath? Why can I still smell fish?"

Ye Sanqing: "Because fish tastes like fish."

Sheng Hanyu: "The chicken tastes like chicken."

Deng Lingxuan: ?! Why do I feel like I've been shot?

She muttered, "I haven't even had time to take a shower yet."

Seeing that Ye Sanqing's hair was wet, Pan Hongyu quickly said, "Sanqing, you must dry your hair properly in a while. It's cold outside, you mustn't let your head catch a cold!"

Ye Sanqing really didn't know there was such a saying. In fact, she wasn't very sensitive to temperature, but she still replied, "Oh, I see. Then I'll blow it properly when I get back."

[Hilarious! Ye Wanyin tried to pretend to care about Master Ye, but she couldn't even match the level of concern shown by Teacher Pan.]

The fish tastes like fish, and the chicken tastes like chicken, is that alright?

[If you didn't see the picture, you'd think it was praising some kind of food.]

Ye Wanyin was being a bit foolish. It wasn't just Ye Sanqing catching fish today; her words had offended four people at once…

She probably doesn't care.

[Even silly beauties are cute!]

Let's eat something good.

Zhu Song came over and handed out paper and pens to everyone, announcing, "Now everyone can write down the sentence they most want to say to their group members and explain why."

He has to create some conflict!

Ye Sanqing casually wrote two words and put down her pen. Ye Wanyin glanced at her, bit her lip, and pretended to be deep in thought. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she started writing. After finishing, she nodded to herself to show her affirmation.

She's so dramatic, it's just one line!

Let me see what it says!

Everyone quickly finished writing, and Zhu Song asked them to show their work on the boards.

Ye Sanqing: [Shut up]

Ye Wanyin: [I didn't do well enough, but I hope my sister can acknowledge my efforts!!!]

Sheng Hanyu: [Keep it up!]

Pei Canxing: [Dinner was delicious! Bro, you're awesome!]

Ji Wan: [Xuanxuan has grown up and is now taking the initiative to do tasks. I am very pleased.]

Deng Lingxuan: [My uncle won't help me! I want to go home]

Pan Hongyu: [Very good, very obedient]

Yin Xiangming: [...]

Once the answer was revealed, Ye Sanqing's group was clearly the one with the deepest conflict.

Zhu Song decided to talk about the other relatively peaceful groups first, and save the focus for later.

"Dinner was good? What did you eat tonight?" he asked, seemingly very interested.

I was actually quite interested, even though I saw it on the monitor, I just wished I wasn't at that table.

Zhu Song was even considering skipping the work meals tomorrow and just going to Sheng Hanyu's group for a free meal...

Upon hearing this, Pei Canxing immediately launched into a long ode to dinner, also mentioning the pork and cabbage hand-pulled noodles he had for lunch, with the others adding their own comments.

Deng Lingxuan and Ye Wanyin, who didn't eat with them, were both annoyed and drooling.

Deng Lingxuan was drooling; she had no idea Sheng Hanyu could cook and simply wanted to freeload a meal.

Ye Wanyin was furious. She thought to herself, why should Ye Sanqing get to eat the food he cooked? If it weren't for this damn firewood task, she could eat it too!

Pan Hongyu and Yin Xiangming were alright. Yin Xiangming was content as long as he had food, while Pan Hongyu didn't have many other thoughts, only feeling that it was enough for her son and herself to be well-fed.

"I didn't realize Xiao Sheng was such a great chef!" Zhu Song ended the conversation with a compliment, then asked, "Xiao Deng, it's only been three days, and you already want to go home?"

Deng Lingxuan immediately wanted to unleash all her grievances, "Director, you have no idea how awful those chickens were! They even flew over my head!"

She pointed to her head, and everyone looked in the direction she was pointing, and saw a bright tuft of chicken feathers stuck in her hair.

Everyone wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to, except for Ye Sanqing, who laughed out loud. "Your look is quite unique."

Ye Wanyin quickly helped Deng Lingxuan remove the chicken feathers, saying, "Sister, how could you laugh at Xuanxuan? You also worked this afternoon, so you should know how difficult it is to deal with these little animals."

Ye Sanqing: "Oh, then why don't I have fish scales on my head?"

Sheng Hanyu: "Maybe it's because fish scales are indeed not very convenient to fly out..."

After they finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Deng Lingxuan blushed slightly and said angrily, "Don't laugh! You'll see when you go feed the chickens tomorrow!"

“Sure, you go catch the fish, and I’ll feed the chickens, how about that?” Ye Sanqing asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Do we really have to catch fish?" Deng Lingxuan thought of the fish they had brought back earlier, which was quite big; she might not even be able to hold it with both hands.

And it looks like Ye Sanqing caught more than one; she's truly terrifying!

"Just kidding, I've caught all the fish in the pond." Ye Sanqing shrugged.

"I never want to see those chickens and pigs again!" Deng Lingxuan said. "And Uncle should come with me!"

"I...you didn't want to come out today, so I thought I couldn't just sit here without earning any points, so I went out." Ji Wan said, looking at his niece who seemed to have forgotten that he had said he would never go out that morning.

"Hmph, is it all my fault? I knew you were unreliable. I should have come with my cousin!" Deng Lingxuan said, stomping her foot.

“Xuanxuan was amazing today too. She was able to complete the task without my help, right?” Ji Wan could only try to encourage her.

"Yes, I am very good!"

Deng Lingxuan gave a "you all have to praise me" look, but no one applauded. Only Ye Wanyin chimed in, "Yes, yes, Xuanxuan is amazing!"

"Little Deng has made great progress today! Then why is Xiao Ming an ellipsis?" Zhu Song first affirmed Deng Lingxuan's progress, and then continued to ask questions.

"Uh... I... I don't have anything to say." Yin Xiangming came back to his senses, scratched his face, and said softly.

"This segment was designed to allow everyone to speak their minds," Zhu Song explained. "After all, you've spent three days together. Normally, you're all busy with your own lives and rarely get to see each other. These three days are very precious, and we want to hear your true feelings so that we can communicate better."

Pan Hongyu encouraged her, "Just say it, it's okay."

“Then…” Yin Xiangming lowered his head and pondered for a while, then glanced at Ye Sanqing.

Ye Sanqing: We're not buddies, so why do you need me to give you courage every time you want to speak?

"I wonder if I can make my own arrangements?" Yin Xiangming boldly voiced his thoughts.

Indeed, he had plenty to eat and drink with his mother, and she taught him how to do chores, so it wasn't difficult for him.

But he really envied those carefree people. He had just heard that they were cutting cabbages, stringing corn, and going fishing whenever they wanted. He was so envious.

"Is there something you're unhappy about with your mother? Is there something wrong with my arrangements today? Tell me now, and I won't make any arrangements for tomorrow." Pan Hongyu didn't expect her son to be so disrespectful, and her face immediately darkened.

"No..." Yin Xiangming sighed inwardly. It's not that your arrangements are flawed, it's that I simply don't want to follow your plans...

"Since there's nothing wrong with it, what exactly are you dissatisfied with?" Pan Hongyu's anger flared up when she saw him speechless again.

Seeing her like this, Yin Xiangming dared not speak anymore and lowered his head to look at his toes.

Sheng Hanyu: "Teacher Pan, excuse me for interrupting."

He actually noticed the problem between them at first glance, but he didn't want to get involved. After all, the production team didn't invite him to mediate conflicts between other guests.

But since we've come this far, it's okay to say a few words.

"I think Xiaoming means that you could try letting go once or twice and letting him make his own arrangements?"

Yin Xiangming nodded to him with gratitude.

Yes, yes, that's exactly what it means! But he just couldn't say it out loud.

After hearing this, Pan Hongyu calmed down for a moment, thought about it seriously, and then asked Yin Xiangming, "You're not dissatisfied with Mom, are you?"

Yin Xiangming nodded.

"Alright, you don't need to come with me tomorrow, you can make your own arrangements. But don't be lazy, you have to earn back your points." Pan Hongyu instructed, then said to everyone, "Oh, everyone, don't be so serious. I've always been used to making arrangements for him since he was a child, I didn't expect young people to have such their own ideas. So let's go!"

[Looking at it this way, Teacher Pan is alright. Those words just now reminded me of my mom.]

The next thing that usually follows is, "I've raised you with so much difficulty, and now you're not satisfied with me?"

"You've grown up and your wings have hardened, haven't you?"

"You might as well not acknowledge me as your mother at all!"

You all seem to have a lot of life experience...

Sigh, it's all tears when I talk about it.

Sometimes the problem isn't that serious, but it gets blown out of proportion. Teacher Pan is generally a reasonable person; if you encounter someone you can't reason with, you're just going to cry.

I need to show this to my mom later.

Are you sure you won't get yelled at?

Yin Xiangming: ! It's the taste of freedom!

Even if it's only for a day, I'm free!

"That's good, it lets Xiaoming try to do things on his own," Zhu Song said. "Sometimes overprotection is a form of confinement; everyone can think about whether there are similar situations in their own lives."

"So, Master Ye, these two words of yours..." Zhu Song finally brought up the two people with the deepest conflict.

"It means exactly what it says," Ye Sanqing said.

"Uh." Zhu Song paused for a moment, which was rare. Was he really that blunt? Didn't he even try to embellish it?

However, through his observations over the past two days, he has come to know that Ye Sanqing is basically a man of action, who would rather take action than talk, and probably doesn't care about any negative comments.

He simply threw the question at Ye Wanyin, "So, what does Wanyin think of these two words?"