My Secret Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1842 - 1836: Those who are both poor and lazy are truly beyond help.
Upon hearing her words, the expressions on Sophie and Annie’s faces froze.
"You still need to check?" Sophie took a deep breath, trying to suppress her displeasure as she asked.
"Of course. Kitchen hygiene is not to be overlooked. These dishes will be used again tomorrow. How can you use them if they aren’t cleaned properly?"
Sophie took another deep breath, forcing a smile, "We got it, we’ll make sure to clean them."
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The filming content for the second day was to help the village’s poverty-stricken households with hygiene and send care. After that, let the poor households score their performance, and the team with the highest score wins.
The household that Joanna’s team went to was said to be home to a famous bachelor in the village. He was very poor and had not yet found a wife, even though he was in his forties.
The bachelor was poor and lazy. The local authorities had provided him with support, such as giving him several lambs and piglets, and teaching him how to grow melons and fruits to make money. However, he sold all the lambs and piglets shortly after receiving them.
With the money he made, he went straight to gambling and drinking.
When he ran out of money, he would cause a ruckus, crying and demanding compensation and support.
If it weren’t for the Program Group’s arrangements, Joanna wouldn’t have wanted to go and help such a person.
Help the poor, not the lazy.
Some poor people may be able to stand on their own feet after being helped, and thus bid farewell to poverty.
But for those who are both poor and lazy, they are truly beyond salvation.
But Joanna had no choice, as the Program Group had arranged it.
The bachelor’s place was not far from where they were staying, and they arrived after walking for about ten minutes.
Joanna looked at the dilapidated house in front of her and asked the cameraman, "Is this the place?"
The cameraman nodded.
Quin stared at the house, frowning, "This house is too dilapidated, can people still live here?"
"Didn’t you hear what Giovanni said? This is the poorest household in the village. Were you expecting them to live in a good place?"
"But this is too broken. It looks like a dangerous building to me, ready to collapse at any time."
The group entered the yard, and the moment they stepped in, a nauseating smell wafted out.
From outside the yard, they could not see the mess. Only when they walked in did they see the chaos inside the yard.
There were weeds everywhere, and piles of chicken feces and duck droppings on the ground. The smell was unbearable for Porter and the others – they almost threw up on the spot.
"Mom!" Quin covered his nose, not daring to breathe, looking as if he would faint at any moment, "Is this even a place for humans to live? Doesn’t the owner clean this place at all? All this shit on the ground, I feel like fainting just standing here."
Joanna herself almost fainted from the smell too.
The piles of feces on the ground obviously hadn’t been cleaned for a long time.
Maybe they’d never been cleaned at all.
The yard was overgrown with weeds, some of which had even grown to the doorstep of the house. It was clear that the owner had never cleared the weeds either.
Thinking of their task for the day, her brows twitched fiercely.
She had thought today’s task would be simple – just cleaning – and had wondered if the Program Group was too kind.
As it turned out, she had been too naive.
How could the Program Group be so kind?
"Cameron! Why aren’t you coming out yet? The famous star is here at your place, and you’re not coming out to greet her."
Some villagers who had gathered to watch the commotion shouted at the dark room.
After shouting, they turned to Joanna and the others, complaining, "This Cameron is such a lazybones..."
