Fang Miaomiao's eyes lit up when she saw the things.
"What did your mom see?" Cui Yongsi scratched his head and thought of an adjective, "Like a hungry wolf spotting food."
"I don't know," Wen Yan'an shook his head. From his vantage point, he could see a large expanse of grassland, and not far from it, a cliff-like area.
Then, he saw his stepmother squatting down in the grass.
Not only were the two children confused, but even Cui Mantong was bewildered. She watched Fang Miaomiao rummaging around in the grass and couldn't help but squat down beside her, asking, "Miaomiao, what are you looking for? The production crew wouldn't have thrown food into the grass, right?"
"Not looking for the production crew's food," Fang Miaomiao replied briskly without looking up. "There's something delicious in here."
"Delicious?"
Cui Mantong subconsciously glanced at Cui Yongsi, who then looked at Wen Yan'an.
Small heads, big questions.
Wen Yan'an looked helpless and shook his head, saying, "Actually, I can honestly say I don't know either."
"Found it."
"Miaomiao, what exactly are you looking for?" Cui Mantong leaned closer.
"Here," Fang Miaomiao carefully, as if holding a treasure, opened her palm towards Cui Mantong. "It's this."
"What is this? A fruit?" Cui Mantong blinked blankly at the small, oval, pinkish-white fruit about the size of a little finger on Fang Miaomiao's palm.
"This is called a digu, a wild mountain fruit, very sweet," Fang Miaomiao said with a joyful mood.
In her previous life, before entering the entertainment industry, her favorite thing was to work with her grandmother in the mountains. Her grandmother always liked to pick various wild fruits for her to eat.
"Really, I'm not lying to you."
Looking into those clear, hopeful eyes, Cui Mantong found herself unable to refuse.
She washed the fruit, called digu, with water from her canteen and put it into her mouth.
A wave of sweetness swirled on her tongue.
"How is it, delicious?" Fang Miaomiao looked at Cui Mantong with shining eyes.
Under her eager, expectant gaze, Cui Mantong nodded. "It's very delicious, sweet, but not just sweet like other fruits. It's truly delicious."
"Right? Right? I think so too," Fang Miaomiao chuckled foolishly. "There's a lot of this kind of grass here. Since there's still plenty of time, shall we pick some of these fruits to eat later?"
"Of course."
Those clean eyes made it impossible for anyone to refuse.
Having received an affirmative answer, Fang Miaomiao excitedly pulled Cui Mantong along, introducing what was edible and what wasn't.
The two little ones exchanged glances and then clustered around, asking to help pick.
"Okay, okay."
As Fang Miaomiao picked digu, tears suddenly fell uncontrollably.
She missed her grandmother.
In her previous life, she had chosen to enter the entertainment industry for her grandmother's medical expenses. Later, she spent less and less time with her grandmother. In fact, when her grandmother passed away in the hospital, the people at the company, to avoid affecting her filming schedule, even forbade the hospital from informing her.
She had worked hard for so long, yet she didn't even get to see her grandmother one last time.
Grandma.
【Do you guys think Fang Miaomiao seems a bit off?】
【I've actually wanted to say this for a while. Personally, I feel Fang Miaomiao has been rather careless since the livestream started. This is probably the first time this episode she's actively pulled someone over to explain a fruit.】
【No, didn't you notice? Her body trembled just now, and then she raised her hand to her face. That action looks like she's crying.】
【The biggest joke I've heard this year is that Fang Miaomiao would cry.】
【I agree. Putting aside other things, just one point. I'm truly, unusually impressed by Fang Miaomiao. She's like she has no shame. No matter how much others slander her, she remains indifferent. If I had her thick skin, I would have been successful in society long ago.】
【Anyway, no matter what you say, at this moment, I feel sorry for Fang Miaomiao. I feel like she's very lonely, completely out of place with everyone else here.】
With this bullet comment, strangely, no one rebutted.
"Out of place?" Wen Zhiyan looked at the comment and, recalling his feelings from that night, frowned slightly and then pressed his phone.
"Master Wen." Xin Xuanlai quickly knocked and entered.
"You, investigate Fang Miaomiao again."
Xin Xuanlai was somewhat taken aback and instinctively asked, "Didn't you already review the previous files, Master?"
Wen Zhiyan rubbed his forehead. He couldn't possibly say he suspected the Fang Miaomiao in front of him had been swapped. "Just investigate. Remember, preferably during this period after she accepted the variety show."
Although Xin Xuanlai was confused, he also knew some things were not his to question. "Understood, Master. I'll arrange it immediately."
At this moment, Fang Miaomiao had no idea that a moment of genuine emotion had brought her to the brink of her identity being exposed.
"Miaomiao, your eyes?"
"Huh?" Fang Miaomiao chuckled foolishly, raising her arm to wipe her face casually. "A gust of wind just blew some dirt into my eyes."
"Just now?"
If she remembered correctly, there hadn't seemed to be any wind just then.
"Um, you guys wait here for a moment. I think I just saw the production crew's basket. I'll go get it now."
Saying that, Fang Miaomiao placed the digu in her hand in front of Cui Mantong, then held up a finger and made a number. "It'll be very quick, just ten minutes. I'll be right back."
After speaking, and before Cui Mantong and the others could respond, Fang Miaomiao could no longer hold back and ran down a small path.
She couldn't hold it in any longer.
Seeing this scene, which bore some resemblance to her hometown, her grandmother's voice and image became clearer and clearer in her mind.
Fang Miaomiao moved very quickly, almost leaving the following VJ behind.
She used vines to descend the slope.
Seeing that no one was around, she plopped down on the ground, curled herself into a ball, and let tears flow into her arms.
Grandma.
Are you angry with Miaomiao, that's why you won't appear in my dreams?
Grandma, Miaomiao didn't mean to. Don't be angry with Miaomiao, okay?
Miaomiao was wrong.
Grandma, you said you hoped Miaomiao would be happy her whole life. Do you know that? Miaomiao transmigrated, although it was into a book written by a hater.
But, my current husband is rich.
I no longer have to rush through tasks every day, and I don't have to engage in that profession I both love and hate.
Grandma, would you be happy for Miaomiao if you saw this moment?
I'll be good, so Grandma, Miaomiao has a small wish. Can you, seeing how obedient I am, come to my dreams and take a look at Miaomiao?
Just one glance, just one glance is enough. Miaomiao is afraid she will forget you.
Grandma, Miaomiao, I miss you so much.
The VJ who followed her down saw Fang Miaomiao curled up like a small ball at the bottom of the slope. After a moment of hesitation, he shifted the camera's direction and quietly backed away.