Chapter 1 The First Day
The first day of the show concluded amidst everyone's laughter.
"Mom, it's so cold," Wen Yan'an shivered, having taken off his padded jacket.
"You child, get into bed quickly after taking off your clothes. What are you dawdling around for on the floor?"
"Okay, Mom."
Wen Yan'an obediently got into bed.
There was a quilt on the bed, but it was still cold right after getting in, as if a gust of cold air was drilling into his body.
"Mom, I'm still cold."
Fang Miaomiao waved her hand casually, "It's fine, no rush. Use your body heat to warm up this quilt. In a moment, it will definitely be warm. After it's warm, roll left and right a bit, that way when you toss and turn at night, the quilt will be warm everywhere."
"Really?" Jiang Xinglai blinked, his wet eyes fixed curiously on Fang Miaomiao.
"Of course. When has your mom ever lied to you? Your mom has eaten more salt than you've eaten rice, so she definitely knows more than you, right?"
"Yes," Wen Yan'an nodded, looking at Fang Miaomiao obediently.
"So, listen to Mom, and you won't go wrong! And An'an is so amazing, he'll definitely defeat the cold quickly and make the bed incredibly warm, right?"
"Mhm, Mom is right. An'an will definitely make the bed very warm very quickly."
After speaking, Wen Yan'an tucked himself into a ball and warmed it up before slowly shifting.
Hahaha, holy crap, Fang Miaomiao is so devious. She's actually manipulating her own son. Good heavens, I knew Fang Miaomiao was the most interesting and fun one. How could she so righteously ask An'an to warm the quilt for her? This woman is absolutely incredible.
Seconded, second this. In other livestreams, either the mother gets into bed first to warm the quilt, or the parent and child get into bed together to warm it. Fang Miaomiao, on the other hand, directly tricked An'an into willingly warming her quilt. What kind of mother is this?
What do you guys know? This is called "children and grandchildren have their own fortunes; children and grandchildren do the work, I enjoy the benefits."
What's so funny about this? A stepmother is just a stepmother. She doesn't care about her stepson at all. Why is she letting her stepson suffer just because she's delicate and afraid of the cold? Is there any logic to this in the world?
Oh, so the administrators are off work, and the cockroaches from the sewers are starting to crawl out? As the saying goes, some people are just looking for trouble. An'an is willing, Mom is willing, the fans are willing, but some sewer dwellers disagree.
They're just haters. If you had watched carefully just now, you would have seen that An'an was willing. Sigh, it can't be helped. An'an just likes his stepmother Miaomiao and is happy to warm the quilt for her. You're just jealous. Anyway, I just like this child Miaomiao. Oh, I forgot to mention, my son likes her too. He says Miaomiao's personality is very good. I'm gradually aligning with Miaomiao's parenting philosophy, and my son and I have a much better relationship now.
"Mom, the quilt is warm, come up quickly."
"So soon?"
"Don't you know? Children's body temperatures are higher than adults', so it's definitely faster to warm a quilt."
Fang Miaomiao paused her undressing, then acted as if she hadn't heard anything, took off her clothes, and got into bed. "Of course I know that. I know a lot of things."
Indeed.
It was very warm.
Fang Miaomiao sighed comfortably.
"Mom, is it warm?"
"You brat," Fang Miaomiao pinched Wen Yan'an's cheek with her slightly cold fingertips. "You dared to laugh at me just now."
Wen Yan'an pouted, his eyes shining as he looked at Fang Miaomiao. "An'an didn't laugh at Mom. An'an likes Mom the most."
"Your mouth is like it's been smeared with honey lately."
"Mom."
"Stop calling me, you'll get calluses on your ears if you keep calling," Fang Miaomiao pulled her hand back into the quilt. "Sleep, sleep. It's too cold here at night, it will definitely be cold during the day too."
"I wonder what Chen Tianming will have us do tomorrow."
"Mom, you're supposed to say goodnight."
"You child," Fang Miaomiao closed her eyes helplessly. "Sleep, sleep. Goodnight, An'an."
"Goodnight, Mom."
...
"Vast is my love across the boundless prairie, by the rolling green hills, flowers bloom."
Fang Miaomiao covered her ears and burrowed into the quilt.
Good, the world was finally quiet.
"Mom, it's time to get up."
"Mhm."
Fang Miaomiao mumbled groggily.
Wen Yan'an rubbed his forehead with a headache, slowly got out of bed, quickly covered Fang Miaomiao with the quilt, and then got out of bed to get dressed.
He pushed the door open.
"Oh, little friend An'an is up so early?" Chen Tianming glanced at the door behind him, his eye twitching. Good, this family was still the only one where only An'an was up.
"Uncle Tianming, can we turn the music down a bit? It's disturbing my mom's sleep."
Chen Tianming: ...
Is there a possibility that filming a reality show is considered work, and if Fang Miaomiao is like this, can he mark her as late?
Thinking about it is one thing, but saying it is another.
Chen Tianming forced a smile. "We're going to have breakfast. An'an, go tell your mom that if she's late, she won't get to eat the local specialty breakfast."
"Well... if I don't eat it today, I can eat it tomorrow morning."
"Hahaha, little friend An'an." Cui Mantong, who had just woken up, couldn't help but step forward and pinch Wen Yan'an's cheek. "Your mom can't get up this morning, but can she get up tomorrow morning?"
Wen Yan'an nodded honestly. "There's a high probability that she won't."
"So, what do we need to do now?"
"We need to..." Wen Yan'an turned to look at the slightly ajar door behind him. "We need to save a portion of the delicious food for Mom to eat when she wakes up."
"An'an is still An'an," Cui Mantong gave him a thumbs-up. "Clever."
"What are you guys whispering about sneakily?" Fang Miaomiao, wearing a big floral jacket, leaned against the door and asked drowsily.
"Mom."
When Wen Yan'an saw Fang Miaomiao, his eyes lit up, and he ran over.
"So it's not an illusion. Miaomiao and An'an's relationship has really gotten a lot better."
She remembered when they were filming the promotional video for the first time, Miaomiao and An'an seemed to be put together, neither wanting to talk to the other. In the first and second episodes, their relationship was, how to say it, An'an had Miaomiao in his eyes, while Miaomiao saw An'an as a pet, someone to tease occasionally.
In the third episode, their relationship eased considerably, and Miaomiao's heart began to gradually accept An'an.
In this episode, their eyes were full of each other. Wen Yan'an fully trusted and gave his affection to Miaomiao, who not only accepted it but also cherished An'an.
"Right? I also think their relationship has improved by more than just a little. If people didn't know better, they'd definitely think these two were biological mother and son," Chen Tianming said happily.