“If Sisi heard you say that, wouldn’t she cry with anger?”
Hearing Fang Miaomiao’s schadenfreude, Cui Mantong’s mature face finally showed a pout like a young woman’s: “He won’t. Just like his dad, he’s always so serious. Nothing can stir any emotion on their faces. They’re like old officials.”
“Oh,” Fang Miaomiao drew out her voice, “so his temperament is like his father’s.”
“Indeed.” Cui Mantong looked over and saw Fang Miaomiao smiling mischievously at her.
This made her blush: “Miaomiao, why are you looking at me like that?”
“Hehe…” Fang Miaomiao chuckled mischievously, “Sister Mantong must be very happy.”
“How did you figure that out?”
“Your eyes, the tone of your voice.”
A person can pretend about many things, but their temperament and gaze are impossible to fake. The happiness and girlish demeanor that shone in Cui Mantong’s eyes when she mentioned Sisi and her husband were undeniable.
[Hearing Fang Miaomiao say that, I feel relieved for Sister Mantong.]
[Exactly, exactly. For a while, some malicious media outlets took things out of context and said our Sister Mantong was already divorced. I was so angry I couldn’t even eat. Their family is clearly so happy.]
[I remember that incident too. Now it seems our Sister Mantong is clearly very happy. Those rumor-mongers are truly detestable.]
[Ahhh, I can’t take it anymore. Sister Mantong acting like a young woman has a unique charm. I love it so much.]
[Precisely. Shouldn’t everyone thank Fang Miaomiao? I think Fang Miaomiao deliberately brought this up. Otherwise, the ‘Tonghua’ fans would still be worrying about Sister Mantong’s marriage.]
[No! Let’s keep Sister Mantong to ourselves, we’re not inviting others.] https:/
“Although my husband is serious and doesn’t talk much, he’s very good to me.” Cui Mantong’s eyes overflowed with happiness.
“I can see that, you’re very happy.” Fang Miaomiao tapped Cui Mantong’s arm with her finger. “Here, happy Miss Cui, your little gentleman has arrived.”
Cui Mantong turned her head and saw Cui Yongsi walking towards them from the intersection, carrying a large water bottle.
The large water bottle was pink, adorned with little stars.
Well, how to put it? It was ugly-cute, and the more you looked at it, the more beautiful it seemed.
“Mom, you need to drink water.”
Cui Mantong took the large water bottle from Cui Yongsi with a mix of amusement and helplessness. “Why are you here? Is your task completed?”
“Mm, I’ve remembered it all,” Cui Yongsi nodded obediently, then walked to Wen Yanan. “Can I sit here?”
“Of course.”
The two children chatted idly.
“Why am I feeling a bit sleepy?” Fang Miaomiao leaned on the railing, her eyelids drooping.
Seeing this, Cui Mantong smiled helplessly, then shook her head, signaling the two children to keep their voices down.
Time ticked by.
The sound of cicadas filled the air.
“Your mom seems to really like sleeping,” Cui Yongsi said softly to Wen Yanan, resting his chin on his hands and tilting his head slightly.
“She woke up today…” Wen Yanan showed a rare hint of hesitation. “Quite early.”
“Huh? Is nine o’clock early?” Cui Yongsi scratched his head and realized. “So moms are all the same. When my mom is at home, if Dad doesn’t come back at noon to wake her up, she’ll sleep until I get home in the afternoon.”
“She… sleeps that much?”
The two children pondered, then suddenly understood. Their murmuring and thoughtful expressions made the viewers in the livestream room burst into laughter.
[I can’t anymore, my mom asked me why I was laughing like an idiot. I showed her my phone, and she laughed just like me.]
[Help, these two little guys discussing something so seriously looks like they’ve encountered a monumental problem.]
[So all moms in the world like to sleep in. I showed this to my mom, and she rolled her eyes and kicked me out of the house.]
[This is a travel show, is it really okay for Fang Miaomiao to sleep the whole time? With such strong sun, even the production crew has to wait for her to wake up before starting the show? Capital celebrities are different indeed.]
[Black box operation by the production crew, I don’t even want to say this anymore. Look at Shen Jiani’s group, they were struggling to fish. These two, on the other hand, are sleeping soundly. This production crew is being too obvious in promoting someone.]
[Can’t be helped, who told her to have a rich old man? If you’re willing, you can have your sister find a rich old man too.]
[The one above, my forty-meter-long sword almost unsheathed.]
Chen Tianming, watching the trending topics about to soar, drank water in panic. “Did you send someone to ask? Is Fang Miaomiao still sleeping?”
She had been sleeping for over an hour, in the same position without moving. Wouldn’t her arms be numb?
“Director, she’s sleeping soundly.”
Although it was only June, the midday sun could feel hot if you stayed in it for too long. The cameraman following Shen Jiani and her group was working under the scorching sun, while Fang Miaomiao’s side had the equipment set up, and they went to find shade.
The key point was that the livestream data for Fang Miaomiao and Cui Mantong’s group was significantly higher than that of Shen Jiani and Wang Qing’s group. The number of trending topics was almost double, although much of this was led by Cui Mantong’s fans.
But the data was real and couldn’t be faked.
Chen Tianming took a deep breath, picked up the intercom, and ordered the staff to wake Fang Miaomiao up.
“Ah, time to work.” Fang Miaomiao stretched, her eyelids still heavy.
“You’re drooling.”
A light remark instantly woke Fang Miaomiao from her daze. She instinctively lowered her head and wiped her mouth.
Dry?
Huh?
Fang Miaomiao looked up and saw the cameraman trying to suppress a smile. Her old face flushed. “Brother cameraman, can this be edited out later?”
The cameraman shook his head.
Cui Mantong chuckled. “Miaomiao, you’re too cute. This is a livestream, how can it be edited out?”
“Cough cough.” Fang Miaomiao touched her nose and pretended to glare ferociously at the culprit. “You’re carrying the supplies later, no objections allowed.”
After saying that, Fang Miaomiao pulled Cui Mantong and ran towards the small path behind the mountain.
“Anan, your mom is really cute.”
Wen Yanan suppressed the involuntary upward curve of his lips and followed with his little legs.
According to the director’s earlier instructions, the production crew had placed the ingredients in different locations in the back mountain, and it was up to them to find them.
The four of them wandered in the forest for over half an hour before finding a bamboo basket, which surprisingly contained only garlic.
“The production crew is too wicked,” Cui Mantong wiped the sweat from her forehead. “They hid this thing so well.”
Fang Miaomiao’s gaze fixed on a spot. “Mantong, you guys wait here. I’ll be right back.”
Although tired, Cui Mantong was still worried about Fang Miaomiao going alone. “How can that be? If you go, I go too.”
Fang Miaomiao chuckled, but still agreed to one adult and two children following behind her.