"I guess she did it specifically to congratulate you." Wang Ming knew his mother's temperament very well.

Jiang Xia smiled and nodded, then answered the phone: "Hello, Aunt Li."

Hello, A-Xia.

Li Weiya stood by the window, looking at the night outside, a faint smile on her face: "I watched the premiere of Tom and Jerry. The feedback from all sides is very good. The ratings for the premiere should not be low. Congratulations."

"I have to thank Aunt Li for her guidance, otherwise it definitely wouldn't have gone so smoothly," Jiang Xia said with a smile.

"Ah Xia, you're too modest. I didn't help much at all. In my opinion, Tom and Jerry's success was inevitable."

Li Weiya couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Being able to watch her students succeed step by step, that feeling was probably what people meant by satisfaction.

She has been painting for half her life. Her childhood dream was to become a painter. Later, she became an art director at an animation company. Now, her students and son have also followed this path and achieved considerable success. She couldn't be happier.

"Is Amin with you?" she asked with a smile.

"Yeah, we're having barbecue at a roadside stall by the river. Auntie, would you like to join us? We'll save you a spot." Jiang Xia said, glancing at Wang Ming, who was happily munching on a duck's head.

"No, no, you young people can have your own gathering. By the way, drink less alcohol, don't get drunk like last time, okay?" she reminded him.

"I'll remember that, Aunt Li. Don't worry."

"That's good."

Just as Li Weiya was about to hang up, Jiang Xia suddenly said:

"Aunt Li, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with."

...

(The mountain road to visit relatives has eighty-one bends, and I almost got morning sickness.)