Chapter 199 Wanwan... What's wrong with you?

Zhong Suisui pouted, sat up straight, and with a blank expression, looked at Zhong Wan as she explained, "[The core of the hidden mission is to find a true home for Mr. Du Qian.]"

Zhong Wan was instantly filled with confusion. Wasn't the problem supposed to be resolved? Why was she now having to find a home for a ghost?!

Is this something she's capable of doing?!

Zhong Suisui remained silent, then quickly explained to Zhong Wan, "[Mr. Du Qian's obsession was to pass down the 'Records of Folk Customs.' He pursued the truth. When the mission was completed, his obsession dissipated, and his spirit, as is common sense, returned to heaven and earth.]"

[Regardless of the fact that he encountered us, his obsession, imbued with his brush, transcends a thousand years, forging deep entanglements and bonds with your paintings, Mom, and Dad's script. Add to that the intervention of state power… In short, the convergence of various factors successfully triggered a deeper possibility.]

For a moment, Zhong Wan listened even more attentively.

Zhong Suisui glanced at the door out of the corner of her eye, then continued explaining to Zhong Wan, "This 'place where the soul returns' refers not only to redeeming his obsession, but also to finding a way to carry a part of his spiritual imprint, allowing him to exist in another form."

[Meow~ Simply put, it's about giving him a proper status, a home that future generations can remember and cherish.]

"Status? Home?"

Zhong Wan silently repeated these two words, and then, recalling the place where Mr. Du first appeared, she seemed to instantly have the answer: "It's related to Lin Yan'an's film crew."

Her voice was certain, and Zhong Suisui praised her generously, "Bingo! Mommy guessed right!"

Zhong Suisui happily raised a paw and patted the table. "Dad's current script is based on Mr. Du Qian, aiming to pass on his life, his integrity, and his perseverance through film."

If this film is successful and resonates with audiences, then the character it portrays—an artistic figure rooted in Mr. Du Qian and embodying his core spirit—will become a powerful spiritual vehicle.

Zhong Wan's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this: "I understand!"

"You mean that when this film becomes a huge success, when the character originating from Mr. Du is truly known to everyone and truly lives in the hearts of the audience, a part of Mr. Du's spirit can be attached to this artistic image, thereby achieving a kind of spiritual immortality, and that is where his soul returns?"

That's right, that's exactly it.

Zhong Suisui's voice was much more excited: "So, Mom, don't worry, you're very important!"

[If you hadn't painted Mr. Du Qian, if you hadn't been able to connect him with the world, he would have simply been lost to history with the passage of time.]

Zhong Suisui's affirmation instantly gave Zhong Wan confidence, and her previous humility vanished in an instant.

So what if she didn't participate much!

She plays a very important role!

As Zhong Wan thought about it, she felt more and more enlightened. Her initial doubts about not being involved in the situation instantly turned into a strange sense of responsibility and accomplishment!

She straightened her back instantly, her eyes sparkling as she said to Zhong Suisui with certainty, "That's right! If it weren't for your mother, Mr. Du would have simply faded away with time!"

"If it weren't for me, your dad's film crew would probably still be haunted!"

"If it weren't for me, Director Qin and the others wouldn't have had the chance to communicate face-to-face with the obsession that has transcended a thousand years!"

Zhong Wan became more and more self-righteous as she spoke, and she felt that she was extremely important, and for a moment she even felt that the world around her revolved around her!

As she spoke, Zhong Suisui couldn't help but widen her eyes, and the tail that had been swaying leisurely behind her slowly stopped for a moment.

It glanced at Zhong Wan's proud expression, then couldn't help but tilt its head to look behind her.

It vaguely felt as if Zhong Wan had grown a tail behind her, which was proudly sticking up to the sky.

Although it originally intended to comfort Zhong Wan, is this really the right thing to do?

"What are you talking about that makes you so happy?"

Lin Yan'an came in carrying things. Seeing Zhong Wan's happy expression and then looking at the dumbfounded Zhong Suisui, he couldn't help but smile and reach out to rub its head: "What's wrong, Suisui?"

Zhong Suisui subconsciously shut her mouth, slowly turned her head to look at Lin Yan'an, and flicked her tail as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

At this moment, Zhong Wan also noticed that Lin Yan'an had returned. Just looking at his figure, she couldn't help but imagine a flood of gold coins flashing in her mind!

In an instant, Lin Yan'an = script = hidden mission = money!

The formula instantly became an equation in her mind!

Zhong Wan quickly smiled and stepped forward to ask, "Honey, you're back. Are you tired?"

Lin Yan'an: "..."

He was momentarily taken aback by Zhong Wan's attentive attitude, and a chill ran down his spine: "Wanwan... what's wrong?"

Zhong Wan smiled and took one of the items, then looked down at it curiously and asked, "What is this? Didn't you go to see Grandpa? Why did you bring back a bunch of things?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan'an replied, "Grandpa asked me to bring this back. He specially asked Uncle Zhao to make lunch for us, and he also bought some food for you."

"Grandpa and the others just left and went back to Kyoto. They told you to get some rest and not to worry about them."

"You're leaving already?"

Zhong Wan was surprised: "Why didn't you say so earlier? If you had, I would have gone with you and spent more time with Grandpa."

Lin Yan'an shrugged: "Grandpa is in good spirits, don't worry. He didn't tell you in advance because he didn't want to trouble you."

"Grandpa is so kind."

Zhong Wan felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this.

She turned around first, carrying her things, and said with a smile as she walked away, "That's perfect, let's eat too."

Lin Yan'an quickly followed.

"Oh, by the way, did you eat at Grandpa's just now?"

Lin Yan'an shrugged and said helplessly, "I didn't eat it. Grandpa told me to bring it back to eat with you."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Wan paused, looking at Lin Yan'an with great concern, and asked, "Grandpa didn't eat either?"

"have eaten."

Lin Yan'an was truly speechless. The old man didn't want to trouble Zhong Wan, yet he was really willing to cripple him.

Not only did I work hard to cook lunch with Uncle Zhao, but I also watched them eat and get on the bus.

"Pfft~"

Seeing his miserable expression, Zhong Wan couldn't help but laugh.

At the dinner table, Zhong Wan was extremely attentive, constantly putting food on Lin Yan'an's plate, saying, "Eat more, this is good for your brain!"

"And this too, this is nutritious."

Looking at the rice bowl piling up higher and higher in front of him as he ate, Lin Yan'an's doubts grew even stronger.

He looked at Zhong Wan hesitantly, then at Zhong Suisui, who was secretly hiding on the cat tree, a rare occurrence for them not to eat together.

The moment he turned his head, he met Zhong Suisui's furtive glances.

【！】

Zhong Suisui was startled and quickly lowered her head. After a moment of embarrassment, she casually raised her paw and licked it. Then her little body froze instantly. Fortunately, she turned her body around and faced them with her rear end, her tail tip twitching a few times in an awkward manner.

Lin Yan'an: "..."