When Miao Shilan followed the old lady into the courtyard, she found that it had changed a lot.

The furnishings before were similar to those when my grandmother was alive, simple tables, chairs and furnishings, but what did I see today?

Refrigerators, washing machines, water heaters, large TVs, water dispensers, robot vacuums...

Miao Shilan spent the whole night teaching the old lady how to use these home appliances.

When she woke up in the morning, she didn't say anything. She drank three large cups of boiled water first. She kept talking all night and her mouth was dry.

Later, while squatting in the toilet, Miao Shilan called her mother again.

"Mom, I dreamed about my grandma again last night!"

As soon as Miao Shilan finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and soon her mother's voice was heard.

"I told you burning your phone wouldn't work, but your dad insisted I do it. Your grandma's been dead for ages, so she must have been reincarnated long ago. How could she have waited until now?"

Miao Shilan immediately grasped the key point of this sentence.

"Mom, did you burn my grandma's phone?"

"Yeah! Burning it won't do any good, you'll still be able to dream—"

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Miao Shilan's questioning.

"Did the refrigerator, washing machine, water heater, large TV, water dispenser, and robot vacuum cleaner also burn?"

Miao's mother's voice suddenly stopped, like a rooster with its neck strangled.

"H-How do you know?"

Miao Shilan slapped her thigh, and the shit was broken in half.

"Because I saw it all last night! I told you I drank three big glasses of water the first thing I did this morning. I'm almost dying of thirst. Do you know why I'm dying of thirst?"

"No, I don't know."

"Because I spent the whole night teaching my grandma how to use those things!"

Miao's father, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard his wife and daughter talking on the phone. He didn't take it seriously at first, but when he came out with the prepared food, he saw his wife's mouth wide open, her face full of disbelief.

"What's wrong?"

Miao's mother looked at him and said, "I, my mother received all the things I cooked for her yesterday. I asked Lanlan to teach her how to use them all night long."

Father Miao paused, then continued to serve dishes to the table as if nothing had happened.

"That proves our method is correct. Later, you can burn another car for the old lady. And if there's anything else she has now that she didn't have before, burn it there too."

"no!!!"

Before Miao's mother could agree, Miao Shilan screamed in opposition.

"No, Mom, please don't burn the car. I don't know how to drive yet. What if my grandma grabs me and asks me to teach her? I can't tell her to drive casually, right?"

Miao's mother had also recovered by now. Even if it was a ghost, so what? Even if it entered her dream, so what? She was her own mother, and it was impossible for her to harm her. There was nothing to be afraid of.

So after hearing what Miao Shilan said, Miao's mother said bluntly,

"So hurry up and study during your vacation. As soon as your train ticket arrives, you can go teach your grandma. I've been asking you to take the test for a long time, but you've been putting it off day by day. I'm telling you, you have no choice but to study this time. Send me your ID right now, and I'll sign you up. Classes will start as soon as you get back!"

"Ah?" Miao Shilan cried, "It's so cold learning to drive in winter!"

"Don't keep making excuses for me. You complain about the sun in the summer and the cold in the winter. Why do you have so many problems? I don't care. You have to pass your driver's license this year. When you see your grandma tonight, tell her I'll give her a car for the New Year! Let her see what other people's cars are like and pick one that's better than theirs!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone regardless of his daughter's wailing.

Since the old lady can receive the things she sends, she can give them away at will. When her mother was alive, she suffered a lot for her and passed away without enjoying any happiness. Now that she has the opportunity to show her filial piety, she must plan it carefully.

When Miao Shilan saw the call was hung up, she looked sad, moved her legs that were numb from squatting, and couldn't help but hiss.

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Recently, the TV series "Xian Xia Qing Yuan" directed by Sang Qingsheng was broadcast. With the early preheating and the controversy over the replacement of the heroine, the TV series has gained considerable popularity before it was even aired.

Afterwards, Sang Qingsheng took advantage of the popularity to register a short video account for "Xian Xia Qing Yuan", and occasionally posted some behind-the-scenes footage and Reuters from the filming.

I don’t know if it’s because of their practices, but they used to promote it this way, but because the cycle from filming to post-production to review and release was too long, the popularity was always not as high as before.

But this time, the popularity has increased instead of decreased as more videos are released. Even though it hasn’t been released yet, the number of fans has already reached 1.2 million. It is popular before it is even aired. It can almost be said that as long as the plot is not too outrageous, the TV series will definitely be a hit.

Now Wei Mian's reputation has become even more widely known in the circle, and more and more crews are looking for her for help.

Time passed quickly, and the first semester of the junior year was over almost in the blink of an eye. As soon as the notice of vacation came, Wei Mian was taken to Qing Province.

There was a film crew there who wanted to ask Wei Mian to perform at the opening ceremony. The car sped all the way and arrived in Qing Province in the late night. The man took her directly to the hotel suite she had booked.

The next day, Wei Mian met the director and producer of the crew.

The director's name is Kang Ping, a thin man in his fifties. Although he is about the same age as Sang Qingsheng, he looks several years older than him.

On the way, she heard the driver introduce that Kang Ping and Sang Qingsheng were from the same school. It was said that they were taught by the same teacher. Because they felt that each other had a compatible temperament, they had a good relationship over the years.

So when she heard that his new movie was about to start shooting, she gave her Wei Mian's contact information and asked him to be sure to invite such a capable master.

Kang Ping originally wanted to refuse, but later the producer found out and after inquiring about the current status of the other crew, he immediately agreed.

In fact, he is an atheist and likes to use new actors because he thinks they are more spiritual.

It doesn't matter if his acting is not good, he is willing to teach, as long as you don't mind his harsh words and bad temper.

Therefore, many actors who can tolerate him, after starring in his movies, have good subsequent developments as long as they don't commit suicide.

Several films directed by Kang Ping have been nominated for the highest film awards, but he has always been a runner-up and has never won a single award.

Many times, it even feels that the award-winning films are not as good as his.

People in the circle said that he had the ability but lacked luck.

Kang Ping heard it so much that he couldn't help but think about it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that some coincidences were very strange. Maybe it was really like what they said, that he was born with bad luck?

The reason why he asked someone to do this was because he wanted to compete for the Biaohua Award next year.