"It doesn't matter. Work is more important. You just came back from the countryside and you've been away for so long that you don't know many people at work. Now is a good time to get to know your colleagues and leave an impression. Mom, you have to work hard and actively cooperate with Director Hao's work arrangements."
Jibai's face was full of righteousness and he looked so passionate about serving the people that Guan Wanwan was moved to tears. She kept saying, "My Xiaobai is so sensible. Xiaobai has grown up. Xiaobai, you are so good. Mommy needs to work harder."
Guan Jibai was too exhausted to complain, wondering if she should stop acting so much in the future. But according to her observation, her mother seemed to be particularly fond of this.
"Xiaobai, don't worry about going to work. I don't want you to be forced to move props. It's hard and tiring, and you'll be bullied. Once I'm familiar with the job, I'll find a chance to plead with Director Hao. Even if it's a temporary job, I want to be a temporary worker for an actor."
Guan Jibai had never considered working in the troupe. His original plan was to be a temporary prop mover, where he could take frequent leave and do whatever he wanted.
However, this was her mother's concern, and she couldn't bear to refuse, so she had to nod obediently.
Guan Wanwan was very pleased, "Xiaobai, thank you. Mom, thank you..."
She was so moved that she didn't know what to say. Once again, she was glad that she had made the decision to return to the city. Since returning to the city, Xiaobai had brought her so many touching moments and surprises.
Guan Jibai: “…” Thank you now?
Guan Wanwan carefully warned her daughter not to run around, saying there were a lot of bad people outside, and to go home and wait for her after get off work so they could go eat something delicious together. Only then did she reluctantly go back to continue trying to get along with her colleagues.
After finally sending his mother away, Guan Jibai, like a bird set free, first wandered around the Arts and Culture Courtyard. He encountered many people along the way, all of whom he had seen in the original owner's memories, and many of whom had even spoken ill of him.
But she hasn't met him yet, so when Guan Jibai met her, he just walked away with his head held high and chest held high, without even looking at her.
What she didn't know was how big a stir her departure would cause in the literary and artistic community.
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It was already noon when Guan Jibai left the Art and Literature Courtyard. He held the small leather shoes he'd bought that morning in one hand and fished three yuan, fifty-six cents, neatly rolled up, from his pocket with the other. He planned to have lunch first, then go to the post office and write a letter to his rural fathers to let them know he was safe.
The original owner had a miserable life, but when she was in the countryside, several uncles who wanted to be her father truly treated her as their own daughter. This allowed the original owner to feel the only warmth she had, and after Guan Jibai traveled through time, he did not give up this warmth.
After lunch and going to the post office, Guan Jibai strolled on the street and unknowingly walked to Huaqiao Road.
When he reacted, he found himself standing at the gate of the compound, staring into the eyes of a tall, bright-eyed young man.
"Who are you looking for?" Jiang Chen looked at Guan Jibai with suspicion, as if he was guarding against a thief.
"I..." Guan Jibai opened his mouth and smiled apologetically, "I took the wrong path. I'm sorry."
"Nothing." A hint of disappointment flashed through Jiang Chen's mind. He had thought she was looking for the eldest young master! He had been watching her from a distance for a long time, and seeing her distraught look, he was wondering if she had eloped to seek refuge with the young master.
"So you ran away from home?"
"I'm not. I don't."
"Since you're not running away from home... then why are you acting like you've been abandoned?" Jiang Chen looked around mysteriously, making sure no one was around before whispering, "You must be here to spy on Mr. Yan, right?"
The little girl is too shy to admit it.
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