As soon as Yun Jin pulled Nian Gao out of the sandpit, the little girl, feeling wronged, guilty, and ashamed, burst into tears: "Mommy... Waaah..."
Seeing her crying daughter, Yun Jin felt heartbroken and immediately hugged Xiao Niangao to comfort her: "Don't cry, sweet baby. You've tried your best. It's okay. We're the best. Don't cry, don't cry. Mommy's here!"
"Mom, am I stupid?" Little Rice Cake doubted herself.
Yun Jin comforted and encouraged her: "No, my daughter is the smartest. You're still young, it's normal that you don't get it right. Look at the other uncles and aunts, they also had to take several takes before they got it right. It's okay, we just need to get better each time."
Little Rice Cake thought about it and agreed. She hugged her mother and said sweetly, "Mommy, do you think I can take good pictures?"
Yun Jin nodded affirmatively: "Yes, my daughter is the smartest and most capable. As long as you want to, she can definitely film it well."
As she spoke, Yun Jin wiped away the tears on Xiao Niangao's face and said sincerely, "It's okay if you can't take good pictures. Mom knows you tried your best."
Little Rice Cake retorted defiantly, "It's all connected. Dad and Grandpa can fight enemies, Mom can earn money, Grandma cooks well, and my sister can get into university. There are no cowards in our family. It's just a little drama, easy to handle."
Little Rice Cake imitated her mother, making pinching gestures.
cute!
confidence!
Yun Jin: "......"
Yun Jin didn't say anything, but hugged her daughter and gave her a kiss, showing her affection for her through her actions.
Five minutes passed quickly. Xiao Niangao composed herself and approached Director Liu, saying, "Director, I'm ready."
Director Liu looked at Xiao Niangao, who had been crying, and knew he had been too harsh. When it comes to filming, if the result wasn't what he wanted, how could the audience like it? "Okay, do your best this time. We'll try to get it right in one take. Imagine you're about to be killed. Wouldn't you be terrified, feel horrified, and think about how you're about to lose your parents and grandparents?"
Little Rice Cake nodded, her enthusiasm rising: "I understand, let's begin!"
Director Liu didn't waste any words and started filming.
Yun Jin stood outside the arena, her eyes fixed on Xiao Niangao.
When Nian Gao looked over, Yun Jin smiled encouragingly and gave her a thumbs up.
Little Rice Cake twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled.
When he lowered his eyes, the emotions in them immediately changed.
Tonight, the thirteenth chase scene begins. Xiao Niangao is in the sandpit, and her performance this time is outstanding. She portrays the fear, unease, despair, terror, and will to survive in her eyes.
When Yun Jin saw that Director Liu hadn't called "cut," she knew that the scene was well-shot and the filming was still going on. Just as Xiao Niangao was about to have only one little hand sticking out of the frame, her master appeared.
The young girl is saved.
The little rice cake was pulled out of the sandpit like a radish.
After what seemed like an eternity, the camera cut to a close. Director Liu clapped and smiled, saying, "You did a great job this time. Nian Gao is excellent. Get some rest. You have a few more shots to shoot tomorrow. Keep up the good work."
"Okay!" The dirty little rice cake smiled.
Covered in sand, she couldn't hide her joy. She hugged her mother and jumped up excitedly: "Mom, I did a great job! The director praised me!"
"I knew my daughter was the best." Yun Jin hugged Xiao Niangao's head and kissed her, getting a mouthful of sand in her mouth.
Yun Jin: "...Pah! Pah!"
Little Rice Cake: "...Mom, I want to take a bath and wash my hair."
It's inconvenient to be out and about. It's a hassle for Xiao Niangao to take a bath and wash her hair. There's a lack of water here, and it's cold at night, so taking a bath and washing her hair is a luxury. Yun Jin can only fetch water for her to wash up.
"Mommy, please don't mind that I smell bad tonight." Little Rice Cake knew that the conditions didn't allow for it, so she could only clean herself up.
"No, Mom didn't wash either, we'll stink together." Yun Jin covered Xiao Niangao with the blanket: "Go to sleep, we have to film tomorrow. We'll go back after filming."
Little Rice Cake responded and quickly fell asleep.
Filming is exhausting. You have to take takes over and over again. It's not just Xiao Nian Gao who's tired; even I would be exhausted.
Yun Jin looked at her sleeping daughter with heartache for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, she was about to go to sleep when she heard a wail. Yun Jin frowned.
Mr. and Mrs. He also woke up.
Yun Jin glanced at her sleeping daughter and spoke to He's parents through the wooden door: "It seems something happened in the village."
Mr. He said, "You stay with Nian Gao, I'm going out to take a look."
Mrs. He was worried: "I'll go with you."
Yun Jin nodded, telling He's parents to be careful. The child was here, and as a mother, she couldn't leave; the child was the most important thing.
He's parents didn't return for quite a while, and they came back injured.
Mrs. He asked, "Xiaoyun, do you have any medicine? Your father is bleeding and needs his wound treated."
Yun Jin immediately got up, shone a flashlight outside, and saw that He's father's palm was bleeding, which looked frightening: "What happened? How did you get injured? Who did this?"
“A madman in the village said your father stole his wife and tried to kill him, but he was accidentally injured.” Mother He said with lingering fear.
Yun Jin's face was grim: "Why isn't that madman locked up? How could he be allowed to hurt someone?" Yun Jin looked at the wound, which appeared to be a superficial injury, but she was still worried: "Should we go to the hospital?"
"Need not."
"You need a tetanus shot." Yun Jin knew it was from a sickle wound and was worried about infection.
“No need. I’ve been injured much worse before and it didn’t bother me. This little injury is nothing. It’s just that the madman’s wife seemed to recognize me; she gave me a piece of rag.” Mr. He took the rag from his pocket, unfolded it, and saw two words embroidered on it with a broken thread: Save Me.
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