I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

The four of them went to the main room and sat around the small wooden table.

Because the table wasn't big enough, the grandparents didn't sit at the table, but let their four children eat first, while they watched them with kind expressions.

There were four dishes and a soup on the table. The seaweed flowers they had picked that morning were made into a cold seaweed salad and a seaweed flower and taro soup.

"This food smells so good!" Xia Ziyi said sincerely.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she really felt that all the dishes and rice on the table smelled exceptionally delicious.

"It's all homegrown, so it's bound to be delicious," Yang Mo said. "The fish are raised by us, the seaweed is grown by us, and the rice is also made from rice we grow ourselves."

[Oh no, how come you're getting real farm-style food? Wang Zheng must be devastated!]

[These are all-natural, additive-free ingredients! The body-purifying effect after eating this meal is comparable to taking a marrow-cleansing elixir!]

[The results aren't that bad!]

[Guys living in the countryside, can you guys please not be so good to yourselves?]

[Ha, a bunch of ignorant city bumpkins. Do you know that you usually eat what we leave behind when you're in the city?]

"Wow, that's amazing! So, does your family own rice paddies?" Xia Ziyi asked.

"Yes." Yang Mo nodded.

How could a farmer's family, born and raised in the countryside, not have rice paddies?

"Can we go take a look this afternoon?" Xia Ziyi asked with great interest.

She was from the city and had never seen rice paddies in real life.

"Of course you can. If you're interested in harvesting the rice yourself, that's fine too," Yang Mo said.

Free labor? Why not take it?

What do you think?

Xia Ziyi felt that she was still quite democratic, so she did not agree directly, but instead turned to ask Tian Xiwei and Cheng Che for their opinions.

"Sure," Tian Xiwei nodded.

She was also very interested in harvesting rice by hand.

"Me too," Cheng Che said.

"That's great!" Xia Ziyi clapped her hands happily. "Then it's settled. We'll go to the rice paddies to harvest rice this afternoon!"

……

Half an hour later, lunchtime ended, and everyone rested in the courtyard for a while.

"I'm going to find something. You guys wait here for a bit."

Before heading to the rice paddies, Yang Mo stood up and went to find his various equipment.

So only three children and two old people remained in the courtyard.

Xia Ziyi and Tian Xiwei started chatting with the two elderly people.

"Grandpa and Grandma, do you know me?" Xia Ziyi asked expectantly.

"Yes, I know all three of you." Grandma was very talkative. She nodded. "He watches your live stream every day. He loves it so much. He just watches your show and laughs like an idiot all the time."

"I sometimes watch it with him, and I know several of the people on your show."

What does "foolish smile" mean...? Grandma, I feel like I've been hurt.

How could anyone not be happy? Is there any variety show more entertaining than this?

[Looking at it this way, Old Mo really is a loyal fan of the show, just like he said at the beginning... so honest, expel him from Kassel College!]

You mean Kassel College is full of charlatans?

Xia Ziyi chuckled, pleased that she had been "recognized".

"Oh my, he's been laughing a lot more lately than last year," Grandma remarked. "Last year, the doctor said he had some kind of 'fish disease,' and he would lock himself in his room all day and hardly ever talk."

"..."

Fish disease?

That's...

Cheng Che, Tian Xiwei, and Xia Ziyi exchanged glances, and none of them made any rash moves.

Although Grandma's pronunciation wasn't standard and might even be a little funny, the whole thing wasn't funny at all.

Cheng Che suddenly remembered that Yang Mo had been on leave of absence for almost two years... Was this part of the reason why he initially chose to take a leave of absence?

"But things have gotten much better in the last six months," Grandma said cheerfully.

"He dropped out of school and went back to his hometown. My husband and I talked to him every day and took him to farm. He gradually got better."

The grandfather, who had been mostly silent and seemed rather aloof, nodded and said calmly:

"That's right, I deserve the credit."

"You call that the best?" Grandma gave Grandpa a disdainful look. "You're nothing!"

Grandpa opened his mouth, hesitated, and then slumped down.

Good men don’t fight with women!

After Grandma finished speaking, she belatedly realized that she might have said something wrong, and looked apologetically at Cheng Tianxia and the other two:

"Sorry, you can't use such profanity during your live stream."

"..."

The expressions on Cheng Che, Tian Xiwei, and Xia Ziyi's faces gradually became complicated.

Xia Ziyi sniffled, completely at a loss for words.

Not to mention the three of them, even the number of comments on the screen dropped sharply.

Sometimes I feel like reading too many online novels makes me incredibly prone to overthinking. My grandma said something, and I automatically imagined a whole year's worth of stories.

[Chatting every day cured my depression... How come I cried over just one sentence?]

[I can't even begin to imagine how heartbroken the grandparents must have been to see their grandson depressed, how they must have felt talking to him every day, and how they must have smiled as they spoke about it.]

[Just now, Sister Xia asked the wrong question, and Yang Mo even comforted her... It's all part of the same family, what a wonderful family.]

I miss my grandma so much. She passed away from cancer last year...

"Why, why aren't you saying anything?" Grandma was starting to panic.

She just cursed at her husband once... Was the consequence that serious?

"It's alright, Grandma." Cheng Che finally recovered. "That's just a sign of your good relationship with Grandpa. There's no need to hide it. Besides, it's not really considered swearing."

"Really? That's good." Grandma breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, the sound of footsteps was heard.

Yang Mo jogged over carrying four sickles.

"Everything's packed. When do we set off?"

Cheng Che glanced at the two women beside him and noticed that they didn't seem to have recovered yet.

Tian Xiwei was a little better, and seemed fine, but Xia Ziyi gave him a real feeling that he was about to faint...

He scratched his head, stepped forward, and said, "Let's do it now."