Chapter 3
Shi Dingshan’s visit was very sudden. On the phone, Wei Chengli didn’t even have time to discuss his thoughts in detail with him. He just mentioned the previous variety show invitation, and the other party said that he happened to be nearby and would be right over.
Then the call was hung up and couldn’t be reached again…
Ten minutes later, Shi Dingshan and his big bags and small bags squeezed through the door.
“I told you to participate earlier and you wouldn’t do it, now that all the other families have been found, you’re finally anxious?” Shi Dingshan muttered as he dragged the bags and boxes into the house.
“Maomao is still sleeping…” Wei Chengli helped him while lowering his voice. “It’s fine if they’re all found, I was just asking casually. Keep your voice down, don’t let the child hear…”
“Maomao! My little darling!” Shi Dingshan brushed his hand, directly pushing Wei Chengli, who was blocking his way, to the side. He kicked off his shoes, stepped on the disinfectant at the door, rubbed his hands, strode forward, and picked up the little dumpling who was peeking from the corner with her little head sticking out.
Well… she was awake. Wei Chengli sighed, feeling defeated, and resignedly began to pack up the things that Shi Dingshan had brought.
Wei Maomao was searching her limited memory for who this kind-looking, chubby uncle was. She was caught off guard, lifted up, and almost hit the ceiling.
Up, down, up, down… up again…
“Dad…” Wei Maomao, whose head was starting to spin, cast a pleading look at her father and called out weakly.
The latter was bent over with his back to her, trying hard to pull the remaining bags and boxes into the house. The bags and boxes rattled, but he didn’t seem to notice.
Well, that’s just like you, Wei Chengli!
Fortunately, the person’s strength was average. After lifting her a few times, he started to pant and quickly put her down.
By this time, Wei Chengli had also finished packing up the doorway and closed the door.
“Maomao, go play by yourself for a while, Daddy has something to talk to Uncle Shi about.” Wei Chengli patted the little dumpling’s head and coaxed.
Uncle Shi?
Wei Maomao tilted her head and thought about it, but she couldn’t think of such an uncle.
Perhaps… he was an uncle who had no contact with her family after she started to remember things in her previous life.
Wei Maomao glanced at the two of them without much interest. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she saw Wei Chengli walk to the cabinet in a few steps and take the TV remote control from the top.
“Alright, go play now, you can watch some TV if you want.” Wei Chengli was holding back a lot of words because of the phone call that had just been hung up and couldn’t be reached again. He was thinking about getting rid of his increasingly clever daughter so that he could talk business with Shi Dingshan.
Wei Maomao looked down at the remote control that Wei Chengli had proactively stuffed into her hand and narrowed her eyes.
Tsk, this was interesting.
In the past two weeks, she had been actively seizing every opportunity to reiterate that she really wanted to participate in that variety show.
And her parents had spared no effort to divert her attention, including but not limited to controlling the time she spent watching the variety show “Where’s Baby Going” on TV, inviting various friends and children of friends to go out and play with her, constantly interrupting or diverting the topics she brought up…
Now Wei Chengli suddenly took the initiative to hand over the TV remote control and was so eager to send her away. Wei Maomao keenly sensed something was wrong.
The little dumpling, who was originally going to leave, didn’t leave. Instead, she innocently, cleverly, and weakly took the initiative to move closer to the chubby uncle.
“Uncle~” The little dumpling tilted her head and smiled proactively.
Shi Dingshan was instantly smitten by the cuteness attack and picked up the little dumpling. He glared at Wei Chengli angrily, “I have nothing to talk to you about, I’m just here to play with our little darling.”
After that, Shi Dingshan smiled and lowered his head to coax the little dumpling, “We haven’t seen each other for a few months, and our little darling still remembers Uncle, how smart and cute~~”
Wei Chengli watched as the big one and the small one were about to start chatting, his scalp tingling. He hurriedly took out a dollhouse castle from Shi Dingshan’s gifts and shook it at the little dumpling, coaxing, “Wow, Maomao, look what Uncle Shi brought you, it’s your favorite dollhouse, go play with it.”
Exaggerated…
Wei Maomao once again confirmed that Wei Chengli just wanted to get rid of her, so she didn’t even give him a look.
Shi Dingshan, on the other hand, waved his hand, piled the toys and the little dumpling on the table, and then looked at Wei Chengli and said bluntly, “You can pack those up later, but I want to ask you, I called you twice before, and I asked Xiao Zeng to come to you once, and you didn’t agree, why did you suddenly change your mind today?”
Xiao Zeng… Director Zeng…
In the past two weeks, Wei Maomao had figured out that Director Zeng, who had been to their house before… was one of the assistant directors of the third season of “Where’s Baby Going” in her previous life.
It was really frustrating.
The day Director Zeng came to invite their family to participate in the third season of “Where’s Baby Going” was the day Wei Maomao was reborn.
That day, as soon as Wei Maomao opened her eyes, she found that she had changed from a bloody corpse lying on the road to a chubby dumpling with short arms and legs in a child’s room.
The little fox gauze quilt, the castle bed, the foam crawling mat… It was a familiar yet blurry world hidden in her memory.
At that time, Wei Maomao thought that this was all a flashback from the depths of her mind, a chaotic and blurry last dream about her childhood bestowed upon her by heaven.
She stumbled to open the pink door, and sure enough, her mother was outside to pick her up, young, beautiful, and gentle, and the sweet smell of pastries from her memory.
Years of suppressed pain and grievance poured out, and Wei Maomao threw herself into her mother’s arms and cried her heart out. Finally, after throwing a punch at her clueless young father who dared to come up and hug her, she finally collapsed from exhaustion and fell asleep.
It wasn’t until Wei Maomao woke up again at night that she awkwardly realized that this was not a flashback, but a rebirth…
And what was even more embarrassing was that it wasn’t until a few days later that she realized that the young man in the living room, besides her parents, who was so frightened by her crying that he could only frantically throw tissues at them, was not the Grim Reaper, but Director Zeng, who had come to invite their family to participate in the variety show.
Later, when she figured out the timeline, Wei Maomao couldn’t help but feel regretful. She had missed out on a hundred million.
And now, this uncle called that person Xiao Zeng, in a familiar tone of addressing a junior, and his surname was Shi…
Actively racking her brains, Wei Maomao suddenly thought of a possibility. Her heart skipped a beat, and her back felt cold. Her body involuntarily stiffened.
“Uncle…” Wei Maomao slowly raised her head, trying hard to maintain the innocence on her face, squeezed out a smile, and pointed at herself, “Me, Wei Maomao.”
Shi Dingshan immediately stopped questioning Wei Chengli. His chubby face was full of a kind smile, and he rubbed the little head with his chubby hand. “Yes, your name is Wei Maomao, our Maomao is so good.”
“…” Wei Maomao tried hard to suppress the turmoil in her heart. She pointed at Wei Chengli with her backhand. “Wei Chengli.”
Then Wei Maomao slowly pointed her finger at the chubby uncle in front of her and said softly, “Uncle…”
Shi Dingshan understood.
“Shi Dingshan, Uncle’s name is Shi Dingshan. Shi is the Shi in benefactor, Maomao, do you know what a benefactor is? It’s those monks on TV, they…” Shi Dingshan smiled and interacted with the little dumpling.
Wei Maomao didn’t pay much attention to what Shi Dingshan said after that. She was completely stunned after hearing the three words “Shi Dingshan,” and then she understood.
The other meaning of benefactor aside, he was indeed the person in charge of the matter.
The first season of “Where’s Baby Going” that Wei Maomao had been watching repeatedly these days was actually just lukewarm when it first aired, even a little cold. It wasn’t until the second season of “Where’s Baby Going,” when Shi Dingshan took over as the chief director, that it became a huge hit, even bringing the previous first season along with it.
And the third season of “Where’s Baby Going” that Wei Maomao was trying her best to participate in, was originally going to be filmed by Shi Dingshan in her previous life. However, when it finally started filming, the position of chief director fell to Jin Youliang, one of the assistant directors from the second season. The third season was abruptly turned from a parent-child variety show into a controversial one, and in the end, although its popularity was not inferior to the second season, it was achieved by stepping on several guests and sacrificing its reputation.
In her previous life, Cheng Tingyan’s image as an arrogant, indifferent, and extremely jealous bad sister, which she couldn’t get rid of for more than ten years, began with this terrible third season of “Where’s Baby Going.”
And later, Jin Youliang, with his ability to create conflicts and topics, and his strong style of pitting guests against each other, participated in the production of a total of five seasons of family sitcoms, solidifying the image of the vicious sister on Cheng Tingyan, who participated in the show, for seven or eight years. And because Cheng Tingyan’s image had been damaged in the reality show, she couldn’t even use the argument that actors and roles should be viewed separately to get rid of the solidified impression brought about by the drama series.
Starting from the third season of “Where’s Baby Going,” from variety shows to sitcoms…
From the age of six, Cheng Tingyan bore all the malice, but it was Jin Youliang and the Cheng family who made a fortune.
And all of that was because…
Shi Dingshan, he died before the filming of the third season of “Where’s Baby Going” began.
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