After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!-Chapter 32: Youyou Visits the Set
"What are we having for dinner tonight?"
"The director’s back, huh?" Upon hearing Ning Yi’s voice, a young man turned around with a smile, a piece of green vegetable still in his mouth.
When he saw the beautiful little girl holding Ning Yi’s hand, he was stunned for quite some time. The other crew members, who turned their heads a bit later, also shared the same shocked expression.
"What’s for dinner? I’m hungry. Is there any food left?" Ning Yi’s mind was focused on the food and he didn’t notice the expressions of the crew members.
"Yes, yes, yes." The crowd snapped back to reality.
The young man quickly swallowed the vegetable in his mouth, looking amazed as he moved closer to Ning Yi.
"Director, director, is this our little actress?"
"What little actress?" Ning Yi was obviously not on the same wavelength. By this time, he had already seen what was for dinner tonight, "Sweetheart, tonight we’re having braised winter melon with pork and stir-fried green vegetables. Is that okay?"
"Sure." You Guang had never tried such a rustic big pot meal before and was eager for the experience.
"Sweetheart?" Clatter, the young man’s chopsticks fell to the ground.
Look what he heard the director call this little girl?! Oh my god!
After a flurry of surprised introductions, the entire crew learned that the beautiful little girl whom the director took the trouble to pick up in person was actually his biological daughter, not the little actress they had assumed.
Wow, the director’s impressive!
He already has a daughter this big, who could have guessed?
He hangs out with everyone all the time, is around the same age as everyone else, and even younger than some colleagues. People usually observe his ways and wouldn’t think he has a family.
They were under the impression that he was like them, single and without dependents.
Who knew all of a sudden there was such a big biological daughter?!
Wait a minute, wait a minute, how old is their director anyway???!!!
26? 27?
Whoa!!!
What did they just find out?!
"High schoolers can’t get marriage certificates, right?" asked one crew member absentmindedly with a bowl of rice in hand to a colleague beside them.
"But they can have kids," replied the colleague, chewing the food with little enthusiasm.
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As a newly arrived little guest to the crew.
Ning Youguang, the young one, was honored with a small chair and a tiny table during the meal.
The little chair and table were hand-crafted by the farmer who cooked for the crew. He cut the wood from trees on the mountain, dried it, then sawed the planks and nailed them together with his own hands.
They were quite rough and all mini-sized, reminiscent of the tables and chairs little children use in kindergarten.
Ning Yi benefited from his daughter’s presence and for the first time had the honor of sitting at the little table for dinner.
Even though he sat on the small chair, his tall figure of over 1.8 meters with long legs couldn’t stretch out fully, but it was better than standing or squatting to eat with a bowl in hand, right?
On the table for the father and daughter were four bowls, two big and two small, and two plates.
The two big bowls were filled with dishes: one with braised winter melon and pork, the other with mushrooms stewed with the farmer’s own chicken.
On the plates: one had stir-fried green vegetables, the other had pan-fried eggs, while the two small bowls contained steaming hot white rice.
It wasn’t an overly sumptuous dinner, yet it was enough to make the surrounding crew members drool.
The crew’s dinner consisted of only one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and one soup. The meat dish was braised winter melon with pork, the vegetable was stir-fried green vegetables, and the soup was green vegetable tofu soup.
Not nearly as exquisite as the dinner for the director and his daughter.
But even though they were envious, no one felt any imbalance in their hearts.
Because the director usually ate with them.
In the mountains and countryside, they couldn’t even get boxed meals.
The crew hired a local farmer family to cook for them; even though there were just over 30 people in the crew, preparing three meals a day was no easy task, and everyone couldn’t be too picky. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
So, whatever the local farmer prepared for everyone, that was what they ate. Being able to eat to their fill was already good.
Even knowing that his daughter was arriving today, the director didn’t inform the farmer in advance to prepare something special.
The director and his daughter were only able to eat what they had tonight purely because of the daughter’s presence.
"Even if you don’t like it, eat enough to fill up, we won’t have late-night snacks." Ning Yi also felt that such food wasn’t doing justice to his daughter, but there was no other option.
"No, it’s really delicious." Ning Youguang took a bite of the fried egg and squinted at the scenery in the distance, bathed in ink-like colors. It felt truly fragrant.
She hadn’t eaten such tasty rural food in a long time.
In her past life, she could eat this during the time when she provided educational support in the mountains each year, but in this life, since her rebirth, she hadn’t had any yet.
"If you like it, eat more." Seeing that his daughter genuinely enjoyed it, Ning Yi was very happy and placed a large chicken drumstick from his bowl into hers, "There won’t be this much to eat later."
"It’s okay, I’ll eat whatever everyone else is eating, you eat too," little You Guang replied, putting a big chicken wing in her dad’s bowl.
Ning Yi ate with great relish.
After dinner, the crew needed to continue working.
There were many mosquitoes in the mountains, and Ning Yi wanted his daughter to watch TV at the farmer’s house instead of following them around and getting tired.
But Ning Youguang wasn’t interested in TV and followed them with mosquito repellent spray to observe the film shoot.
Ning Yi gave her a small stool, allowing her to sit and watch from the sidelines.
Quietly watching everyone in the crew busy at work, You Guang noticed that although the crew was quite poor, everyone carried a genuine passion and determination to make a good film. Everyone worked exceptionally hard, each person almost doing the work of two or three.
She felt that perhaps it was precisely because of this that the atmosphere of the crew in front of her was better and more cohesive than those she had seen when she visited her mother’s film sets in her past life.
When Ning Yi got involved in work, he became completely absorbed, and everyone else was busy with their tasks and didn’t quite adjust to the presence of a little guest who needed extra attention.
As a result, when everyone wrapped up at two in the morning, they found the director’s daughter wrapped in her father’s coat, asleep against a tree at the edge of the set.
On winter nights, the depth of night brought heavy dew.
This made Ning Yi feel immensely pained and guilty.
Mr. Mao also felt guilty and whispered to him while standing beside him:
"I had arranged with the farmer during dinner to let you and your daughter have a room. Don’t let the child sleep in the tent with us; the ground is cold in winter. When you were busy, the farmer’s wife took me to see the room. It’s the one on the far right of the second floor of the farmer’s house. It has a separate bathroom. The bed linens aren’t new, but they’re clean. You should carry her to sleep now. It’s late; don’t wake her for a bath. Let her bathe tomorrow morning when the sun comes out."
"Thank you."
"No need to be polite between us. You’re tired too, so get some rest early."1314
