Chapter 70 "Going Home"

After much deliberation, Jin He finally decided to call her uncle the next day at noon. At that time, the film set was on break, which gave Jin He time to go out and attend to her own affairs.

Summers in the mountain city are always hot and humid, and Jin He's appetite is usually not very good in this kind of weather. Even though Wang Yang brought the food back a long time ago, he didn't say he would touch it.

The first two calls failed. Jin He was apprehensive. She pursed her lips and called a third time. Finally, the call was answered just as she was about to hang up.

"Hey, Xiao He."

The person on the other end of the phone was a man, and the background noise was quite loud, so Jin He guessed he was at some kind of dinner party.

"Uncle," Jin He said, closing the door, "what have you been busy with lately?"

“Oh dear, you know that this is the busiest time of the year for my uncle,” the man complained. “Fruit farming is not easy these days either; you can’t make much money even if you work all year round.”

Jin He listened quietly, then said, "Uncle, our company wants to rent your strawberry farm to film a TV program."

The voice on the other end of the phone gradually quieted down, probably because her uncle had gone to a quiet place again. Jin He just waited for his reply without saying anything.

"Strawberry farm...it needs to make money." The man seemed to light a cigarette. "Xiao He, you know how much financial pressure your uncle is under right now. Your mother-in-law's hospital stay costs so much money every day, and your cousin still has to go to school. Studying art also costs so much money. We can't stop for a day to lend you money for filming the show."

In fact, Jin He sometimes didn't understand the "difficulties" her uncle mentioned. After all, the biggest expense for the family now was her grandmother's medical bills. Her grandmother was currently in the hospital, and the medicines and treatment equipment were all of the most advanced and expensive standards, costing five figures a day.

However, it was Jin He who provided the money.

He did help his uncle's family sometimes, but his uncle's family was always struggling financially.

“The company isn’t renting your venue for nothing,” Jin He replied. “The venue fee is quite generous, and since we’ll be filming there, fans will naturally go there to take photos and check in, which will also help advertise for you, right?”

This deal was a great deal no matter how you looked at it, and Jin He really couldn't understand why he wouldn't agree.

"Let's just forget about it," the uncle said. "It's fine as it is for us to live peacefully like this. Besides, your grandma has a heart condition. It wouldn't be good for her to have so many people bothering her when she comes back after being discharged from the hospital."

Jin He let out an "Ah..." sound.

"How about this, I'll ask your aunt for you... how much does it cost to rent the venue for a day?"

"Last time we filmed our group variety show, we went to a farmhouse and booked the whole place. It cost about 15,000 yuan a day."

"Okay, I'll ask your aunt."

"Uncle..." Jin He quickly said when she saw him about to hang up, "I've been busy with work lately and haven't been to see Grandma in a long time. How is Grandma?"

"Oh, your grandma is doing well, and Xiao Miao is doing well too. You can focus on your work and don't worry about things at home."

The call was finally disconnected, and Jin He breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Yang then urged him to eat quickly and asked, "Did you say goodbye?"

"It should be about right."

As long as the money is in place, there's no need to worry about securing a venue. Jin He absentmindedly unpacked the disposable chopsticks, looking at the greasy boxed lunch but unable to muster any appetite.

Logically speaking, celebrities usually eat low-fat meals and salads, but Jin He obviously doesn't have any need to lose weight. On the contrary, Wu Youli even asked him to gain weight.

Therefore, Wang Yang did not order boxed lunches for Jin He like other artists, but let him eat the same food as the other staff members, so that he could gain a little weight.

The phone rang once, and Jin He looked down to see that it was a WeChat message from his uncle.

Uncle: Your aunt agreed.

"Yay! Picking strawberries! Picking strawberries! Picking strawberries!" Shen Duoyuan was excited all day, carrying a small basket and singing rap in the car. Jin He was holding a big cup of iced Americano and gulping it down. He was gesturing wildly next to him, but no one paid any attention to him.

The comments section was filled with laughter and mockery directed at him.

[Help! Shen Duoyuan really looks like a monkey! Does anyone know?]

He felt like he didn't belong to the same world as the other four people.

Judging from An Yi's expression, it looked like he wanted to kill him.

An Yi was indeed not happy right now. To be precise, he had been angry the whole time because Jin He hadn't said anything about what happened that night. He had wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to Jin He, but Jin He went to work as soon as she got off the plane. After she came back and took a nap, she went back to work. The two of them didn't have a chance to meet at all. When she occasionally went back to her dormitory, Jin He would just close the door and go to sleep.

Therefore, An Yi still has no idea what Jin He means.

"Slurp slurp," Jin He finished his iced Americano. He shook the ice in the cup and took out a carton of coffee from his backpack and poured it into the cup.

An Yi tried to find a topic to talk about as soon as he got in the car, but unfortunately, his mouth only flowed with ideas when he was being rude. He could never find a serious topic like this, so he could only sit in the car and sulk. Seeing Jin He doing this, he felt like he had finally found a little dirt on Jin He.

"Can you please stop drinking?"

Jin He: "???"

What's wrong with you now?

"An Yi is concerned about you. He told you to drink something so cold that you might get heatstroke, and drinking too much coffee isn't good either?"

Jin He: "..."

Lin Nian: This family would fall apart without me.

Because of An Yi, the team leader's workload has tripled!

Hahaha, it feels like without Lin Nian, Xiao He will be rolling her eyes at An Yi again.

Lin Nian asked again, "Am I right, An Yi?"

An Yi hummed in agreement, looking quite cool with his sunglasses on.

"You're right." Jin He verbally agreed, but her hands didn't stop moving. After refilling the water glass, she leaned back in her chair and sighed comfortably.

Impossible, it's impossible not to drink the life-sustaining water.

The car slowly drove into Yichu Village on the outskirts of the city. The road suddenly narrowed considerably, and the branches of the trees on both sides of the road kept scratching the roof and windows of the car. After turning several corners, the view suddenly opened up, and the car drove into a spacious courtyard. A woman adorned with jewels was waiting for them in the courtyard, arm in arm with her husband. Their son was standing behind them. When the car stopped, he quickly went over to them.

"Ouch! Xiao He!"

The woman swayed closer in her high heels, and as soon as Jin He got out of the car, she hugged her tightly: "Little He! Let your aunt see, you've gotten thinner again!"

The other young men also quickly got out of the car to greet their elders: "Hello, Auntie! Hello, Uncle!"

Wow, Aunt Xiaohe is so warm and friendly! She seems easy to get along with!

Xiao He's uncle is also very handsome; I can only say that good looks are hereditary.

Haha, she was born with good looks.

Xiao He must be very happy. Counting her training and debut, it's been about a year since she's been home.

"You must be tired from the journey. Your aunt has prepared some delicious food for you. Let's eat first and then go to the strawberry farm!"

"OK."

"Thank you, Auntie."

"Thank you, Auntie!"

An Yi followed behind Jin He, his brows furrowed. He felt something was wrong because Jin He hadn't smiled since he entered the courtyard, even though he was someone who was so careful about his facial expressions in front of the camera.

He sensed something was wrong.

Something's really wrong!