The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Pei Yu’s natural use of “we” warmed Wang Ming’s heart.

He looked up and glanced at Pei Yu, who was seriously pushing the wheelchair forward, and smiled slightly.

“How are you doing now?”

Pei Yu spoke to Wang Ming as she walked, “Have you had your leg treated by anyone? Can it be cured?”

Others always tried all sorts of ways to avoid this topic in front of Wang Ming, never mentioning his legs or his health.

But Pei Yu just asked it directly.

Wang Ming smiled, “I’m in good health; it’s just these legs probably can’t be cured anytime soon. What, now that I’m disabled, you’re not going to be friends with me anymore?”

“Of course not, that’s nonsense,” Pei Yu laughed too, appearing relaxed and at ease, “I’m just thinking about keeping an eye out for good doctors for you. If we find a Divine Doctor or something, we can heal your legs sooner. You, a young man in the prime of your life unable to walk, isn’t that cruel? You’re so handsome, and yet your legs are disabled; it really makes me feel sorry for you.”

“You’re the only one who does that, cutting right into my heart,”

Wang Ming couldn’t help but laugh, shaking his head.

A gust of cold wind blew, Pei Yu turned sideways to shield him, then reached out to touch Wang Ming’s hand, “Your hand is so cold.”

As she spoke, she took a pair of gloves from her bag and handed them to Wang Ming, “Put them on.”

The gloves were knitted from yarn, crooked and looked quite unsightly.

Wang Ming took them and obediently put them on, “You didn’t make these, did you?”

“No,” Pei Yu rarely looked a bit embarrassed, “Why do you have so much nonsense?”

Gangzi followed behind with a suitcase, listening to their idle chat and seeing the undeniable smile on Wang Ming’s face, he was somewhat moved.

Gangzi had been taking care of Wang Ming for some time now, and since he arrived, he rarely saw Wang Ming smile.

But today, Wang Ming was able to laugh openly, and he didn’t mind mentioning his legs at all in front of Pei Yu, which Gangzi thought was a good thing.

He just thought, if Pei Yu could stay by Wang Ming’s side, Wang Ming would surely be happy, and he probably wouldn’t stay cooped up inside all the time anymore.

Wang Ming pointed out the way, Pei Yu pushed him to the door.

Gangzi quickly carried the suitcase inside and came over to help Pei Yu move the wheelchair.

Once inside, Pei Yu went to change her shoes, and Yang Baozhu came out of the kitchen, “Brother Wang, your friend is here? I’m preparing lunch; can you ask what they like to eat?”

Before she finished speaking, Pei Yu was already in slippers coming over, she saw Yang Baozhu at once.

Yang Baozhu also saw her, “You, is it you?”

Pei Yu smiled, “Stop with the ‘you’ or ‘yours,’ call me Auntie.”

Yang Baozhu’s eyes showed a hint of gloom, she lowered her head and mumbled, “Little Aunt.”

Wang Ming looked at Pei Yu, “You know Baozhu?”

Pei Yu sat down with a smile, she said to Yang Baozhu, “Could you please pour me a hot water?”

Yang Baozhu didn’t want to go, but Wang Ming looked at her, so she had to pour a glass of hot water and bring it over, “Is this temperature okay?”

Pei Yu took the glass but didn’t drink it, instead she held it in her hands.

Wang Ming pushed over in his wheelchair, “How do you know Baozhu?”

Pei Yu warmed her hands with the glass before putting it down, “Our families live opposite each other; her father and I are of the same generation, she called me Little Aunt since she was young.”

Yang Baozhu forced a couple of dry laughs, “Yes, that’s right. I just didn’t expect Little Aunt to know Brother Wang, um… what is your relationship with Brother Wang?”

Pei Yu laughed and pushed the hair that fell on her chest to the back, her eyes curved with a smile, clear and pure, but her expression carried an indescribable charm and allure, truly both innocent and captivating, utterly seductive, “You should ask your Brother Wang about that.”

Pei Yu threw a flirtatious glance at Wang Ming, “Brother Wang, what do you say our relationship is?”

Wang Ming was so affected by Pei Yu’s charm that he could barely hold himself together.

He swallowed dryly and reprimanded Yang Baozhu, “Why so nosy, don’t ask things you shouldn’t.”

Yang Baozhu felt aggrieved, her eyes instantly reddened.

Pei Yu couldn’t stand Yang Baozhu’s tendency to cry at the drop of a hat.

She went over to push Wang Ming’s wheelchair, “Can I have a tour of your room?”

With the wheelchair being pushed, how could Wang Ming say no? He pointed in a direction, and Pei Yu pushed him over.

Gangzi seized the chance to pull Yang Baozhu into the kitchen.

Yang Baozhu was still sulking, and Gangzi said to her, “You, really, why do you ask so much? We’re here to care for someone, just care well and get paid; don’t meddle in things that aren’t our concern.”

Yang Baozhu tore a leaf of vegetables, “It’s just… Pei Yu is my Little Aunt, so I wanted to ask. I care about her too.”

“She’s not your real Aunt.”

Gangzi helped Yang Baozhu pick vegetables and reminded her, “You’re only neighbors, not really close; asking too directly isn’t good. Furthermore, Pei Yu is a big star, and I hear celebrities generally don’t share private matters casually.”

Yang Baozhu concealed the hatred in her eyes, “Okay, I’ll be more cautious in the future.”

She truly resented Pei Yu.

She had worked so hard and endured so much hardship caring for Wang Ming, yet Wang Ming only saw her as a caretaker.

And Pei Yu?

Just made a phone call and Wang Ming valued her so much.

Don’t think she couldn’t see it; she could tell Wang Ming cared about Pei Yu.

Whether Pei Yu liked Wang Ming or not she wasn’t sure, but Yang Baozhu understood Wang Ming probably liked Pei Yu.

So what was Yang Baozhu to him? Had all her efforts been in vain?

Xiaxi Village

The Pei Family had also been hiring help these days; after all, weddings are major affairs that must be organized well.

The Xiao Family were marrying off a spouse, so naturally, there was a wedding banquet; the Pei Family were sending off a bride, so they must invite guests too.

The weather was cold now, but the Pei Family’s yard was large, so they had set up tents in advance to keep everyone warm while dining on the wedding day.

In rural areas, preparations start several days ahead with meals and drinks for the hosts, followed by discussions of big and small matters.

Such as how many guests will come, how much stuff needs to be purchased, etc.

Those experienced stewards just need to know approximately how many people will come, and they can calculate how much food, rice, wine, cigarettes, and other items. Meat, eggs, chicken, duck, fish, anything that’s needed—they can make a pretty accurate estimate.

Anning was at home helping to entertain the stewards; she had just served wine when the phone rang.

Anning answered and heard Zhang Xiaoyu’s voice, “Anning, are you and Xiao Yuan taking wedding photos? Also, I heard weddings have videography now; should we hire a videographer? And do you need hairstyling and makeup? If yes, I can help you find them.”

Anning smiled, “Elder sister-in-law, thank you so much, we don’t need hairstyling and makeup. As for wedding photos, it’s too late now, so we won’t take them, but we can do it later when there’s time. Let’s hire a videographer; we only get married once in life, it would be nice to record it.”

Zhang Xiaoyu laughed heartily, “Alright, I’ll find one for you; don’t worry, I’ll get you a good one.”

After hanging up, Liu Dalian came over to ask, “Another call from the Xiao Family?”

Anning nodded, “It was Xiao Yuan’s elder sister-in-law; she’s really sharp! As soon as she heard we’re getting married, she immediately came back to help. You don’t know, she’s been helping with everything over at the Xiao Family. Originally, Xiao Yuan’s mom was making blankets with white cloth, which was like that… like the material used for funeral shrouds. Elder sister-in-law saw it and immediately had her change it to pure cotton lining, and all the covers changed to good materials too. Originally, they planned to make eight comforters, but elder sister-in-law insisted on making sixteen, and even had a fight with the second brother’s family over it.”

At this point, Anning didn’t even know how to describe Zhang Xiaoyu.

She saw that the second brother’s family was foolishly bluffing, and the second brother was just collecting things, wouldn’t be helpful in the future. Plus, Anning and Xiao Yuan had skills; she’s quickly getting close to them to ask for help later, and at least there’s some affinity so they can speak. Her insight was quite lively.