Zhao Jiayuan immediately looked over.
Zhao Ke lowered his voice and whispered, "Don't be too direct."
[Hahahaha, this is really putting my silly son in a difficult position. He wants to watch, but he can't watch too directly.]
[My son was watching the dog so intently, it was all sneaky stuff, damn it! I'm afraid he'll develop strabismus.]
What happened to your arm?
"What happened to his arm?" Zhao Jiayuan glanced furtively at the man's arm in the yard, looking completely bewildered.
Zhao Ke gritted her teeth and said in a very low voice, "In the family photo hanging in Bai Zheming's house, Dad has a red birthmark on his left arm, and this man has one too."
Holy crap!
[Damn it, don't scare me! It's broad daylight, and it gave me goosebumps!]
[Weren't Mom and Dad dead? Weren't they burned to death?]
[But Jiang Mingxi was still alive at the age of three, this... damn! Could this be her father?]
[Oh my god! If this really is Dad, why isn't he coming home?]
[I'd like to digress a bit, isn't this show called " Survival Challenge "?]
[Isn't this enough of a challenge to survive? This is a direct challenge to life and death.]
Upon hearing Zhao Ke's words, Zhao Jiayuan shocked that his eyes almost popped out. He took a step back, his breathing becoming heavy with extreme shock, and fumbled in his pocket to pull out his phone.
The comments section was filled with questions about why celebrities don't hand over their phones when they appear on shows. Zhao Jiayuan then found the photo he had secretly taken when he ran into the room.
Zooming in on the photo, you can see clearly the left arm of Bai Zheming's father. There is indeed a red birthmark, shaped like a triangle, just below the exposed elbow.
It's exactly the same as the one I just saw on the man's arm.
They are in the same location and have similar shapes.
Moreover, the man's face was clearly burned.
Zhao Jiayuan's heart pounded, his hand holding the phone trembled so badly he almost dropped it. He swallowed hard, then looked at Zhao Ke, "Should I call Xiaoxi over?"
He hadn't finished speaking.
Creak~
The wooden door next to them was pushed open, and the old woman peeked out from the yard.
Zhao Jiayuan jumped up, and in a panic, he bowed to the old lady, saying, "Hello, Grandma."
The old lady looked at him with a kind face, then at Zhao Ke, "Didn't you say you were going to sweep the yard? Why aren't you coming in? Are you scared by Dalong's scar on his face? Don't be afraid, his face was burned, it looks scary, but he's an honest man and won't hurt you."
The old lady spoke gently and kindly.
Zhao Jiayuan's heart was pounding, and he couldn't think of anything to say for a moment.
Zhao Ke, however, calmed down a bit and smiled at the old lady, saying, "No, no, Grandma, you misunderstood. Our earpieces just fell off, so we came out and put them back on. We're going inside to sweep the yard now."
Why lie?
[Didn't they just say they were calling Jiang Mingxi over? Why are they saying they need to go in and sweep the yard now? What are they doing?]
[I feel like this episode's premiere was a bit weird.]
[Me too, and I've always had this uneasy feeling, like something's about to happen.]
[Perhaps the previous events were too shocking, after all, it was a live-streamed manhunt, and it wasn't scripted.]
The old lady smiled and opened the courtyard gate completely, beckoning everyone inside, "Come in quickly. Yesterday, the village chief said a TV crew is coming to film a program, and we need to cooperate. I specially steamed some osmanthus cake for you. After you're done with your work, I'll bring you some cake."
As she spoke, the old lady looked outside again.
With a hint of confusion on her face, she asked, "Where's that child? The one who's really fair-skinned, with big eyes, and slightly curly hair?"
Zhao Jiayuan and Zhao Ke immediately exchanged a glance.
Normally, Zhao Jiayuan have immediately smiled and said, "You mean Jiang Mingxi, blah blah blah~"
But now.
The man standing in the yard might be the same person as Jiang Mingxi's father.
Zhao Jiayuan's mind was as clean as if it had been licked by a dog, incapable of generating any thoughts; only his heart was pounding as if it would jump out of his throat.
Just as Zhao Ke was about to speak, Teacher Zhou, who was standing in the courtyard, laughed and said, "Auntie, are you talking about another artist among them? They seem to be in groups. The one you're talking about isn't over here. I saw him just now when I was waiting for Xiaoxi at the kindergarten."
Zhao Jiayuan, whose brain had been licked by a dog, couldn't control his mouth and blurted out, "Waiting for whom?"
Teacher Zhou was somewhat puzzled by his reaction, but still smiled politely and said, " Xiaoxi, huh?" She gestured with her chin towards the man in the yard, "That's his son."
Zhao Jiayuan:...
Zhao Ke:...
His arm is the same as Jiang Mingxi's father's arm, and his son's name is... Xiaoxi?
Zhao Jiayuan turned his head sharply to look at Zhao Ke: Go find Xiaoxi!
The man in the yard looked at his mother with some confusion.
His mother has always had a bad temper and doesn't get along well with the people in the village. She doesn't have much patience for him, and she's even less kind to his wife. She's also indifferent to Xiaoxi.
Why are they suddenly being so enthusiastic towards these program crew members today?
And osmanthus cake? How come he didn't know his mom steamed osmanthus cake?
As the man looked on in confusion, the old woman grabbed a broom from the wall and looked at Zhao Jiayuan and Zhao Ke warmly, "Let me sweep with you. You're so young, how do you know how to sweep?"
Zhao Ke originally wanted to say that he suddenly remembered something and needed to go out for a while to find Jiang Mingxi.
But when the old lady picked up the broom and started sweeping, Zhao Ke couldn't bring himself to say it.
He could only give Zhao Jiayuan a look: finish this quickly.
I'll finish sweeping here quickly and then go find Jiang Mingxi. It won't make a difference if I take a little longer.
The two exchanged glances, reached a consensus, and quickly began sweeping. As they swept, Zhao Jiayuan said, "Grandma, we can sweep, you don't need to... Grandma!"
"Mom!"
"Auntie!"
Just as Teacher Zhou was about to push the door open and enter the room, the old lady suddenly lost her balance and fell backward.
The people in the yard were so frightened that their faces changed drastically, and they quickly went to help him up.
The old lady fell hard on her bottom and landed on the ground, wincing in pain.
Zhao Jiayuan was the first to rush over and help her up.
The old lady leaned on Zhao Jiayuan Zhao Jiayuan's arm, almost half of herself, saying, "Oh dear, I'm getting old, I lost my balance."
[Older people are more afraid of falling. My mother fell last year, it was a very minor fall, but she fractured a bone.]
[really.]
[But how did she fall? It seemed like she was standing perfectly fine and suddenly fell backward?]
[No way! Holy crap! This old lady looks exactly like Su Hui's mom!!!]
[???]
[who?]
[ Su Hui and I used to live in the same neighborhood. If this old lady weren't so old and her age didn't match up, I would have really thought she was Su Hui's mother. She really looks like her.]
[During the previous live stream, didn't Bai Zheming mention that Su Hui's mother Su Zhang Lin, worked as a maid in his family? Holy crap, ladies, I'm getting goosebumps! There might be something fishy going on here!]