Chapter 486 - Chapter 486: Storytelling

Chapter 486: Storytelling

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“When you got in the car, were the outfits already paired? Can they be separated?” Bai Xue asked.

“They can be separated. When I livestream, I always mention that my outfit choices are just my personal preferences. People can mix and match them as they like.”

“The overall look is pretty good. Of course, my suggestions might not be better than your original choices. You can decide, ” Bai Xue said.

“Tomorrow, during the livestream, I can follow your method to create a few new outfits.”

At Feifei’s house, Tao Jingyuan helped Feifei get ready for bed and tucked him in.

Then she sat by the bedside and began telling a story.

Zheng Kuo warmed the milk.

The next morning, everyone woke up to the sound of a song. The radio was playing, “Happy New Year.”

Li Zexuan was the first to get up. He cooked noodles and added a few vegetables on top.

After finishing it, he woke his two younger brothers first. He then sent Li Zekai to knock on their father’s door.

When Li Yanchen came out and saw the steaming pot, he guessed that breakfast was ready.

Li Zexuan stood by the stove. “I made it. I tasted it. The seasoning is just right.”

“Not bad, Li Zexuan. You actually made breakfast. Are you trying to be more responsible since your idol is around?” Since joining the livestream, Lin Wan had only seen her stepson make breakfast twice.

“I did it for you all. Even Ms. Lin knows how to cook now. How could I not learn?” Li Zexuan said.

Lin Wan smiled. “Young man, you’ve grown up.”

“That song has been playing for a while. Why aren’t they announcing any missions? Please don’t tell me we have to listen to that song the whole day,” said Li Zexin.

“Just go with the flow,” Li Zexuan said nonchalantly. “Let’s have breakfast.” At 8 a.m., the livestream began.

They announced the mission for the day. “Everyone, gather at Teacher Bai Xue’s house at ten a.m. Our task for today is storytelling. We will randomly select twenty fans and judge their favorite stories.” Everyone in the Li family lowered their heads.

[This feels like…]

[Did you also think of the first season’s storytelling mission? Looks like we’re all long-time fans.]

[Yeah. So, is this a chance for Sister Wan and the kids to start anew, or is it a way to open old wounds?]

[The beginning and the end of the episodes are circling each other. Their relationship worsened in the first season, improved in the middle, and the most shocking part of the first season was the exchange of horror stories. Now, it’s starting over.]

[Horror stories? Wasn’t the first season difficult for the Li family?]

[@Previous Poster, are you a new fan? In the first season, Sister Wan took quite a scolding. I suggest not going back to watch it.]

[Really? I’ll take a look anyway.]

After a moment of silence, a few people raised their heads and smiled at each other.

“Ms. Lin, were you scared back then?” Li Zexin asked. “What about you?”

“Of course, I wasn’t scared. I’m a man,” Li Zexin said proudly.

“Big brother, Auntie Lin, I was scared. Are you going to tell ghost stories again today?” Li Zekai leaned against his father’s arm and asked.

“I definitely won’t,” Li Zexin said nonchalantly.

“I’m considering it, ” Lin Wan said.

“Huh? Ms. Lin, are you trying to get back at us?” Li Zexin was taken aback.

“Uh-huh, who was the one who started it in the first place? Shouldn’t you get a taste of it?”

“I already experienced it plenty back then. You’re really vindictive. Also, adults aren’t supposed to be picking on children.”

“You’re taller than me when you stand up.”

“It’s not about heights. You have to compare based on maturity.”

Lin Wan ruffled her stepson’s hair. “I’m just teasing you. Did you really think I’m a wicked stepmother? Don’t worry, I’ll never pick on you.”

“Okay, Mom, I’m sorry. With this soup, I would like to toast to you.” Li Zexin held the bowl in his hands.

Li Yanchen smiled.

Li Zexuan turned to go to the kitchen and poured two glasses of water. “Here, let’s bury the hatchet with this.”

[This is so touching.]

[What kind of stories will Sister Lin tell the kids today in the livestream room?]

[From beginning to end, I never considered Xinxin difficult. On the contrary, I’ve always thought he’s a simple kid who just likes candy.]

[I’m a bit different from you. I really detested Xinxin in the first episode.]

[I hated Sister Wan in the first episode. Luckily, I didn’t leave any harsh comments about her.]

[Exactly, what we see are only certain moments. Let’s not comment harshly.] [Oh dear, I’m not crying… It’s a variety show, but it’s so touching.]

[I’m thinking about my stepson. He used to lash out when he was young. Maybe he was just trying to get his father’s attention. He is all grown up and has moved away. I feel like I was not a very accommodating stepmother back then. ]

[Some kids can be really mischievous.]

[Is Xuanxuan crying? His eyes are red.]

[Thanks to the production team for giving Sister Lin and the kids this chance.]

When other families heard about storytelling, they guessed that the production team was trying to bring things full circle.

Since the Li family had struggled with storytelling before, they were trying to give them another chance.

In Lin Wan’s original world, she didn’t have much experience with storytelling. After joining the show, she had gotten into the habit of telling bedtime stories to her youngest stepson.

What should she talk about?

She racked her brains and finally found some inspiration from a website. She was going to adapt her own stories.

For Tao Jingyuan and her family, this segment was incredibly easy. Any story they pulled out and retold would suffice. They didn’t even need to prepare. They just had to show up at Bai Xue’s house on time.

Bai Xue brought out all the snacks she had brought with her when she heard that the mission would take place at her house.

Bai Xue had done so many things in her life. Storytelling felt like it was from years ago, and she wasn’t quite sure what kind of story kids liked to hear nowadays, so she searched online.

At Wheatley’s house, Nannan was confident.

Even though she was a stepmother, she had given Wheatley all her love. When Wheatley was little, she used to tell her stories almost every night. When she turned twelve and didn’t want to listen anymore, she stopped.

She felt there was no need for preparation. Wheatley liked stories about princesses, so she could just pick one from the stories she had told before.

When Nannan told stories to her daughter, Michael would sometimes listen too. He could probably retell them. There wouldn’t be any issues.

At Xia MO’s house, she was struggling a bit. Xiao Yi had never been an ordinary child since he was young. She remembered that when he was in kindergarten, she had told him a story about Snow White. Xiao Yi had stopped her and said, “Snow White is too silly in this story. The whole thing is silly. I don’t want to listen to it anymore.”

After that, Xia MO never told him any stories. Whenever there was a task from the production team, she just looked it up at the last minute.

‘A storytelling competition?’ Xia MO didn’t have much confidence in winning, but it didn’t matter. It was clear that this segment existed for the Li family. The result wasn’t important. Xia MO searched for a random story, read through it, and figured she could just summarize a few sentences when the time came..