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The gates of Shengshi Huating were pushed open.

Liu Qianqian walked in, dragging her suitcase.

She had just returned from filming "Nanjing Photo Studio".

She has lost a lot of weight.

His eyes still held the weariness and numbness of someone who had been in an extremely repressive environment for a long time.

The roar of the range hood came from the kitchen.

Yu Le came out carrying a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Upon seeing Liu Qianqian standing in the entryway, Yu Le stopped in her tracks.

He placed the plate on the table and went over to take the suitcase from her hand.

"I'm back."

Yu Le sized her up.

This girl really put herself through a lot to play the role of Lin Yuxiu well.

Liu Qianqian looked at the steaming pork ribs on the table.

My eyes welled up with tears without warning.

During her months on set, she faced mud, blood, and despair every day.

Every day is a torment of life and death dramas.

The aroma of home-cooked food instantly brought back a feeling of being transported to another world.

"Dad."

Liu Qianqian stepped forward and grabbed Yu Le's arm.

She buried her face in his shoulder and began to sob softly.

Yu Le remained silent.

He simply raised his hand and gently patted her back.

He knew she needed to vent.

Such heavy historical themes are extremely psychologically taxing for actors.

It took Liu Qianqian a long time to stop crying.

She looked up and wiped her face haphazardly.

Are you hungry?

Yu Le pulled out a dining chair.

"Go wash your hands, it's all my favorite food."

Liu Qianqian nodded vigorously.

She ate the meal very slowly.

Chew each bite carefully.

She was reaffirming that she was living in a peaceful and prosperous era.

the next day.

September st.

The day when all the mythical creatures in the country are returned to their cages.

Dongdong has officially become a primary school student.

The little guy was so excited early in the morning that he couldn't sleep.

Wearing a new backpack with an Ultraman pattern, he ran around the living room.

"Dad! Hurry up!"

"I'm going to be late!"

Dongdong ran to the entrance and pounded on the security door.

Yu Le slowly finished drinking the goji berry water in her cup.

"What's the rush?"

"The school isn't going anywhere."

Yu Le picked up the car keys and took Dongdong out.

On the first day of school, the school held a grand opening ceremony.

As a representative of the new students, Dongdong was also given a red scarf by an upperclassman.

School in the afternoon.

Yu Le went to pick him up.

As soon as he stepped out of the school gate, Dongdong rushed out like a wild dog that had broken free of its reins.

The red scarf on their chests fluttered in the wind.

back home.

Liu Qianqian was sitting on the sofa reading the script and trying to calm herself down.

Dongdong kicked off her shoes, not even putting on slippers, and ran barefoot into the living room.

He ripped the red scarf off his neck.

Hold it in your hand.

"Monster! Where do you think you're going!"

Loud shouting.

He threw the red scarf forcefully into the air.

Then he suddenly jumped up and reached out to grab it.

"Behold, I am Nezha, the Third Prince!"

"The Heavenly Silk Sash! Go!"

The red scarf drew an arc in the air and landed on the coffee table.

Dongdong pounced over, grabbed the red scarf, and waved it wildly again.

Liu Qianqian's brows furrowed instantly.

She had just returned from that era of war and turmoil.

In the film, countless people paid a heavy price to protect a single negative and to live one more day.

Now we see Dongdong treating this item with special meaning as a toy.

Her temper flared up instantly.

"Yu Muchen!"

Liu Qianqian slammed the script heavily onto the coffee table.

"What are you doing!"

Dongdong was startled.

He stopped what he was doing and stared blankly at his angry sister.

"I...I was playing with the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon).

Dongdong raised the red scarf in her hand.

"Is this called the Universe Ring?"

Liu Qianqian stood up, walked over, and snatched the red scarf from his hand.

"This is a red scarf!"

"Didn't your teacher teach you how to take care of it?"

Dongdong pouted.

"The teacher said this is the symbol of the Young Pioneers."

"But it looks just like a magic ribbon."

He retorted defiantly.

"Still talking back!"

Liu Qianqian raised her hand, trying to scare him.

"alright."

Yu Le walked out of the kitchen carrying a thermos.

He was cutting fruit inside when he heard the noise outside.

Yu Le walked between the two.

He glanced at Liu Qianqian.

"Please sit down."

Liu Qianqian bit her lip, stuffed the red scarf into Yu Le's hand, and sat back down on the sofa.

Yu Le turned her head and looked at Dongdong.

His expression was very serious.

The usual indulgence was gone.

Dongdong sensed something was wrong and shrank back.

Two little hands behind her back.

"Dad..."

Yu Le pulled over a chair and sat down in front of Dongdong.

Their eyes were level.

Yu Le unfolded the crumpled red scarf.

Place it on your lap.

"Do you know what this is?"

Yu Le asked.

"red scarf."

Dongdong answered softly.

"Why is it red?"

Yu Le continued to ask.

Dongdong scratched his head.

"Because...it looks good?"

Yu Le shook his head.

He reached out and pulled Dongdong in front of him.

"Didn't the teacher tell you about this at school today?"

Dongdong lowered his head.

"I did."

"But I didn't hear you clearly."

Yu Le did not get angry.

He picked up the red scarf and pointed to its bright red color.

"The red color here is not dye."

"It is the blood of martyrs."

Dongdong suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide open.

"Blood?"

He was clearly frightened by the word.

"right."

Yu Le's tone was low.

"The movie your sister just finished filming is about things from the past."

"Long ago, our country was bullied by bad people."

"They came in with guns and tanks, and stormed into our city."

"They kill, set fires, and steal."

Yu Le looked into Dongdong's eyes.

"Back then, kids didn't have cartoons to watch."

"There's no fried chicken to eat."

"Even surviving is difficult."

Dongdong's mouth opened slightly.

He couldn't imagine what that kind of life would be like.

"And then?"

Dongdong couldn't help but ask.

"Later, many brave people stepped forward."

Yu Le folded the red scarf into a neat triangle.

"They did this to drive away the bad guys, so that you, their descendants, could go to school in peace."

"They went to war."

"Many people died."

"Their blood flowed on the ground, staining the land red."

Yu Le placed the folded red scarf in Dongdong's palm.

"This red scarf is so that you will remember them."

"Remember, you can play in an air-conditioned room right now because someone took the bullets for you."

Dongdong looked at the red scarf in her palm.

He is still young.

They may not be able to fully comprehend the weight of life and death.

But he could understand the seriousness in Yu Le's words.

He knew he had done something wrong.

Dongdong's eyes reddened.

Two bags of tears welled up in her eyes.

"Dad, I was wrong."

Dongdong sniffed.

"I shouldn't have treated it as a toy."

Yu Le patted his head.

"It's good that you admit your mistakes and can correct them."

"Go and apologize to your sister."

Dongdong walked up to Liu Qianqian.

Holding the red scarf in both hands, he bowed deeply.

"Sister, I'm sorry."

"I will never litter my red scarf again."