The Little Lucky Girl

Chef Hong was shocked. The chef was very concerned about the guests' meals. This child usually ate well and was very supportive of his cooking skills. Why was he so...

He subconsciously asked, "But what I made is not to your taste?"

"No, no," Ming Youyou said hurriedly, "It's just that I..."

How could she explain this? Could she tell others that she had let the basket leak?

"She ate a lot yesterday, and her stomach needs a rest today." Zheng Huan helped out.

Chef Hong breathed a sigh of relief. "You ate too much? That's easy. I have some meatballs to help you digest food. I'll give you a few later."

He quickly shoveled a spoonful of the dish into Ming Youyou's bowl, "Today's dish is sweet and sour, and you like it the most."

Ming Youyou walked away holding the bowl, feeling extremely conflicted.

Zheng Huan comforted him, "Because we ate too many black buns in the past two months, now everything looks delicious, so naturally we want to eat more. It will be fine after a while."

Ming Youyou thought it made sense and picked up a piece of delicious meat for him.

Lu Tai also said: "You are still young now. When your hair grows out in two years, you will be able to lose weight immediately."

Ming Youyou also picked up a piece of food for him with chopsticks.

Feng Xu finally rushed over, pushed the bowl over and waited, "Actually, if you ask me, your round face is so cute now. Besides, isn't fat considered beautiful here?"

"That's what you think of men, okay?" Ming Youyou despised him. He had been here for so long but still hadn't figured it out.

Lu Tai explained: "Women here still pay a lot of attention to their figure, because they have the tradition of dancing the peacock dance when they reach adulthood. If they can make the peacock spread its tail while dancing, they will be considered blessed and will be sought after by others."

Ming Youyou's appetite, which had just been persuaded to disappear, disappeared in an instant. She didn't want to be a fat peacock.

After dinner, Zheng Huan and his classmates were going to attend a course on mushroom identification. The school supervisor decided to take them to the mountain for on-site teaching and let these laborers pick more mushrooms to add to the canteen.

Ming Youyou felt that she had already learned it from her grandfather, so she didn't plan to join in the fun. She went to the back mountain alone to deliver bamboo tube baba to the clan elder.

The elder of the clan opened it and took a bite. "This must have been brought from the village on the mountain." He said with some nostalgia, "Not bad. After so many years, it still tastes the same."

Ming Youyou, who was originally in a daze, brightened up when she heard this. "You also know the village?"

"Haha, to be honest, I also had a hand in building that village. I went there several decades ago, and the leader you mentioned was not as old as you are now...

"I wanted to persuade them to move down the mountain, but they are too wary of outsiders." The elder shook his head and said nothing more.

He looked at Ming Youyou and said, "Why do I feel like something is wrong with you today?"

The elder squinted his eyes and looked at the child. Such a young child should not be even as old as the young Mu Ai.

He asked curiously, "Little kid, what's on your mind? Tell me and I'll help you figure it out."

Ming Youyou was a little hesitant, but couldn't help but speak out the question in her heart, "Don't you think God is particularly good to you? Is it because God loves you that you have lived so long?"

Elder Zong was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this question. He thought this kid was really interesting. He laughed and said, "Have you read the Tao Te Ching?"

Ming Youyou immediately nodded proudly. She was very familiar with the "Tao Te Ching" and would recite it to the system whenever she had nothing to do.

"Then 'Heaven and Earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs', do you know what that means?"

Ming Youyou continued to nod, and then what?

Elder Zong said with a sigh, "I can see from your appearance that you only know how to read, and you don't care what is said at all."

"Since we regard all things as straw dogs, how can we expect God to love us?"

Ming Youyou was anxious. "But, if God didn't favor you, why can you be the only one who can live so long?"

The elder laughed and said, "I don't know about that. After all, I never thought I would live this long. I can't die anyway."

He said, "If there is a God, then I also believe that 'God has no relatives and is always with the good people'. God has no relatives or friends, and it is useless to ask for help. But God will also be with those who respect the way."

"So, God's affairs have nothing to do with us. You can be grateful if you want to, but what we should think more about is how to be better ourselves." The old man said meaningfully.

When the system saw the host stumbling around in circles in the yard, it knew that she hadn't thought it through yet and hadn't let go of the worry from yesterday.

It felt that people here spoke vaguely and insisted that children figure things out for themselves. It was nothing like its original world, where teachers would break things up and explain things in pieces, fearing that students wouldn't understand.

However, this problem of the host was still very difficult for its small shopping mall system. It searched for "God" and found no information.

Then I searched for "interpersonal relationships" and "gratitude", and this time I found a lot of articles in the mall.

It clicked on the number one article, "On the Wonderful Fate between You and Customers." The author is said to be a doctor of psychology. After switching careers and opening an online store, he instantly became a top-selling product.

The system took a quick look and felt that what the doctor wrote was very mysterious, and none of its AI could understand it.

It had no choice but to extract keywords and, according to its own understanding, flashed and said, "God is not in my data, so I can't discuss it with you. But what I can tell you is that my charging frequency matches your brain waves. This is completely accidental. Maybe the programmer typed an extra code when it left the factory, and the host I'm looking for is not you."

"But even if you and I are bound together, if I find that you do not meet the requirements in terms of quality or character, I have the right to unbind you. So your luck is also due to your own factors."

"Just like you and Zheng Dao, two people can still be friends even though they are separated by countless planets, and it is because you have something that makes people like you."

Ming Youyou finally came out of her confusion, her eyes brighter the more she listened, "So, are you praising me?"

System: "I am just stating the situation, but you can understand it that way."

"I think I understand," she couldn't help but smile, "Is it because I'm good that God likes me? Because I'm good, he lets you stay; because I'm good, Brother Zhengdao keeps contacting me..."

System: ...Is that what I meant? Never mind. Just be happy.

Ming Youyou ran back to the elder and asked, "How can we be better people?"

Hiss, the old man gritted his teeth, "By 'better', do you mean you are quite satisfied with yourself?"

He didn't know what the child was thinking, but he was still very satisfied that she had come out of her confusion in such a short time.

"You are a little kid. You should eat well, sleep well and study hard every day."

Ming Youyou felt that this answer was really perfunctory, and couldn't help but ask: "What about you, how are you going to do better?"