Sister, look at him!

The things He Qingwan brought back from town were so explosive.

It was like other people were still picking straw for their little hut, but He Qingwan had already moved into a big villa.

It was around two o'clock when He Qingwan returned home and Zhu Li was feeding the chickens.

"Bubbles, help me get it."

He Qingwan greeted Zhu Li.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Li scattered the feed in his hand and came up from the pit along the path to help He Qingwan unload the feed.

"Did the production team confiscate your money?" Zhu Li and He Qingwan whispered to each other.

"I met a little girl and taught her to play the piano. One lesson costs two hundred yuan." He Qingwan smiled happily, "I bought some spare ribs. Let's stew them in the evening. They can help grandpa and grandma to replenish their bodies."

Zhu Li nodded without objection.

When he first joined He Qingwan's small group, he refuted everyone's offers, but it was of no use.

The stone would be at a loss and lower its head pitifully.

Yu Yuan would just make a joke and pass over the matter.

Luo Mingxuan would stuff it directly into his mouth.

Chu Mu convinced him without realizing it.

And He Qingwan would look at him with an aggrieved look as if he was about to cry.

This made it impossible for him to say no no matter what.

Later, he simply gave up refusing and wrote down every single thing in his diary carefully.

Zhu Li put some of the things He Qingwan bought into the refrigerator.

He finished feeding the chickens and cleaning the house.

Just as I was about to go to the fields to help my grandparents work, the two old people came back carrying hoes.

He Qingwan was the first to discover it, but she kept in mind her weak character that could not take care of herself, so she stood there quietly, waiting for Zhu Li to take over the hoe from the two elders, and then she followed him.

By the way, I handed over the two washed peaches in my hand.

"Grandpa and grandma, eat peaches." Her eyes curved into crescents, looking well-behaved and cute.

The two elders waved their hands to refuse, but Zhu Li took the peach and stuffed it into their hands.

The two elders were taciturn, and He Qingwan was not the type to rush to talk to others. As soon as the three of them sat there, the atmosphere became awkward.

Zhu Li was stewing pork ribs in the kitchen, and the three of them sat in the shade, fanning themselves silently with a large palm-leaf fan.

Soon, Zhu Li, sweating profusely, came out of the kitchen, breaking the silent atmosphere between the three.

"Wanwan, I don't understand a question. Can you teach me?"

Zhu Li took the initiative to help He Qingwan out of the predicament.

He Qingwan nodded, politely excused himself to the two elders, and returned to the room with Zhu Li.

Zhu Li said: "My grandparents don't like to talk."

"I can see that." He Qingwan smiled, "Big brother doesn't like to talk either. Your whole family doesn't like to talk either."

Zhu Li suddenly fell silent, his eyes lowered, "…Actually it wasn't like this before."

"It's okay, don't say it if you don't want to." He Qingwan patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"It's okay. I have nothing bad to say to you." Zhu Li raised his head and gave He Qingwan a bright smile.

He Qingwan looked at him for a while and nodded gently, "Well, you talk, I'm listening."

Out of consideration for privacy, there were no cameras installed in He Qingwan's room, so their conversation would naturally not be known to outsiders.

In this private space, He Qingwan learned about Zhu Li's past, which was not given much attention in the plot.

The Zhu family had lived a very good life before, and even in the town they were considered a well-off family.

But something unexpected happened a few years ago.

My grandparents fell ill one after another, all of them were minor illnesses that could be cured with a minor surgery and some medicine.

But the surgery and medical expenses are too expensive.

The couple had only one child, Zhu's father, so he emptied out all his savings and even borrowed some money.

At that time, Zhu Li was only six years old, and Zhu Yuan was only eleven years old.

The Zhu family was not defeated by this. After all, Zhu's father was still strong and could still work. However, things are unpredictable and Zhu's father died unexpectedly.

To make matters worse, Zhu's mother also abandoned them and married a rich man in the same year.

Eleven-year-old Zhu Yuan had to drop out of school and take on the responsibility of taking care of her two younger brothers.

In this way, they sold some things and paid back the money bit by bit.

The money they borrowed was from fellow villagers or relatives. They felt sorry for the Zhu family's situation and did not force them to pay it back.

It took more than eight years for the Zhu family to finally pay off everyone's debts, including principal and interest.

Up to now, their lives are much better than in previous years.

Zhu Li finished his story and looked at He Qingwan. "What about your childhood? I want to hear your childhood story, too."

"..." He Qingwan didn't reply. She leaned her head on Zhu Li's shoulder and said, "My childhood stories are boring. I'd better not tell them."

He Qingwan's story is indeed very boring, no matter which world it is in.

In the interstellar world, she is the legitimate daughter of the He family and the interstellar goddess. Everyone who sees her flatters her. Everyone likes her and no one hates her.

In the previous world, she was the young lady of the He family. She was of noble status, extremely talented and beautiful, and was flattered and praised in the circle of noble ladies.

In this world, she was born in China, had a proud family background, and had a bunch of little kids praising her. Even when she went abroad and grew up there, there were still many people trying to please her.

She couldn't empathize with Zhu Li's story because she had never experienced it.

"Okay, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it." Zhu Li also tilted his head and put his cheek against the top of He Qingwan's hair.

The two leaned against each other, and no one spoke.

……

Zhu Yuan came back in the evening, and the whole family gathered together to drink pork rib soup.

Halfway through the meal, He Qingwan and Zhu Li brought their bowls to the door and sat on the steps to eat.

It gets dark very late in the summer, and even at seven o'clock you can still see the fiery red clouds.

Just at this moment, several angry curses were heard from next door.

"Mingxuan's voice." Zhu Li and He Qingwan looked at each other, hurriedly put down the bowls in their hands and ran to the next room.

Blood was gushing from Luo Mingxuan's forehead. Behind him was a middle-aged woman who was crying breathlessly and a middle-aged man with bruised eyes and swollen corners of his mouth.

In front of him was Goudan with red eyes and a sinister smile, and in his hand was a steel pipe.

"Goudan, what are you doing?!" Zhu Li wanted to rush over and snatch the steel pipe from Goudan's hand, but was held tightly by He Qingwan.

Goudan has been pierced. Now, he has the strength of the ninth level of Qi training, and the fists of ordinary people cannot cause any harm to him.

"Paopao, go find big brother." He Qingwan said calmly. Goudan had just come through and his realm was not stable yet. A few punches from Zhu Yuan would be enough to make him suffer.

Zhu Li always listened to He Qingwan, and upon hearing that, he ran back home without looking back.

He Qingwan observed Goudan for two seconds, frowned, and moved her index finger slightly, pausing time.

There's something wrong with this bastard.

It should be said that this world is outrageous. She took it for granted. The current situation is no longer something she can solve.

"Wen Rangyu, I need you."