Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Hua Qingyou continued to look down at her book.

Having experienced so many worlds, she is least afraid of learning. First of all, her original self was born a top student, and after transmigrating through so many storylines, she also gained the ability to remember everything she saw.

These are really just child's play now.

Seeing that Fan Qingyou was reading a book and completely ignoring her, it seemed that her aunt was also unreliable.

Lu Shiman sat on the bed, feeling sullen.

As soon as she sat down, she felt the bed shaking, which made her even more annoyed.

Looking at the moldy, blackened blankets on the bed, she felt waves of nausea.

Thinking to myself, this was originally a ploy to make myself suffer, but now I have to cover myself with this disgusting blanket. Otherwise, I'll ask my mom to change it when I go back tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Lu Shiman felt a little better.

Then, she looked at Fan Qingyou.

"Cousin, I have a question I can't answer. Could you teach me?"

Lu Shiman thought to herself that although this cousin was a bit annoying, she still had to greet her properly in order to live comfortably in this family in the long run.

"What's the question?"

Fan Qingyou nodded as well.

"this!"

Lu Shiman quickly took out the book and handed it to her.

It is a math problem.

"This is very simple!"

As Fan Qingyou spoke, she began to write down her answer. When she finally wrote it down, Lu Shiman was completely bewildered.

She wrote it down, but she couldn't understand it herself.

But at this point, saying you don't understand it would make you seem weak.

"What, you don't understand? I'm sorry, cousin... I'm only good at writing, I don't think I'm very good at teaching others how to write, I'm so sorry!"

Fan Qingyou looked at her and said apologetically.

"It's okay, cousin, I understand."

Lu Shiman quickly grabbed the book and left.

Fan Qingyou lowered her head to read again, but couldn't help laughing.

When it was time for dinner, Fan Zhongguang also came home from get off work, bringing some fruit with him.

Thinking it was Lu Shiman's first time staying here, Lu Chunmei prepared a lot of dishes.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Lu Shiman thought about the food she used to eat at home and suddenly felt that she should still be living the life she was living now.

The one from before... haha, she really wants to forget.

"Shiman, why are you crying?!"

Lu Chunmei watched as she lowered her head and began to sob softly again.

I felt a sense of helplessness; this child seemed to have cried so many times today.

"I just wish I could eat such good food when my dad was still alive!"

As Lu Shiman spoke, she wiped away the tears on her face.

Seeing Lu Shiman like this, Lu Chunmei was also somewhat moved.

Fan Qingyou put down her chopsticks.

"We bought so many dishes today because you're here. Actually, they're the same as usual. These dishes are only served during festivals."

What Fan Qingyou meant when she said this was that these kinds of foods weren't something her family ate often.

It's not that their lives are much better just because they live in the county town.

"Ah... Cousin, I didn't mean anything by it."

Lu Shiman stood there stunned, somewhat at a loss.