This young man must be the only one in the room.

Jiang Xi decided to take advantage of the opportunity of going to the toilet after drinking too much to get close to Dagui. It would be best if he could persuade him successfully, but if not, he believed that Dagui would not tell on him.

The door to the main room was closed, and even in broad daylight, the whole room exuded an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

Dagui was sitting alone on a long bench, peeling bean pods in silence. Sister Meijuan wanted to stir-fry edamame for lunch, so he peeled them very carefully.

But soon, the most beautiful "high-quality goods" in the east room came out to run to the toilet. Every time she came out, she greeted him with a smile. Dagui felt a little...

It's so strange that I can't describe it.

The fourth time, this "high-quality guy" leaned over to the eight-immortal table next to Dagui and asked with a smile: "Little brother, what are you peeling this for?"

"Eat."

Dagui thought the city girls had probably never seen edamame before, so he introduced it to them earnestly. He had never chatted with girls before, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Is it tasty?"

Jiang Xi asked with a smile.

"It's delicious, a good side dish for drinking." Dagui thought of the thin porridge the girl had for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and fell silent.

Jiang Xi brought up this topic not to discuss whether edamame was delicious or not. As soon as her smiling face faded, she immediately looked extremely lonely. She had a pair of affectionate eyes, and when she acted pitiful, she looked truly pitiful.

"Green beans were my favorite at home... I miss home."

Seeing Dagui's vigilant look, Jiang Xi changed the subject:

"Little brother, do you miss home when you work outside?"

Dagui was immediately comforted by this familiar topic: "I do, of course I do. It's just that I have two younger brothers and a younger sister, and my parents are old. As the older brother, I have to take care of the family. My family said there's more money to be made out there, so I ran away."

"My little brother is really amazing."

Jiang Xi exclaimed in admiration.

Dagui felt embarrassed when he saw the girl's confused and curious eyes.

He knew that the money was dirty.

When Jiang Xi saw his expression, he knew: the time has come.

"Little brother, do you want to get away from here?" She asked in a low voice, her black and white eyes looking closer, with a kind of smart and lively spirit.

Dagui nodded, then quickly shook his head.

"Little brother, I know you are different from them." Jiang Xi twisted his fingers into a ball and nodded affirmatively: "You are a good person."

"Little brother, haven't you ever thought about the future? Not only is it a shame to take this money, but if you get into trouble one day and end up in jail, what will your brothers and sisters do then?"

Jiang Xi knew that just that little bit of compassion was not enough.

Even someone like Dagui has his own plans.

Dagui stopped picking the bean pods. He was not a fool. He had thought about what Jiang Xi said before, but he always lived one day at a time and couldn't help but feel lucky.

Jiang Xi pointed it out directly, and Dagui felt a chill down his spine, as if the day he would end up in jail had really arrived. He then said in a panic, "Then, what, what should I do?"

This den of thieves is so damn easy to get into but so damn hard to get out.

Jiang Xi then realized that he had overlooked a crucial point: Dagui's background was clear to the other party. At least his fellow villager knew it.

Established human trafficking gangs all have strict rules. They provide one-stop services to both upstream and downstream parties. Anyone who dares to betray the organization will have his entire family killed by the organization.

Dagui didn't dare to help her and risk implicating his family, let alone help her get a means of transportation. Turning a blind eye like he did in his previous life was already extremely outrageous.

Jiang Xi felt that he had reached a dead end again.

Mother Jiang touched it tentatively: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Xi shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

What they saw almost overturned Jiang's father and mother's entire outlook on life. Growing up under the red flag, they had the most steadfast materialistic values, did not believe in gods and Buddhas, and were convinced that all ghosts and monsters were feudal superstitions. But then something as mysterious as the Bodhi Heart Grass appeared...

When Jiang's father reached out his hand, Xiaoqian's mind jumped: "Men are disgusting and dirty clay things, dirty! Don't touch Ah Xin!"

Jiang Xi's eyes turned cold.

The Bodhi Heart Grass seemed to sense the low pressure coming from its host, and it stretched out its leaves aggrievedly, touched Jiang's father, and then pulled them back like lightning.

Jiang's mother's focus was elsewhere, "So Xixi...what kind of popularity do you need to use to grow this grass? What if, I mean what if," Jiang's mother stammered, and finally did not dare to say it out loud.

When a magical object appears, children often take it for granted that they are the center of the world and that all magical objects in the world belong to them and serve them. Adults, however, are more realistic and consider more; they don't believe in miracles.

As people get older, the weight of adventure and curiosity in their blood becomes lighter and lighter, while cowardice and reality become heavier and heavier.

Jiang's mother had to consider for Jiang Xi, what if this grass was an evil thing?

The Bodhi Heart Grass took root in Xixi's palm. If it continues to grow, its roots will spread to the blood throughout the body. At that time, will Xixi become the nutrient of this grass, or will the two of them become twins?

Jiang's mother is not a child, she is just a mother.