Her master never forced her to do anything.

Just tell her that one day she will meet someone or something for which she is willing to dedicate everything.

Her master said he didn't care about other people's opinions, only that the good fortune he had accumulated was very useful.

Much, much later.

Her master passed away, but she did not see the golden light of merit that should have appeared on his soul.

She only found out then.

Her master was actually accumulating good karma for her...

Wait until the phone screen automatically turns off.

Yan Jiu remained silent, but tears streamed down her face.

She raised her hand to touch her warm tears.

I was quite surprised.

The system was equally surprised.

System: [Host of SuSu!?]

Yan Jiu ignored the system.

He just looked up at the sky.

Using the night as a canvas and the stars as embellishments, she painted the image of her master in her mind.

But.

A person created in one's imagination.

There's always a possibility it will be blown away by the wind.

Yan Jiu clutched her chest, feeling sullen.

Apart from my master and senior brothers.

No one will ever again place their hand on her head and call her Little Ajiu.

Yan Jiu slowly closed her eyes.

Her senior brother once told her that.

She can only shed tears in front of the people who love her.

then.

Yan Jiu let the wind dry her tears.

Only then did he lower his head and continue watching the video.

Trying to immerse oneself in busyness.

To prevent myself from having time to think further.

Not long after.

I don't know if Douyin will proactively recommend videos based on the videos an account has viewed.

Yan Jiu saw a video of an old lady.

The other party's ID is "Flower Farmer Xiao Qin".

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

As expected.

The system panel makes its presence known: [Ding!]

Inspection target: Flower farmer Xiao Qin,

Note: Premium customer

Mortality rate: 99%

Time of death: After the 6780th scavenging session.

The host is advised to pay attention immediately!

Startled by Yan Jiu's tears, the system didn't dare to comment and only silently watched its host's furrowed brows.

In short videos.

An elderly woman with a face full of wrinkles was scavenging in a busy area, riding a tricycle.

The dilapidated tricycle, like the old woman's wrinkles, is filled with a sense of historical weight.

The old woman was wearing clothes that had been washed until they were faded.

The clothes were old, but very clean.

Yan Jiu flipped through the old woman's other videos.

She discovered.

No matter how hard life gets, there's always a pot of blooming sunflowers in the basket of the other person's tricycle.

Sometimes orange.

Sometimes it is red.

The old woman in the video firmly believes that by planting sun-facing flowers and relying on inner warmth and hope, she can withstand all the storms that winter is coming.