Tang Wan, an obscure idol from the 18th tier, gets a second chance at life after death.
The good news is she's returned to the turning point of her fate.
The bad news is her memorie...
The other families also went to find their rooms. Tang Wan and Lu Lin held hands and walked towards the house next to the Fu family's house.
The second-place room wasn't bad either.
Compared to the other rooms, it's a pretty good house.
It has a small courtyard, a large stove, and a small vegetable garden in the back.
Lu Lin glanced at it and came back.
For no other reason than that he couldn't recognize him.
Lu Lin had never seen these dishes before, nor did he know how to use that earthen stove.
Just when Lu Lin was at his wit's end, Tang Wan took the initiative to strike.
She first went to the vegetable garden and picked some loofah, eggplant, and a few tomatoes.
Then, carrying the bamboo basket, they started walking back.
Seeing this, Lu Lin quickly reached out and took the vegetables from her hand, then asked, "Do you know what to do?"
He thought about it and realized that as an adult, he couldn't be so useless as to rely on children for everything.
Thinking of this, Lu Lin touched the tip of his nose and said, "Actually, this meal isn't absolutely necessary."
"We can go to the production team."
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than his stomach rumbled, betraying his lie.
Tang Wan glanced at Lu Lin, then shook her head.
She carefully took off her backpack and placed it in Lu Lin's hands. Then she carried the fruits and vegetables into the kitchen and finally found two pieces of frozen fat in the old-fashioned refrigerator.
Skillfully place the fatty meat under the tap to defrost it.
Then he reached for the kitchen knife on the stove.
At first, Lu Lin had not yet discovered Tang Wan's true intentions.
Lu Lin didn't realize what was happening until Tang Wan tiptoed to grab the dangerous kitchen knife.
He hurried over to the little brat, reached out and took the gleaming kitchen knife, weighing it in his hand.
This kind of kitchen knife is very heavy. It is thick and sturdy, and children cannot lift it at all. Even if they could, it would be very dangerous.
Lu Lin said irritably, "Why are you so competitive? Just tug at my sleeve and I know I should help you."
Lu Lin rarely spoke words that carried such a doting tone.
The viewers in the live stream couldn't take it anymore.
[Damn it, when have you ever seen Brother Lin say such mushy things? Doesn't he always think it's embarrassing to say things like that?]
[Hilarious! Back then, who was it that strained their voice to coax a little kid to talk, and Brother Lin even called it "sounding off"—it sounded really unpleasant.]
I'm going to record his voice now, and then play it back for him after the program ends.
Then let him reflect on it privately!
He could have spoken to us in such a gentle voice, but he always had to be sarcastic and confrontational.
Aren't we his little darlings too? We're kids too!
[In response to the comment above, we might really not be. What are we, Dengxi? Don't we know ourselves? Waaah, I'm crying so loudly.]
[Haha, so is this a massive fan defection?]
This time, the live stream only showed the scene in this room, and the atmosphere was much better without Su Jiajia and her group.
Tang Wan realized at this moment that the kitchen knife was dangerous, so she lowered her head, somewhat at a loss.
Because when she was in the orphanage, she did everything herself, all by herself, and no one helped her.
Asking for help is not advisable, because in their eyes, simple tasks are things they should do, and they should be able to do them all. Not troubling others is the first step in being adopted.
At least, that's what they said when they treated Tang Wan.
Tang Wan clenched her fingertips, opened her mouth, and her face, hidden behind her hat, turned bright red.
In the end, all he could manage to utter was, "Ah!"
Upon hearing this voice, Lu Lin's aura vanished instantly.
Tang Wan doesn't understand anything; she just doesn't want to be a problem.
Lu Lin quickly understood Tang Wan's feelings.
He rubbed his hair in frustration, then pinched the ear on Tang Wan's hat, his voice softening as if to soothe her nervousness.
Lu Lin: "I wasn't being mean to you."
He slowly squatted down, trying to look Tang Wan in the eye, his eyes filled with understanding and seriousness: "You're a kid, you can show weakness."
"You don't have to be that strong."
Tang Wan blinked, suppressing the stinging in her eyes.
How can I not be strong?
If you're not strong, you'll definitely get bullied.
They would lock themselves up and starve themselves.
They would even make her wash her clothes in the winter without giving her hot water.
However, Tang Wan did not intend to tell Lu Lin about these bad things.
Brother Lu Lin is such a good person, I shouldn't tell him these cold, hard things.
As long as you behave well, are well-behaved, and are cheerful, that's fine.
That's how everyone has gone through it.
Tang Wan knew that even those seemingly glamorous and gorgeous dresses could be infested with annoying lice.
Those who appear sunny and cheerful may secretly pinch their arms, leaving themselves covered in bruises.
As long as she fits in and appears ordinary, she won't be hurt because she's too flamboyant or different from others.
So Tang Wan simply nodded and didn't take it to heart.
Then he handed the piece of fatty meat to Lu Lin, pointed to the cleaver, and gestured for Lu Lin to cut it all up.
Lu Lin had no interest in having heart-to-heart talks with Tang Wan in the live broadcast room.
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