In early June, as the weather got warmer, Xiao Bao and Xia Xiu changed into cool summer clothes.

"Don't eat too much, or you'll get a stomachache and need a shot." Ji Xiaoxiao scared the two children, vividly portraying the pain of getting a shot.

Xiao Bao and Xia Xiu paused, their spoons still in their hands; the ice cream on the coffee table no longer seemed so delicious.

"I'm not eating anymore, I'm not eating anymore."

The two children, with a swift movement, quickly put the unfinished ice cream back in the freezer, patting their heaving chests with lingering fear.

"You all stay home and play quietly," Ji Xiaoxiao instructed.

"We understand," the two children said in unison.

Ji Xiaoxiao's apartment was on the third floor of a residential building. There was no need to take the elevator; she could walk a few steps to the ground floor. Downstairs were rows of shops. Ji Xiaoxiao found her shop, and the employees she had hired were already busy at work.

"Good morning, Sister Qing."

Two employees greeted her one after the other, and Ji Xiaoxiao nodded before walking into the kitchen.

After much deliberation, Ji Xiaoxiao finally decided to open a snack shop, selling pastries, steamed dumplings, and other small dishes. After all, food is the most important thing for people, and no one can live without eating.

"Don't take on a job you're not qualified for." Ji Xiaoxiao had traveled through time many times, and she never tired of the unique delicacies of those eras. As the saying goes, "Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will become clear." Having eaten so many delicious dishes, she could even talk about them fluently and try making them herself.

As it turns out, Ji Xiaoxiao has the potential to be a virtuous wife and loving mother.

The snack shop opened with great success, attracting long queues every day and generating considerable revenue. Ji Xiaoxiao first took charge of the snack shop, then hired two chefs, passing on her skills to them. She then stepped back from the front lines, busy searching for a kindergarten to entrust Xiaobao with.

After sending Xiaobao to kindergarten, Xia Xiu was left alone at home with nothing to do, looking lonely and pitiful. Since there were others working at the snack shop anyway, and to ensure their own safety, Ji Xiaoxiao started teaching Xia Xiu the "White Lotus Holy Technique".

Whether it was due to his enlightened mind or his innate talent, Xia Xiu's progress in practicing the "White Lotus Sacred Technique" was rapid, and his mind gradually became sharper. It was truly an unexpected success.

About six months later, Xia Xiu stood perfectly fine, with an upright posture, handsome features, and an elegant demeanor, showing no trace of foolishness.

"What is 33 multiplied by 34?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked, casually giving two numbers.

Xia Xiu paused for a moment, then said, "1122."

Ji Xiaoxiao smiled and asked three or four more questions, which Xia Xiu answered correctly one by one.

"Xiao Xiu is getting smarter and smarter," Ji Xiaoxiao said. "Xiao Xiu, do you want to go to school?"

Xia Xiu was taken aback and asked, "Sister, can I go?"

As his mind gradually cleared, Xia Xiu felt more and more that he was different from ordinary people. He longed to integrate into society, to laugh and joke with his peers, and to create a better world for his sister.

Ji Xiaoxiao said, "Of course."

"Then I want to go." Xia Xiu beamed with joy, extremely excited.

Without further ado, Ji Xiaoxiao and Xia Xiu went to XX High School together and took the entrance exam. Xia Xiu scored almost perfect marks in every subject, and the teachers looked at him with intense admiration.

“This child has been wasted.” A teacher shook his head. A sixteen-year-old boy who has never attended primary or secondary school. What is this if not misleading a young person?

XX High School is a full-time high school, and all students live on campus. Ji Xiaoxiao and Xiaobao helped Xia Xiu pack his luggage, stuffing it until it was bulging.

When they were dropped off at the school gate, Ji Xiaoxiao and Xiaobao stood still and waved goodbye.

"We're watching you, Xiao Xiu, go inside!"

Xia Xiu hugged Ji Xiaoxiao and Xiao Bao, then turned around, dragging his luggage, and walked into the school.

At the end of December, the cold wind howled and the weather was gloomy.

Xia Xiu came back on Saturday night to rest.

Click, the doorknob turned.

Xiao Bao, with his sharp ears and eyes, jumped off the chair and hurriedly greeted Xia Xiu.

"Uncle, uncle, waaaah... Mom, Mom, uncle is going to die!" Xiao Bao cried out, his voice trembling with rage.

Ji Xiaoxiao rushed out and saw Xia Xiu picking up Xiao Bao and gently coaxing him. Xia Xiu's face was hidden by Xiao Bao's chubby body, so Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't see what was going on for a moment.

"Xiao Xiu, give Xiao Bao to your older sister, you're tired too."

Ji Xiaoxiao reached out her hand, but Xia Xiu refused to cooperate no matter what.

"Xiao Xiu," Ji Xiaoxiao said sternly, "put Xiao Bao down."

"Sister, I can..."

"Put Xiaobao down. This is the last time I'm saying this."

Ji Xiaoxiao's face was cold, her voice chilling. Xiao Bao trembled, his crying gradually subsiding. Xia Xiu's forehead was covered in sweat, and he kept swallowing.

Xiao Bao turned his head and choked out, "Mommy, Mommy, Uncle is going to die."

As he spoke, Xiao Bao's eyes welled up with tears, large drops of tears about to spill out.

Ji Xiaoxiao coughed, and Xia Xiu put Xiaobao down in response.

"Xiao Xiu, what's wrong with you?"

When Ji Xiaoxiao saw Xia Xiu's face clearly, she immediately gasped.

How did his handsome younger brother end up with a swollen, pig-like head?

"Xiao Xiu, come here." Ji Xiaoxiao beckoned, and Xia Xiu walked over foolishly.

"Does it hurt?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

Xia Xiu shook his head, then nodded.

"Mommy, is Uncle going to die?" Xiao Bao tugged at Ji Xiaoxiao's clothes. "I don't want Uncle to die, Xiao Bao wants to play with Uncle."

Children are just children; no matter how much they know, it's all they can manage.

"Uncle is alright, Xiaobao, don't worry," Ji Xiaoxiao comforted Xiaobao, reassuring him.

"Uncle is fine, he can still play with Xiaobao."

Xia Xiuwei, to show that he was strong and healthy, picked up Xiao Bao and tossed him into the air. Xiao Bao stared in disbelief, then burst into laughter.

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