Little Day is an orphan.
But in her memory, she once had a home.
That family did not welcome her.
She was sold to her current mother simply because she was a girl and her parents wanted a boy.
Over the years, she has been an accomplice to evil and has become part of the criminals.
Beautiful fish may be lucky enough to avoid having their eggs removed when they grow up, and instead become tools for reproduction.
For example, her.
In order to survive, she became one of the tools.
Gaining followers through online live streaming and then luring them into following is their daily routine.
Basong was the first person to successfully infiltrate the live streaming industry by foreign forces, and it was such a person who died under mysterious circumstances.
It's said to be bizarre.
But Little Day could vaguely guess the reason.
She touched her neck.
Long ago, they were planted with partridge flower seeds, which took root in their flesh like time bombs.
Their fates are not in their own hands.
Yan Jiu has taken notice of her.
After her initial unease, Xiao Day felt a sense of relief. She could finally have a good dream, a dream where there would be no cries of deceit from the victims or the screams of the innocent.
At this moment.
Mother's voice rang out again: "Return to T country immediately with the latest batch of fish bait."
Little Day didn't object: "Okay."
·
It ferments over time.
Xiao Wang's story has become a sensation in the entertainment industry. Netizens have dug up information about Xiao Wang's "creditors" when he was a lover, including domestic directors, foreign directors, domestic actresses, and foreign actors.
As a result, various software programs were reposting Yan Jiu's live stream, almost paralyzing major software applications.
Douyin (TikTok) became a major disaster area.
The app almost crashed when I opened it.
[Neptune, the true "king" of the sea. 】
On the eve of the New Year, police intercepted a mobile phone and a suspect involved in extortion. Thanks to the helpful citizen, Mr. Yan.
I saw the screenshots of Xiao Wang's messages; he was chatting with multiple people simultaneously. Doesn't he consider himself customer service?
I only care whether he'll make a mistake in the conversation.
Have you noticed that he only had lovers in China, but only bottoms abroad?
He manages to allocate each organ in his body so efficiently; he's truly dedicated. I'm so moved.
From now on, I won't even respect Master Jiu; I'll only respect him!
I admire his physical condition; he only got sick now.
[Be careful when tagging those around you who are fishing for fish.]
[Waiting for a follow-up.]
Several days have passed.
On New Year's Eve.
Xiao Wang was successfully imprisoned.
He felt a little intimidated by the tattooed men in the special prison, just as he was relieved that his fellow inmates seemed quite civilized.
Night falls.
The refined-looking cellmate grinned maliciously.
Xiao Wang struggled in terror: "I'm sick!"
The fellow inmate's smile remained unchanged: "Coincidentally, I have one too."
The sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve resounded through the sky, and fireworks beautifully decorated the night, but this beauty had nothing to do with Xiao Wang.
at this time.
Just as Yan Jiu put down the divination cards, the system panel displayed that Xiao Wang's cause of death was a malignant tumor.
But she could tell from Xiao Wang's appearance that he wasn't that seriously ill. She consulted a fortune teller and learned about his future in prison.
Yan Jiu: "..."
If she didn't know that these causes and effects had nothing to do with her, she would also have thought it was because of her attention.
Chu Chu watched Yan Jiu sitting on the sofa, divining, from afar, and hesitated, unsure whether to go over.
He was afraid that his face would evoke unpleasant memories for Yan Jiu, reminding her of Lang Zongyi's death.
These past few days, no matter how much the Chu family and Jian Zhongyu tried to persuade him, Chu Chu still couldn't escape the world of guilt.
Yan Jiu put away the cards and patted the empty seat next to Chu Chu, signaling him to come over.
Chu Chu forced a smile: "Sister."
Yan Jiu said bluntly, "I won't advise people to know, so you'd better recover on your own."
Chu Chu: "..."
He really couldn't expect his sister to speak like a human being.
But Yan Jiu's words inexplicably put Chu Chu's mind at ease; Yan Jiu seemed to have come out of her shell.
Yan Jiu looked at Chu Chu: "Do you think Lang Zongyi's death will have any impact on me?"
Chu Chu was speechless.
Yan Jiu said to herself, "Yes, I will feel uneasy and sad because of his death, but I will never be devastated. I won't, and neither can you."
Chu Chu stared intently at Yan Jiu, who was remarkably clear-headed, and suddenly realized that he was bewitched.
How could he treat his sister like an ordinary person?
He shouldn't have done that!
And so it was.
At the Chu family's New Year's Eve dinner.
The family then discovered that Chu Chu had come back to life.
Chu Chu raised his hand: "I want to eat three bowls of rice!"
Chu Nian innocently said, "Guoguo will get fat."
Chu Chu poked Chu Nian's chubby belly: "Don't worry, even if I get fatter, I won't be as fat as you."
Chu Nian, who had been poked, was immediately unhappy. She held the spoon, stretched out her arm, and complained to her whole family.
In a short time.
The dinner table was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.
Yan Jiu sat motionless amidst the commotion, seemingly not participating, but the smile at the corner of her eye betrayed her.
That night.
Yan Jiu received New Year's money from the elders of the Chu family. She accepted the red envelopes with both hands and remained silent.
Happy New Year, Xiao Jiu!
Six simple words and a few simple red envelopes awakened the joy in Yan Jiu's heart.
turn out to be.
Is happiness so easy to obtain?
Yan Jiu whispered a thank you.
"Silly child, there's nothing to thank me for."
"We're family, yet we're speaking two different languages."
Yan Jiu did not speak.
She wasn't just thanking them for the red envelope; she was thanking the Chu family for letting her experience what family love is.
Looking at the night sky, Chu's mother asked, "Are we still going to rush back to the attic? I told you it would have been better to have the staff from the museum come to our house for the New Year, saving you another trip."
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