“Although I am the eldest sister, and although we are sisters, I cannot guarantee that we will not disagree about this money when we grow up. You don’t understand this now, but you will when you grow up. It’s settled then. Every penny that the family spends in the future must be recorded, and every page of the bill must be checked and signed by all three of us.”
Song Jiao always felt that her sister was looking at her, but as long as her sister was responsible for the money, that was fine. She was worried that her sister might spend the money secretly in the future. If they supervised each other and used the money together, she wouldn't be afraid.
Song Jun didn't think that far ahead; he just thought that with so much money, could he buy a game console or a cell phone?
"Sis, I want to buy a cell phone. Everyone has one now, and I want one too."
"No way." Song Xia refused without even thinking. "What kind of cell phone do elementary school students need? We're cutting off all unnecessary expenses at home right now."
Song Jun retorted, unconvinced: "But you have a cell phone."
“My phone is an old phone that my dad left me, not a new one. And my phone is a necessity, so that your teacher can contact me at any time. It’s not for playing around. I’ll say it to you both again: our family’s situation is different from other families, so don’t compare yourselves to others.”
"I hate you." Song Jun glared at Song Xia. "Dad promised to buy me a cell phone, and he's never made me mop the floor."
Song Xia returned his gaze without any politeness: "I'm just your sister, not your father. I have no obligation to spoil you. Song Jun, you have to start getting used to life without your father. When Dad was alive, I wasn't obligated to serve you! You're not the only ones who can complain!"
Song Jiao spoke timidly, "But sister, you are our sister, and you are the only one we can rely on."
Moral blackmail? Using weakness to achieve one's own goals? I don't know how Song Jiao, at such a young age, has learned this trick.
Song Xia's expression instantly turned downcast and bewildered: "But who can I rely on, sister? Xiao Jiao, I don't want to grow up either. Even my second aunt and uncle don't care about us anymore. Xiao Jiao, it would be so good if you could understand me. I've already taken three days off from school. It's the crucial time of my senior year of high school, and I don't even know if I can keep up."
Song Jiao's expression froze, and she pursed her lips, seemingly very unhappy. Song Xia wasn't buying it.
So she gave an awkward laugh and said, "Sister, I'm going back to my room. We have a lot of homework this week, and it's too late today. I want to go to bed early so I can get up early tomorrow to do my homework."
"Okay, you go ahead, I'll tidy up the first floor a bit more."
Song Jiao closed the door. Her thoughts were in turmoil. She had a feeling that things might not be as easy as they used to be.
My sister is really something. She's already an adult, why can't she take on the responsibilities of the family like Dad? My arms are sore from working for so long.
The thought of having to work like this again made Song Jiao feel like the whole world was gloomy. She hated living like this. Her classmates were all little princesses at home, so why did she have to work so hard? If Song Jun couldn't get his phone, would she never be able to buy the princess dress she liked in the future?
Meanwhile, Song Xia, who was still on the first floor, sneered. If she were obedient and compliant, she would be willing to put in more effort. But if she was cunning and only cared about her own comfort, then sorry, did she deserve to be exploited by them?
"Xiaoling, do people like them even need saving?"
"Xiaxia, you've misunderstood. I didn't ask you to save them."
"What?"
"In this life, I am the one who saves myself."
Upon hearing this, Song Xia opened her mouth slightly and remained silent for a long time. Was it because her previous life was too painful that she had to raise herself all over again in this life?
She smiled and felt much more relaxed. She really didn't want to put too much effort into people like Song Jun and Song Jiao.
After closing all the doors and windows, she lay comfortably on the bed. There were four rooms in the house, two upstairs and two downstairs. Because there was an extra kitchen downstairs, the two downstairs rooms were smaller than the upstairs rooms, which was why she had tidied up her father's room to use as a study.
Moreover, her room was not only small, but also lacked sunlight, requiring the lights to be turned on frequently during the day. Because the room was small, the bed was also small, as was the wardrobe. Needless to say, the clothes inside were also small; apart from three sets of school uniforms, she only had two sets of everyday clothes for each season, and they were all old.
Although her father was honest and hardworking, he wasn't a very thoughtful person. She used to think that her father worked hard, so she was quite sensible and rarely mentioned her own needs like Song Jiao did. As a result, she had very few clothes and shoes. Not to mention Song Jiao, who loved beauty, even Song Jun probably had more than her.
Tsk, looks like I'll have to buy two new outfits. There's only one month until New Year's Day and two months until the Lunar New Year. I'm sure Song Jiao won't miss this opportunity to buy new clothes, so I can take this chance to buy two slightly better outfits too.
After Mei Mei drifted off to sleep, she seemed to hear two relieved sighs, and then her body felt lighter, and she slept even more soundly.
The system, Xiao Ling, seemed to sense something. He came out of the system space and felt that the two energies had dissipated. He tilted his head and thought for a moment. Could this be the kind of obsession that is mentioned in some novels? It turns out that it also exists in the ordinary world.
In truth, he didn't understand the reason why he and Xiaxia traveled to different worlds. He only knew that the suffering of some cubs was something he had captured at the beginning of his creation, while others were something that people had exchanged energy for. This world must have been obtained through the exchange of energy.
He still understands that if he can use energy to exchange for Xia Xia, why not break free from his obsession himself?
Is this human nature? Some obsessions are inescapable on one's own, requiring the help of others?
Xiaoling sighed. It's too complicated. Are other people and yourself the same thing?
Confused, Xiao Ling decided to read more books and study. Perhaps one day he would understand that some people are too cowardly to face themselves, and that taking certain feelings too seriously can lead to a complete loss of self. Even after being hurt time and time again, they still can't help but want to be good to the other person.
People feel less guilty when they ask others to do things they can't do themselves, even if the person doing the work is innocent. But they are creating a prison for themselves.
These kinds of people often live very hard lives. No matter how many times they are hurt, they are still soft-hearted and can only leave things to others.
The system happens to alter Song Xia's memories, making her feel that she is the original body. Therefore, the real original body will numb herself, just as she changed the ending.
It can only be said that human nature is complex and unpredictable, and cannot be deduced using common sense.
Xiao Ling shook his head. So far, he had never met anyone more insightful than Xia Xia. Only Xia Xia was the most capable, unburdened by any thoughts. No wonder Xia Xia was originally just an ordinary person, yet she was able to experience so many worlds with him and successfully complete so many missions.
If Xiaxia has any wishes in the future, he will do everything in his power to fulfill them.
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