For this mission, since the favorability of the Son of Fortune has not reached 100, Mimi can only recuperate in Su Man's body temporarily.
But this is inevitable. After all, they are master and disciple, and they grew up together. It is too forced to turn it into a relationship between a man and a woman.
So after the holiday, Suman embarked on a new journey alone.
Seeing that Suman and Mimi were both a little depressed, 666 comforted them, "Anyway, based on your physical condition, you can't take Mimi with you."
Su Man: "??? What's your physical condition?"
666: "Just...Have a safe trip~"
【World Transmission in Progress...】
Before closing her eyes, Su Man gave 666 the middle finger.
During the transmission, Suman already had a premonition that the world this time was unusual.
Is he in poor physical condition? Blind like before? Or has he lost his leg?
Just as Su Man was lost in thought, she suddenly heard the sound of metal knocking, "Everyone come and line up! Dinner is ready!"
Su Man opened her eyes and stretched her arms. She found they were working. She then moved her legs.
Huh? Didn't you say you're not in good health?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Su Man realized something was wrong. Wait a minute, why does the surroundings look so strange?
Su Man looked around. She was in a room of about 100 square meters. There were gray and white walls on all sides with some cartoon stickers on them, adding a bit of childishness.
Inside the room are small square desks, each with a chair, but...
Why do these tables look so high? Almost as tall as her.
And this chair...
Hey, wait a minute.
Su Man raised her hand and looked at her miniature little hand, then pinched her lotus-like little arm, and then she discovered a cruel fact.
She has become smaller...
Her original name was Xiaoman, and she had been transferred to various welfare institutions since she was born.
When she was three years old, she was sent to this charity welfare home.
Contrary to its name, this welfare home has nothing to do with the word love.
The welfare home is run by a couple who often use these children to show off in order to gain aid and enrich themselves.
Not only that, they are also extremely harsh to parents who want to adopt children. For example, when ordinary families come to adopt, they either make up a story that the child is sick or that the child has already been assigned to someone else.
When Xiaoman was three and a half years old, a couple took a fancy to her. However, the head teacher disliked the couple because they were migrant workers and would not be of any help to the welfare home in the future, so he rejected them directly and sent Xiaoman to a business family.
The family did not adopt Xiaoman sincerely, but just for the sake of corporate image. They already had a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, so one can imagine how Xiaoman's life was.
Xiaoman not only did not feel the warmth of family at all due to her indifferent parents and the domineering twins, but also suffered from indifference due to her status as an orphan.
But coincidentally, the nanny in their house happened to be the aunt who once wanted to adopt her.
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. When her aunt was protecting her from her brother bullying her, she accidentally hurt her brother and was fired.
From then on, Xiaoman became a complete burden that no one cared about.
When Xiaoman was five years old, her adoptive father took the twins, a boy and a girl, out for a trip. In order to take some photos that would appear in the newspapers, he also took Xiaoman with him.
After the photos were taken, the brother said he wanted to take Xiaoman out to play and asked her to go with him, but he ended up leaving Xiaoman in the car.
It was a summer day, and when someone found Xiaoman, there was no life left in her little body.
The adoptive parents were extremely sad and angry. They took advantage of Xiaoman's death to create a wave of publicity. They printed Xiaoman's Q-version portrait on the packaging of their products, saying that they missed Xiaoman, and made a lot of money. However, Xiaoman passed away silently.
Xiaoman's wishes: 1. Make all the children in the orphanage happy (three stars); 2. Teach her brother a lesson (four stars); 3. Repay her aunt (five stars);
After accepting the memory, Su Man felt a surge of anger in his chest.
She passed away at such a young age, before she had the chance to see the world. The head teacher, her adoptive parents, and her brother were all executioners who pushed her to death.
The poor child didn't know what he had done wrong and why he was treated like this until he died.
In that case, let her ask for her.
Su Man stared at the woman who was serving food to everyone not far away. She had a greasy apron tied around her waist and was holding a large stainless steel spoon in her hand, banging on the rice bucket.
That was the headmaster's wife, Zhao Yumei. Like her husband, she loved money like her life and was reluctant to hire anyone. She was responsible for the children's food and daily life.
At this moment, she was sitting on a chair, shouting at them, "What are you dawdling for? If you're any later, you won't be able to eat!"
The children who have lived here for a while know that what Zhao Yumei said is not just a simple threat. If they go too late, they will really go hungry.
The children spontaneously took out stainless steel lunch boxes from the table and took turns to get their rice.
Su Man also went to her seat to get the rice bowl according to her memory.
What was a simple movement for an adult was very difficult for Suman to do. First, she was too small, and second, her hands were too small.
I finally took it out, but the lid was too tight and I couldn't open it no matter how hard I tried.
Just as Su Man was struggling with the lunch box, a little boy about six or seven years old came over and helped Su Man open the lunch box, urging her, "Hurry up, Xiao Man, go over there quickly, or you won't be able to eat again."
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