And her master never forced her.

Just tell her that one day she will meet someone or something that she is willing to sacrifice everything for.

Her master said that he didn't care what outsiders thought, he only said that the blessings he accumulated were of great use.

Much, much later.

Her master passed away, but she did not see the golden light of merit that she should have on her master's soul.

That's what she knew.

Her master turned out to be accumulating blessings for her...

Wait until the phone automatically turns off the screen.

Yan Jiu said nothing but burst into tears.

She raised her hand to touch the warm tears.

Very surprised.

The system was equally surprised.

System: [Susu host!?]

Yan Jiu ignored the system.

Just look up at the sky.

Using the night as a canvas and stars as decoration, she painted the image of her master in her mind.

But.

A imaginary person.

There is always a chance it will be blown away by the wind.

Yan Jiu covered her depressed heart.

Except for master and senior brother.

No one would place his palm on the top of her hair and call her "Little Ajiu" anymore.

Yan Jiu slowly closed her eyes.

Her senior brother once told her.

Tears can only be shed in front of those who love her.

then.

Yan Jiu let her tears be blown dry by the wind.

Then he lowered his head and continued watching the video.

Trying to immerse yourself in busyness.

Leave yourself no time to think anymore.

Not long after.

I don’t know if Douyin will actively recommend videos based on the videos viewed by the account.

Yan Jiu saw a video of an old woman.

The other party's ID is "Flower Farmer Xiao Qin".

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

As expected.

The system panel shows its presence: [Ding!

Inspection object: Flower farmer Xiao Qin,

Remarks:Quality customers,

Mortality rate: 99%,

Time of death: After the 6780th scavenging,

The host is advised to pay attention immediately!】

The system, which was shocked by Yan Jiu's tears, did not dare to comment casually. It only looked at its host silently with a frown on its face.

In short video.

An old woman with wrinkles on her face was riding a tricycle and scavenging in a busy area.

The worn-out tricycle is as full of historical sedimentation as the wrinkles of the old woman.

The old woman was wearing clothes that had been washed until they turned white.

Although the clothes are old, they are very neat.

Yan Jiu opened other videos of the old lady.

She discovered.

No matter how hard life is, there will always be a pot of blooming sunflowers in the basket of the other party's tricycle.

Sometimes orange.

Sometimes it's red.
Chapter completed!