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  After completing the divorce formalities, they took advantage of the fact that it was still daylight and made another trip to the home furnishings market.

  "Xixi, your room only has a bed, no place to study... Dad will get you a desk first, and then we need to buy a closet for hanging clothes..." Jiang's father kept nagging, the happiness in his eyes never faded all day.

  Jiang Xi's guilt surged out: "Dad, our house is gone... are you blaming me?" If she hadn't insisted on going out to buy stationery that day, this probably wouldn't have happened.

  In the minds of Shanghai people, having a house is equivalent to having roots.

  Nowadays, Jiang's father and mother are in their middle age, suddenly lost their foundation, even lost their jobs, everything has to start from scratch, life is likely to be much harder than before.

  Jiang's father handed her a chestnut and stared at her with wide eyes, "What are you thinking about, child?"

  "For Dad and Mom, nothing in this world is more important than our family's XiXi. Now that you can return safely, Dad and Mom will be overjoyed, no matter what others may say."

  Jiang's father sighed, and with his eyes closed, he could still recall the day when XiXi went missing. The taste of that experience... He didn't want to go through it a second time.

  Left and right waiting for her daughter to come back, like a headless fly, searching everywhere. Now thinking about it, this day is also unknown how to get through.

  "A house is gone, and it's gone for good; can a living person make it hard for an inanimate object to die?"

  Jiang's father clumsily tried to comfort his own daughter, seeing Jiang Xi's eyes turn red, and became at a loss: "Xi Xi, don't cry, okay? Dad will buy you that game controller you liked last time, what was it called again?"

  "It's okay, Dad."

  Jiang Xi scolded himself for being so sentimental at his age, wiped his eyes and secretly curled up the corners of his mouth. "Let's go buy some stuff first, Mom is probably still waiting at home."

  In the end, the furniture was still chosen from the second-hand market next to the furniture city. A set of round wooden table and chairs were installed in the living room, a set of desk and chair, plus a two-door floor cabinet, which directly cut down to 1,800 yuan. The merchant also provided free delivery service.

  They drove back home with Jiang Xi and her father in a small truck, and when they arrived home, it was another flurry of activity as they unloaded everything. By the time they finished, the sky outside had already darkened.

  Jiang Mu's family had always been good at managing the household. Taking advantage of her father and daughter going out, she washed and tidied up the room, changed all the bedding to their own, and once these few pieces of furniture were moved in, the new home suddenly felt a bit like their old one.

  The window is bright and clean, everything is arranged in a neat and orderly manner. On the balcony, several pots of green plants are placed, with tender leaves quietly poking out and swaying gently in the wind.

  The dark night was shut out, the river stretched its waist, Jiang's father opened a bottle of beer and sat alone at the table savoring it slowly. Jiang's mother brought out three bowls of noodles in a row, scolding with ill temper:

  "Are you two completely useless? Can't even help with passing dishes?"

  Noisy and boisterous, human world of smoke and fire.

  Jiang Xi hadn't noticed, but her smile had been stuck on the corner of her mouth all day and never came down, as if she had suddenly walked back from old age to youth, finding again the happiness that she had unintentionally lost.

  Because he was in such a good mood, Jiang Xi didn't even bother to ask about the "mysterious" loss of three hundred taels when he returned to his room.

  It's actually Xiao Yan who is a bit pale, and he explains in a short breath: "The washing liquid is an external object that forcibly induces transformation, but the external object is ultimately just an external object. If it doesn't match with internal adjustments, the host's body may not be able to withstand it. That's why I stopped the host from giving it away earlier."

  So, is this 300-day energy extracted by Ah Xin and works together with shampoo?

  Jiang Xi felt it wasn't quite right.

  Especially recently, she has somewhat figured out the temper of this little guy. She loves to pretend to be a bit arrogant whether there is something or not. If she hadn't done anything wrong, she would never have shown such behavior.

  Is it just that simple?

  It's just that simple.

  The characters appear one by one with a pause between each, revealing a faint aura of weakness.

  "No, you must be hiding something from me." Jiang Xi's fingertips lightly tapped her chin, the green onion-like fingertips shining with a jade-like light under the lamp.

  The leaves of the Begonia plant were bunched together in the palm of her hand, trembling slightly, with a hint of red at the tip.

  Jiang Xi suddenly had a bad premonition. "Speak up, what's going on? If there's something wrong, it's better to know early."

  The little lead pipe hesitated for a moment before jumping out: 【Ah Xin forcibly helped you wash your marrow, but unfortunately injured the foundation. From now on, every month, an additional 100 points of spiritual energy will be needed to nourish it, and it will take twenty years to fully recover. Host, you have to suffer a bit.】

  Jiang Xi was stunned.

  She felt like she had fallen into a big pit.

  He himself doesn't even realize that he is a good-for-nothing with a mind full of rubbish.

  Is shampoo really a gift from heaven? But before she could enjoy this benefit, she had to exhaust herself running around.

  Host, your words are quite wrong. In our Buddhist family, this is called "Body Bright and Clear" or "Pure Crystal". Having obtained this opportunity, the host doesn't even show gratitude, instead calling it a bitter fate... truly like a dog biting Lü Dongbin.

  The little lead dropping book bag style's installation didn't calm down Jiang Xi's anger: 【No matter how many benefits there are, if you're dead, what's the use?】

  You humans pursue beauty and are even willing to risk your lives by undergoing surgery on your innate bones, why do hosts cry bitterly?

  Xiao Yan is really puzzled.

  It doesn't understand that the human group has extremely complex diversity, compared to the simple difference in plants. Some people pursue worldly stability, some like grandeur and excitement, beauty may be liked by everyone, but for Jiang Xi who has been reborn, life is the most important thing, as for other things, they are all secondary.

  Forget it.

  Jiang Xi shook his head, what's the point of arguing with a dead object? [How many more days do I have?]

  Xiao lead was silent, 【As of tonight before dawn, the host has a remaining 58 people value, after 30 days, 100 people value will be deducted at once, so the host still needs to earn 72 people value this month to safely pass the 30 days. Otherwise, Ah Xin dies, the host dies.】

  "The" word is bold and black, it's terrifying in my mind.

  After that, Jiang Xi never paid attention to the two silly people in her mind again. She sat at her desk, expressionless, and read books. It wasn't just a few days since she left, but a full twelve years. The knowledge in the book was as unfamiliar to her as if it were a language from another country.

  Popularity can be earned, and a high school student's main job cannot be lost. Jiang Xi did not want to disappoint his anxious parents again.

  10,000 people's energy value, the host can obtain Ambrosia drink.

  Jiang Xi directly ignored him.

  In Buddhism, it is said that when one receives a special transmission from a master, they attain "enlightenment and wisdom".

  Jiang Xi blinked his eyes, and Xiao Qian continued to press on. [Intelligent and wise, the lower ones can read ten lines at a glance and remember them without forgetting, while the higher ones are like Mr. Kongming, with great wisdom and cleverness, leaving no strategy unthought of.]

  Don't tell me Mr. Kongming is also one of your Buddha's "enlightened" ones.

  Jiang Xi couldn't help but retort after listening to Xiao Qian's boasting.

  The host gets the elixir of immortality, but is still only a low-ranking being in the mortal world, and cannot compare to Mr. Kongming, a naturally intelligent person.

  The little rascal is really something else.

  Jiang Xi snorted in derision.

  Let her see it, this Buddhist's lifelong favorite thing is a big scam.

  Don't believe the host?

  Letter.

  Jiang Xi slammed shut her language textbook, picked up the English textbook beside her and began to recite it silently once again. From then on, no matter how astonishing Xiao Qian's words were, she didn't bother to respond.

  "Go to bed early."

  At ten o'clock, Jiang Mu pushed the door and came in with a cup of milk. Seeing Jiang Xi was still studying hard at his desk, she felt both heartache and relief. Jiang Xi drank the milk in one breath, handed the cup back to her, and smiled: "Mom, I'll study for a while longer. If I don't work hard, it's not worth the tuition fees you and dad paid."

  "You're so poor." Jiang Mu held the cup and suddenly remembered something, "Last time your phone was lost, today you didn't even have a chance to replace it. Why don't I let your dad take you to buy a new one tomorrow after school?"

  Fruit machine?

  Jiang Xi shook his head and pushed it away, "We're using money at home now, I don't need to use it anyway, don't buy it."

  Sangjia Village is located at the foot of a mountain in Heyang County, with its village and fields closed off from the outside world. For eleven whole years, Jiang Xi had been confined to this place, cut off from the rest of the world, except for major events reported on the news, she knew almost nothing about what was going on outside. She didn't have any special foresight or intuition, but during her year in hiding, she found herself surprisingly adapting to the rapidly changing new media landscape.

  As he lay in bed by the river, he went over everything that had happened before and after, and finally made a decision.

  Twenty-eight.

  In a small interrogation room, Yan Li flipped through the files in his hand and asked routine questions without any emotion. Xiao Liu from the new department next to him bowed his head and wrote hastily.

  Across the interrogation table was a woman with a dull and lifeless complexion, her face sallow and prematurely wrinkled at the corners of her eyes. She wore a tattered and patched cotton-padded jacket that seemed to have been worn for seven or eight years, yet she still looked like she had already entered the twilight years of her life despite being in her prime.

  The prisoners who came here were either scolding or crying for mercy, but this woman kept her head down from beginning to end and only occasionally nodded or shook her head in response, quietly cooperating with the interrogation.

  Yan Li didn't mind either.

  As the second-in-command of the Gui City Criminal Police Brigade, he handles thousands or even tens of thousands of cases every year. His heart has long been tempered into a hard, stinky stone that is not easily shaken.

  What's more, he is a murderer who killed six people in one family.

  Yan Li thought of the Mid-Autumn Festival a year ago, when he received the report and rushed to the scene, the six charred bodies pulled out from the ruins were unrecognizable.

  This is one of the rare major criminal cases in recent years.

  But thinking of the customs in Heyang County, I feel that such a thing would happen sooner or later. Especially in the southeastern corner of Sangjiadang, nestled in the mountains, they rarely interact with the outside world and are still as poor as before liberation, with every household relying on their daughters-in-law to make a living.

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