Super Gene Hunting Ground

Caixia’s eyes are filled with tears, looking pitiful, no longer the fierce young wife she once was.

Only when faced with difficulties can a person truly see themselves clearly.

”Ah Wang’s wife, what are your plans?”

Elder Zhan asked.

”I, I...”

Caixia said two words and then began to sob quietly again.

”I’m now homeless, penniless, and I don’t know what to do, so I thought I’d come back here to see...

sob sob...”

Elder Zhan frowned and said to Bing’er:

”Go and invite Uncle downstairs.”

Bing’er quickly ran upstairs and called for Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao came downstairs and, seeing Caixia, was a bit puzzled. After listening to Elder Zhan recount the situation, he roughly understood what was going on.

After thinking for a moment, he said:

”Sister Caixia,”

”Hmm,”

Caixia looked up with tears in her eyes at Yang Xiao and said:

”You call me sister? I’m not necessarily older than you, I’m only 26.”

Yang Xiao: ”...”

Elder Zhan coughed lightly,

”Our Zhan Mu is only 21.”

”Oh!”

Caixia looked at Yang Xiao for a moment, then lowered her head and wiped her tears with her hand.

”Sister Caixia, do you have any relatives you can rely on? I’ll give you some travel expenses.”

”I don’t have any relatives I can rely on. When Ah Wang was here, we opened a snowball shop here, and business was good, some relatives would visit us.

Now that Ah Wang is dead, the shop is sold, I have no money, and even my own brother drove me away. What relatives would care about me?”

Whether on Earth or Witch Star, the cold realities of human relationships are the same.

When rich, distant relatives can be found in deep mountains; when poor, no one asks in the bustling city.

Yang Xiao gave Elder Zhan a glance and said:

”Here’s what we’ll do: you can stay with us for now. The snowball shop is quite busy, so you’ll help Bing’er and Grandpa with chores. I’ll give you a little salary each month, and when you find a new place to go, you can leave. Does that work?”

”I...can I?”

Caixia looked up at Yang Xiao, her eyes revealing a glimmer of hope.

She never expected such an outcome; she was just at a dead end, with this familiar shop still in her heart. Though it was sold, she still felt some attachment and thought she’d come to take a look.

She merely came to see without any expectations; her life was one of despair.

For her, this is undoubtedly a salvation in a desperate situation.

”But let me be clear first, you have to work diligently, no slacking off, keep good character, don’t steal from the shop, or else, don’t blame me for being rude.”

”I won’t, I won’t, absolutely!”

Caixia said eagerly and firmly, glancing at Yang Xiao and Elder Zhan, then stood up and knelt down with a thunk.

Yang Xiao was startled, saying:

”What are you doing?”

”Thank you, Young Master Zhan, thank you, Uncle Zhan, Caixia will kowtow to you.”

”Oh, no need, Caixia, we’re all poor people, familiar faces from before. If we see someone and don’t help, it’d weigh on our conscience. Behave yourself in the future.”

Elder Zhan said, worried that Caixia might cause trouble, making her presence more of a hassle.

Caixia quickly agreed:

”Hmm!”

Caixia found a place to stay, her mood immediately improved. She glanced at some cups and plates left on the tables in the shop and rolled up her sleeves to start working.

Yang Xiao gave Elder Zhan a look, smiled wryly, and turned upstairs.

During this time, he was contemplating if he should find someone to help at the snowball shop if he left, since Bing’er was too young and Elder Zhan often went out to purchase various materials, leaving the two of them overwhelmed.

The public security in the slum was generally okay, but occasionally some punks or ruffians would cause trouble. When Bing’er was home alone, there was some danger.

Now it’s better; in the future, Caixia will be with Bing’er.

Caixia lived on this street for five or six years and was familiar with the neighbors around. Her taking care of Bing’er, both being female, was just perfect.

Elder Zhan also approved of Yang Xiao’s arrangement.

After 11 p.m., the snowball shop closed, and everyone washed up and went upstairs to rest.

Upstairs had three rooms. Yang Xiao’s room was near the second-floor balcony, Bing’er’s room was adjacent to Yang Xiao’s, and Elder Zhan’s room was the innermost one, separated by a stairway entrance.

Caixia made a straw mat on the floor in Bing’er’s room to sleep. It was better than sleeping rough on the streets, and she was content with that. Yang Xiao said he’d buy her a bed tomorrow.

Bing’er didn’t reject Caixia. Besides some laziness, Caixia had no other bad habits. Sometimes seeing Bing’er and her grandfather pitiful, she’d give Bing’er a snowball. So, in Bing’er’s mind, Caixia was still labeled as a good person.

Yang Xiao glanced at his book for a moment before heading to bed.

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