Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Li Jinan looked at Pei Jinchen, his hands trembling, his eyes stubborn: "Okay, Brother Jinchen, tell me if everything is worth it?"

Pei Jinchen: "You asked me if it's worth it, but I don't know if it's worth it. It's just that we have to do it. Someone has to look forward."

"Dad, do you think so too?" Although Li Jinan is only an eight-year-old child, he is very smart. He can understand some complicated principles and has his own thoughts.

Pei Jinchen asked: "Jin'an, do you know why your father named you Jin'an?"

Li Jinan knew that whenever Pei Jinchen or his father called his name, it must be something very important for him to know and take seriously, so he replied:

"May China be free from foreign humiliation and remain independent; may China be safe and sound, and live in peace and prosperity!"

The more Li Jinan spoke, the more heroic spirit surged in his heart. He clenched his fist and raised it in front of his forehead like his father did. His blood boiled and he suddenly understood.

Li Jinan looked up at Pei Jinchen, the confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, and his stubborn and resolute look became much more determined.

He made up his mind to be a man like his father.

Pei Jinchen saw the changes in Li Jinan. He raised his hand and touched Li Jinan's head. "Go and see what I brought you. Once you've decided, go and do it."

"Uh-huh."

Li Jinan responded and carefully opened another bag. Inside was a brand new set of clothes, dark brown in color, which looked very nice.

"Thank...thank you, Brother Jinchen."

"Jin'an, think more about yourself and don't make yourself too tired. Although you are Jingjing's brother, you are only an eight-year-old child..."

Li Jinan nodded seriously with a smile on his face:

"Yes, I know, Brother Jinchen."

"Brother Jinchen, I'll go check on the meal."

"Ah."

Pei Jinchen watched Li Jinan holding his sister's hand and walking out the door and back to the next room.

There is really no such thing as worth or not worth it. It's just that the blood in the heart is awakened, the faith is lit, and one dares to be the first to walk this thorny road. Even if one is covered with scars, the dawn at the end of the road is there.

Pei Jinchen watched the sun set completely, and night truly arrived.

Thinking of the night cruise on Pujiang River that he had planned with Nan Xiang, he felt a little regretful.

His identity and Nan Xiang's identity were a huge gap between them. It seemed unlikely that they became friends in just one afternoon.

But it's the truth.

It was just this fact that Pei Jinchen, who had regained his senses, felt was a dream and inappropriate.

...

Never mind. Regret is not real. It should be okay to put aside our positions and just be ordinary friends, right?

"Brother Jinchen, it's time to eat."

Pei Jinchen collected his increasingly confused thoughts, looked down at Li Jinan's hands pulling at his clothes, and then his eyes met Li Jinan's and he nodded.

"Ah."

Pei Jinchen stepped out of his room as usual and walked into the house next door where Li Jinan and Li Jingjing lived.

Pei Jinchen rented this house and funded Li Jinan and Li Jingjing with food expenses.

He knew that Li Jinan was very stubborn, and would definitely not agree if he was offered direct financial support. So Pei Jinchen thought that Li Jinan's cooking was very good, while his dishes were just so-so and very homely, so they decided to have dinner together and pay for the meal.

In fact, these two houses belong to Li Jinan and Li Jingjing, or to be more precise, to their father Li Mingzhao.

Li Mingzhao was from Xingcheng. He was born into a small landlord family that had fallen on hard times. He received a good education since childhood and liked to accept new things. Later, he accepted new ideas, joined an organization, and met his wife, who became his soul mate and shared the same ideals. They got married and traveled back and forth between Jingzhou and Haicheng for work.

At the same time, Li Mingzhao met Pei Jinchen ten years ago. Li Mingzhao comforted Pei Jinchen and helped him a lot, and the two gradually became friends.

Pei Jinchen also joined the organization under the influence of Li Mingzhao and his wife. Of course, on the surface he was still a world-famous female actor with a good singing voice.

So Li Jinan seldom saw his parents, perhaps once a year, and he guarded the yard by himself.

By the time he had a younger sister, his mother was also gone.

Li Jinan asked why his father and mother didn’t come back?

At that time, Li Mingzhao replied: "It went to a very far place."

"Does mother not want us anymore?"

"No, she loves you guys very much. It's just...she can't come back."

"Did Mother turn into a star like they said?"

"Yes."

Three-year-old Li Jinan could not fully understand that her mother was no longer with her. After giving birth to her sister, she was exposed, captured and secretly executed.

He only knew that his mother was very powerful and turned into a star. He had no concept of death until he grew up and his father was not around. He had to take care of his younger sister, so Li Jinan started selling newspapers. After seeing more, he understood the meaning of death and learned many truths from the newspapers.

Li Jinan and Li Jingjing miss their father very much, and so does Li Mingzhao.

But he couldn't have both the big family and his own, so he had to work hard to complete his tasks. Whenever he had free time, he would spend more time with his children and teach them knowledge, not only theoretical knowledge, but also the principles of life.

Li Jinan didn’t understand much before. He only saw cold words about death in the newspaper and didn’t have any direct experience.

The experience three years ago was the most impressive to him, and it was also the time when he had a profound understanding of death.

"This can be considered as an introduction to Li Mingzhao and Li Jinan."

In the system space, Chunjuan said this along with a little rabbit with drooping ears and wearing a red five-star hat.

"Oh, I know. Although I manage this small world, I cannot interfere too much. The operation of the entire world is instinctive. I cannot control it. I can only add more luck to the people in China."

The little rabbit pursed his lips and nodded, looking at the white curly dumpling Chunjuan's explanation seriously.

Chunjuan stretched out his furry little hands and patted the little rabbit.

"It's not a big deal. My master is very powerful."

"I...my little world won't be in trouble, right?"

"The master knows his limits."

"Oh……"

"Don't forget those things when the time comes. It's the old rule. You also know it from other Heavenly Daos, right?"

Even when on vacation, Chunjuan never forgets to seek benefits for his master.

"knew."

The little rabbit's voice is very soft and he looks easy to bully, but his eyes are firm and soft, which complements the five-pointed red star on his hat.

"If you can teach those people a lesson and drive them out of China, I will pay for what I owe!"

"Don't worry, Hongxia, you have to trust my master." Chunjuan patted the little rabbit again, raised his head, and looked proud.

"Uh-huh."

This little rabbit, wearing a five-pointed red star hat, long ears drooping, and dressed in army green clothes, is named Hongxia. He is the Tiandao of the small world where Nan Xiang is currently living.

Before entering the small world, Nan Xiang asked Chunjuan to go on vacation. Chunjuan returned to the Ninth Hall of the Main Temple. Jiuye helped Chunjuan upgrade the system, so even if Chunjuan is far away from Nan Xiang, as long as Nan Xiang is in the small world, it can keep an eye on its master at any time.

After the upgrade, Chunjuan contacted other Tongzi, attended a party, showed off a bit, and then when he was leaving, he happened to meet someone who came from his own small world to the Eighth Hall of the Main Temple to report on his work and to get some benefits for his own small world.

The Eighth Hall of the Main Temple is a hall responsible for the Heavenly Dao of each small world. After the Heavenly Dao of each small world is born, it will be sent to the Eighth Hall to study. While learning, they will manage their own small world and also undergo assessments, which include many aspects.

The most important of these is the world promotion assessment. If this assessment is passed, the small world where Tiandao is located will be promoted to a higher level, with richer resources, and many benefits to Tiandao itself. Of course, there are many different benefits, which I will not elaborate on for the time being.

In short, these Heavenly Daos must also systematically learn how to rapidly develop their own world, how to become an excellent Heavenly Dao, how to determine the male and female protagonists of the world, and so on.

Chunjuan didn’t understand before, but after listening to Hongxia’s sad complaints, he understood and became friends with Hongxia.

Because Hong Xia didn't get the benefits this time, he was just one point short of the welfare assessment, and he lost on the subjective question of self-expression. This was the difference between him and the other person who got the benefits last.

So Hongxia was very depressed.

While walking, they bumped into Chunjuan. Hongxia apologized, but Chunjuan's tone became a little aggressive. The more Hongxia thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and she started crying. Chunjuan panicked and hurried to comfort her. Hongxia sincerely explained the situation to Chunjuan.

In this way, the two furries met, got along very well, and became good friends.

At this time, Nan Xiang, who was far away in the small world, didn't know that her son had made a little friend of the Heavenly Dao for the first time. Even if she knew, she wouldn't say anything.

When the children grow up, as long as they are not cheated or bullied, that's enough.

At this moment, in the small world where Nan Xiang was, the night was hazy, and the moonlight was shining brightly on the surface of the Pujiang River, with rippling waves and shimmering water. The shore was brightly lit, the shadows of the trees were swaying, pleasure boats were floating in the water, and the sound of the pipa was as soft as a fairy.

In a private room on the second floor of Liuyin Pavilion, Nan Xiang sat at a table on the balcony, leaning against the railing, looking at the night view of the river, tapping the table lightly with her fingers following the melody of the pipa, waiting for Pei Jinchen's arrival.