I am a good person from Genshin Impact, but the system wants to expose me

In a restaurant, Guliu climbed up to the second floor with Xiaoying. Knowing that she didn't like crowds of people, she sat in a corner, using a screen to isolate a few guests.

Outside the window is a small stream passing through Inazuma Castle. It is gently pushing the water wheel, as if to say:

"You move, I'm tired. If you don't move with me, how can we irrigate the fertile fields, nourish the seedlings, and cultivate the little lives?"

.

After sitting down.

The hometown waved and ordered a table full of meat and vegetables.

I ordered two more glasses of special cold drinks and tried them, which tasted milder, and then handed them to Xiaoying.

She held up the cup and raised her head. The cup was relatively large, almost covering her entire face.

When I put down the cup, I was already blushing because I was holding it back.

"Hometown, do we order so many?"

Xiaoying looked at the table full of dishes and then looked at him. She felt it was too wasteful. She had no idea about this, but "Zhen" often mentioned it to her.

"We must avoid extravagance and waste, especially Ying. Even though you don't need to eat so much, you are still greedy for food and drink. This is not how a country is governed..."

Yes, this is not how a country is governed, but you still left this country to me. When you said this, you already had this idea, right?

Snapped.

While she was deep in thought, a sudden thought hit Xiaoying's head. She didn't feel any pain. Maybe it was because she didn't have enough energy in her hometown, or maybe it was because her body was not ordinary.

"Hometown!"

"Eat, why don't you eat?"

My hometown folded her arms and pretended to be displeased. If you don't eat, you won't give your old brother face. This Tiwat is so big. How many of them dare not give your old brother face in the end?

As long as he reincarnates enough times, one day he will be born as his father, and the Seven Gods can only look up to him!

Although most of the time, the people he reincarnates are the lower class people, and even Qiuqiu people.

“Isn’t it true that I haven’t eaten anything from my hometown? So much will be wasted.”

"Something for you."

Hometown forked a piece of fish. It was delicious, but tasteless. "I don't care if it's wasted or not. I've already arrived in Teywat, and I still have to work hard for every grain of it? I still have to salute and shake hands. The teacher praised me as a good friend." ?

I am happy wherever I am. If you are happy eating, I will be happy. "

"I'm happy, so my hometown is happy...?"

Xiaoying murmured in a low voice, and finally picked up the chopsticks, "Okay, to be happy for my hometown."

Guliu raised his lips, shook his head, and said that he was sorry for his eight generations of ancestors, but that was how he raised his children, and he vowed that he would never teach other children bad things in the future.

"Eat more and buy whatever you want later. I'll buy it for you if you want. Anyway, don't save money for Lei Movie. Do you understand? So what if God, Morax, I call him Lao Deng, Xiaoxiao Lei Movie, wait for me thirty years in Hedong... Oops."

Guliu suddenly called out and frowned at Xiaoying, "Why are you kicking me?"

"accidentally."

"Then please be careful."

Hometown nodded, bent down and rubbed his ankles, and then smiled again. My little shadow is so energetic. When he grows up, he will be like Mulan at least.

Seeing that she had almost eaten, Gulu picked up the bowl and chopsticks and took a few bites of rice.

Xiaoying took out his diary and turned to a very late page:

Notes on reading "The Sky of Fire"——

She went all the way to the bottom and checked the box next to "Pretend to be unwell and want a hug."

Then find the next item "I want a gift of my own like a spoiled child"

"Ah."

Xiaoying nodded, closed the diary, then leaned on the table with both hands to support his chin, staring at his hometown without moving.

"..."

Well, while Guliu was still chewing rice, she stared at her back, making her feel cold, "What's wrong, have I mutated?"

"Hometown, please give me a gift."

Snapped.

Guliu slapped the imperial order on the table, waved his hand and said: "Put it on the account of the castle tower and go buy it. Don't even look at anything less than one million molad."

Xiaoying glanced at it but didn't pick it up. Instead, he jumped off the chair and walked over. Then he lay down on his lap and said softly: "I want you to give it to me. Don't waste other people's money. It should be a souvenir." A meaningful gift, okay?”

Gula couldn't bear it anymore, so he dropped the bowl and pulled her up.

"Send, send, send, I have a lot of stuff anyway."

After saying that, he found a pistol in her expectant eyes and handed it over.

Is this sincerity enough? Who has such sincerity in giving a gun to his sister?

"I'll teach you this first, you can't..."

boom!

There was a loud noise. Hometown was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground. The platform behind him crackled and fell apart bit by bit. A wave of butterfly effect came down and spanned half of the wall.

"What are you doing?" He was shocked.

"I...I thought it was a scoring gun."

Xiaoying lowered his head, blaming himself, tears welling up in his eyes.

Because she almost killed the brother she recognized with her own hands, just as she once believed that her "real" death was also caused by her. This was a lifelong scar that she could not erase.

"Scoring gun? So who did you want to test just now?"

"I want to test you."

"Then I thank you."

My hometown finally recovered from the shock. Originally, this gun was very safe, but the prerequisite was to set up the binding.

Who knew that when she picked up a gun, she first wanted to shoot her brother.

There was an impatience in the hometown, and he bent down to pick her up, frowning and grinning at her,

He didn't say anything, just stared at her anyway.

Seeing her crying, one of her eyes averting, and one of her silently blaming herself...

Two full minutes passed before she hid in her hometown's arms, reached out and patted his chest, dumbfounded: "What are you doing? You don't coax me, but you still watch."

"Coax? Darling, I'm sorry, I got caught in the rain when I was a kid, so you followed me, and you couldn't even hope to hold an umbrella."

"Selfish."

"Isn't it selfish that I can order a whole table for you, but you almost send me away without eating even two chopsticks?"

Guliu let out a breath and saw that she was amused before walking down with the imperial order.

Of course, he was actually very angry, but with the order from Lei Film, he didn't have to worry about compensation, and seeing how distressed she was, he couldn't get angry anymore.

So, no matter how you say it, money is always a very important and realistic thing.

No matter how sincere friendship, family affection, or even love is, it is often hampered by money.

When the problem of money no longer exists, many problems suddenly have optimal solutions. Solving money is equivalent to solving half the problem.

Just imagine,

If I treat 648 as pocket money, do I still need to race against time to hoe the earth before the card pool I like ends?

Of course not,

But when you open the last treasure box, get the last two rough stones and gather enough for one shot, and finally see the golden light, the joy is enough to make up for all your efforts...

Except for some unlucky children who were crooked, they were really miserable, really miserable, not like a certain darling of God's favor, Fu Nina, who had forty golden rays falling to the ground.