Three days later, Yuan Qingzhou and An Xiaocai went to Li Xia's funeral.

Li Xia's divorced parents did not show up, and everything at the funeral was paid and worked hard.

After the deserted funeral, Yuan Qingzhou and An Xiaocai returned to An Xiaocai's grandma's house for dinner hungry. As soon as they entered the door, they saw a slightly fat and tall man standing in the yard with his back facing them, talking to Ma Qiuhua.

An Xiaocai was at the door. When the man heard the movement, he turned around and his eyes turned red as soon as he saw An Xiaocai. However, before he could speak, An Xiaocai rushed up.

"An Dashan, what are the broken things you are wearing on your head!"

An Xiaocai jumped onto the man's back like a hungry tiger, grabbing the dense hair above his head.

Swish!

The wig was torn off by An Xiaocai, revealing the gradually reddened Mediterranean.

An Dashan was as stupid as a wooden chicken, his eyes widened, and at a loss.

An Xiaocai threw the wig on the ground and just escaped from the wig and nails. He saw his own father wearing a wig, and An Xiaocai was furious uncontrollably.

An Dashan was moved and embarrassed. He could only express helplessness about his daughter's "meeting gift".

What can I do? My daughter is my biological child!

During the meal, Yuan Qingzhou realized that he was An Xiaocai's father and a boxer who had taken a gold belt back then.

However, because of An Xiaocai's mother's car accident, he beat the driver to death until half dead, so all honors were revoked and his game was suspended for life.

Even when he went to the martial arts center to be a coach, no one accepted him.

Andashan cannot rely on his mother-in-law to support his daughter, so he will carry a burden on his back to work in the coastal cities. This has been the case these years and will only come back every year during the Chinese New Year.

The burden of life has turned An Dashan's muscles into fat, and his once dense hair has become bald in the Mediterranean. However, years of hard work have made him who was originally simple and stubborn and only knew how to punch and become worldly.

Unfortunately, he accepted Ma Qiuhua's fate of criticizing him for the rest of his life. He had small luck and could not achieve great things!

People in their forties still accomplish nothing, floating outside all day long, and even earning less than An Xiaocai's live broadcast.

"It's not the Chinese New Year yet, why are you coming back suddenly?" An Xiaocai pouted and picked up a chopstick dish for An Dashan.

An Dashan laughed and said, "This is not the news that the world is in chaos. I am afraid that you and your grandma will not be safe at home, so I quit my job and come back."

"I'm going to find a security guard nearby and stay to protect you. By the way, my father forgot to buy you a gift when he comes back. You can take this hundred yuan and buy something delicious."

An Dashan took out the brand new banknotes that had been prepared in his exit bag without saying a word and stuffed them to An Xiaocai.

An Xiaocai couldn't help feeling sad when he looked at the hundred dollars. He couldn't make much money outside, so he sent most of it to his grandma to support his family, but he had to give her money every time he came back.

The dress he was on was five years ago, and the collar of the T-shirt inside was breasted.

"Yuan Qingzhou, I want to..."

"I have no objection."

Before An Xiaocai could say that Yuan Qingzhou knew what she wanted to do. On the way back, An Xiaocai mentioned to her that they needed an assistant to handle the trivial matters of live broadcast.

For example, arranging vehicle equipment, clearing complex relationships in the site, eliminating possible interference, etc.

These are things that require people with social experience to do. After all, the documents of the Special Regulations Bureau are not always good. They will always encounter those who are willing to make trouble, using private territory as an excuse to block their live broadcasts or even blackmail them.

These things were encountered by An Xiaocai before, and she was not good at dealing with them, let alone Yuan Qingzhou.

Before, Li Xia had always cleared everything, and they just had to bring the equipment on.

"Andashan, I have a job here, with a basic salary of 3,000 plus commission. Do you do it?"

An Dashan ate his mouth and asked casually: "What job is it? The basic salary is so high?"

An Xiaocai smiled, "I will be an assistant for your daughter."

An Dashan was stunned for a moment, "Xiaocai, if you have anything to do, just tell your father, dad will definitely help you, what kind of assistant, you are still in school, how can you get so much money to hire an assistant?"

Ma Qiuhua, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "Dashan, Xiaocai earns more money every month than you work. At least, there are tens of thousands of yuan a month."

When An Dashan heard this, he was anxious and knocked the bowl on the table.

"An Xiaocai! What are you doing? You are a student. What kind of work can make you earn so much 10,000 a month? Are you doing something bad?

An Xiaocai was frying again, and stood up and shouted, "An Dashan, why are you so fierce? I, An Xiaocai, earned clean money if I don't steal or rob. You can throw less dirty water on me."

Looking at his daughter who was stronger than himself, An Dashan was cowardly and quickly said with a smile on his face, "Okay, it's my dad's fault. Sit down and say slowly, don't get angry, it's like a firecracker."

An Xiaocai twisted her body unhappily, and it was Ma Qiuhua who explained An Xiaocai's live broadcast to An Dashan.

Then An Dashan suddenly realized that he hadn't returned home for half a year, and his daughter had replaced him as the pillar of the family?

The deep frustration made the rice in An Dashan’s mouth no longer fragrant, and he put it on the chopsticks and sighed.

Seeing that everyone had put down their chopsticks, Yuan Qingzhou twisted his neck and started eating.

"Why are you sighing? You don't like being an assistant?" An Xiaocai asked in a silence.

"No, it's just that dad is just helping you. Why do you have the nerve to collect your salary? Isn't this a joke?"

Upon hearing this, An Xiaocai raised her eyebrows, "Okay, I won't give you the salary anymore, I will give you five hundred yuan in cigarettes every month."

"Okay, no, no," An Dashan waved his hand quickly and smiled flatteringly. "The basic salary is 3,000 plus commission, and it is a matter of one word."

An Xiaocai held back her laughter and acted as a boss, "Okay, I'll get you a contract later, and you will officially go to work tomorrow. I'll have 365 days a year, and you can only rest if I rest."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you want. From now on, my dad will work for you specifically. Come on, let's use tea instead of wine, and we will touch one."

An Dashan lowered his head to get the teacup, and was shocked to find that there was only soup left on the table of dishes. Yuan Qingzhou was carrying the teapot and pouring the last little tea, and he picked it up and drank it all.

"I'm full, I'm back."

Yuan Qingzhou picked up his schoolbag and walked through the small door of the back wall.

An Dashan rubbed his unfilled stomach. Seeing his daughter and his mother-in-law accustomed to him, he couldn't help but mutter: "Who is this person? He eats so much like an old man."

"That's your boss's boss. Be respectful in the future, otherwise your salary will be deducted." An Xiaocai sneered and threatened.

Ma Qiuhua nodded and began to clean up the dishes. The more Yuan Qingzhou was like the "uncle" style, the less guilt she felt. She thought, the child understood.

"Mom, do you still have food? I'm not full."

Ma Qiuhua took out ten dollars from his pocket, "I went out to eat it myself. Today's food was not prepared for you."

An Dashan was sad and he understood that he would always be the bottom of this family, and he would have to smile if he had no human rights.

However, he was willing to live like this. During those days he was away, he dreamed of returning home and living such a life every night.

An Dashan took the ten dollars with both hands and laughed: "Thank you mom."

Ma Qiuhua raised the corner of her mouth and saw An Xiaocai jumping with a long-lost humming of a small song, and she was very comforted.

This home finally looks a little bit.

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Late at night, the Jin family.

Bai Youyou came to Jin Yaozu's room and saw that the medicine on the table was cold. Jin Yaozu was sitting on the bay window and staring out of the window in a daze.

Since he came back, Jin Yaozu was called to scold him by his grandfather for a long time. After he came out, he had been sitting there in a daze.

The clothes behind him were stained with blood, and I don’t know how many whips he got from his grandfather this time.

Bai Youyou felt that Grandpa Jin had too high requirements for him and never allowed him to lose.

Every time I lose, I will serve the family law after I come back.

But no one cared about it. He was just a poor man who had lost his mother since childhood and his father hated him for this.

Every time I was whipped, no one protected him or pleaded for him. I have been since I was a child.

Seeing the depressed Jin Yaozu, Bai Youyou took a deep breath and she had found a way to arouse his fighting spirit.

"Brother Yaozu, Yuan Qingzhou and the others have taken on new strange talks. Do we want to go ahead?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Yaozu turned his head suddenly, "Of course I have to answer, I will let go of the words. I will never stop with her Yuan Qingzhou!"

Bai Youyou nodded, "Okay, I'll take it now and then go investigate."

"Wait a moment!"

Jin Yaozu didn't know what he thought of, his expression became a little awkward and strange, and subconsciously pressed his arm that had been pierced by Yuan Qingzhou's dagger.

"I...I will rest tomorrow, and I will pick you up the day after tomorrow."

Bai Youyou looked at Jin Yaozu in confusion and found a little blush on his face. She was afraid that she would find out, so she turned her head and ignored her.

Bai Youyou suddenly smiled, "Okay Brother Yaozu, then I'll leave first, remember to take medicine."

"Yuyou," Jin Yaozu called Bai Youyou again, took several deep breaths before slowly saying: "I'm sorry in that nightmare world."

Bai Youyou opened her eyes wide in surprise. The arrogant Jin Yaozu actually apologized to her. Sure enough, only by experiencing the pain in person can she understand other people's pain?

Yuan Qingzhou really taught him a lot.

"It's okay, it's just a dream and it won't really die. I know, you're also trying to win."

Jin Yaozu bit his lip and said, "There is also the engagement matter, and the Hei Iron... No, I am sorry about Jin Ming's matter."

Bai Youyou shook her head, "The old society of engagement does not limit us. Brother Yaozu can still bravely like someone he likes in the future."

Hearing this sentence, Jin Yaozu couldn't help but have a expressionless but very beautiful face in his mind.

His face burned, and he quickly shook his head and secretly scolded himself for being inappropriate.

Bai Youyou smiled secretly and continued: "Brother Yaozu doesn't have to blame himself for Jin Ming's affairs. Actually, I should thank you. If it weren't for your chance to wear black iron alien armor for Jin Ming, his advanced cancer body would have died at this moment. Now, at least three years can live."

Jin Yaozu looked at Bai Youyou, and saw the regret in her eyes and the bitter smile on her lips. He suddenly envied Hei Tie. There was a "sister" who worked hard for him to find a way to fight the sequelae of foreign objects.

"It's getting late. Go and see Hei Tie and go back early. I'm going to go to bed."

Jin Yaozu suddenly drove people away, hugged her knees and continued to huddle on the bay window, lonely and desolate.

Bai Youyou wanted to speak but stopped, and finally had to leave silently. After all, she was not the one who could untie his knot, but just a "fiancee" who was forced to sacrifice for the sake of profit.
Chapter completed!