Xia Zhihuai was a top-tier star who rose to fame at a young age. However, after his group disbanded, he encountered a series of unexpected accidents, facing a streak of bad luck.

One day, the police asked him to claim a three-and-a-half-year-old runaway child who claimed to be his younger sister. When they first met, the little one had a serious expression and solemnly told him that he was about to face a big wave of bad luck. Xia Zhihuai rolled his eyes in disbelief, thinking, "Who would believe such nonsense?"

However, a few days later, Xia Zhihuai lost all his resources and completely faded from the spotlight. In pain and frustration, he resolutely went back to hold onto little Wanwan's short legs, begging, "Boss, help me." But Wanwan replied, "Helping for you is impossible. Brother, you'd better come back home and farm with me."

Since returning to his hometown and starting farming, Xia Zhihuai felt that his previous self was a fool. Why struggle when living a leisurely life as a slacker? Every day, he enjoyed the spiritual fruits and vegetables, witnessed his cute little sister's full of enthusiasm, and also live-streamed the daily life of farming in the countryside. Watching various top-tier figures from different realms paying big money for his family's produce, Xia Zhihuai's life became more and more comfortable.

On the other hand, seeing her brother becoming more plump, Wanwan fell into contemplation. "Why are other people's brothers so outstanding while my brother is a lazy bone?" So every day, Wanwan asked, "Fellow immortals, how can I motivate my brother to strive for progress? Waiting online, quite urgent."

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Xia Zhihuai entered Wanwan’s room, carrying a glass of milk. He saw her sitting cross-legged on the carpet at the foot of the bed, holding a cartoon band-aid around her finger.


Xia Zhihuai placed the milk aside and sat in front of her, gently holding her chubby little hand.


Wanwan replied, extending her finger towards him, her two little feet stepping on the carpet.


Xia Zhihuai examined the wound, which was small. If he had noticed it a bit later, it would have probably healed by now. 


Nevertheless, he carefully applied a blue pudge cartoon band-aid on it. He knew this little rascal too well. Lately, she had been obsessed with the Blue Pudge animated series, and she insisted on using this specific band-aid.


“There you go,” Xia Zhihuai said, satisfied. 


Wanwan opened her hand, admiring the band-aid on her index finger, and couldn’t help but boast, “My hand looks so pretty.”


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