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."

My Little Sister's Farming Live Stream Went Viral on the Internet

The first day of practicing Qi absorption into the body. 


Xia Zhihuai stared at the scattered spiritual energy around him, feeling as if he had become a mosquito coil. 


It turned out that observing spiritual energy and absorbing it into the body were completely different things. 


The saucer peach tree planted in the orchard was surrounded by dense spiritual energy, allowing him to clearly sense the mist-like flow of spiritual energy. 


However, after returning home, the spiritual energy was far less abundant than that around the peach tree. 


Moreover, he felt that it would probably take him another hundred years to successfully guide these unruly spiritual energies into his body. 


Xia Zhihuai collapsed on the bed, closed his eyes in despair, and let out a long roar. 


Wanwan was squatting in the backyard, watching Sister Zhu Qing dig the ground. 


It was already late March, and Qing-Ming Festival (Tomb-sweeping Day) was just a few days away. 


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