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

When Xia Zhihuai finished bathing and saw Wanwan tiptoeing to dry Qu Xiunan’s hair, two sparks ignited in his eyes. 


How shameless! He hasn’t even enjoyed his sister’s loving service yet! 


Xia Zhihuai walked over to Wanwan, reached out his hand, pinched her round waist, and carried her away. 


Qu Xiunan, feeling comfortably drowsy from being rubbed, noticed the movement on his head had ceased. 


He looked up and saw Xia Zhihuai running away with the child tucked under his arm. “…” 


And he even stole a child! What a disgrace! 


“Xia Zhihuai, give me back the towel.” 


Qu Xiunan stood up and followed him. His hair was still wet. As soon as he reached the doorway, a white object flew out from inside the room and landed on Qu Xiunan’s face. 


“Wanwan, you’re not allowed to dry other people’s hair anymore, understood?” Xia Zhihuai placed Wanwan on the edge of the bed and spoke seriously. 


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