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

Xia Zhihuai informed Yun Zhan of Deng Jiayi’s family address. 


Yun Zhan immediately went to City T, even before dawn, and found Deng’s fruit shop. 


The Deng family was not wealthy, operating a small 30-square-meter fruit shop in the bustling area of City T. 


Just as the day was breaking, the elderly Deng couple came downstairs, opened their shop, and prepared for a day of business. 


Yun Zhan sat on the rooftop of a neighboring store, quietly observing the elderly couple without any change in expression. 


Before coming, he had checked the archives at the hospital where the bone marrow transplant took place, and the donor was listed as anonymous. 


However, over a decade ago, Yun You was just a child of around ten years old. Even if she had truly donated bone marrow, there must have been a guardian involved. 


Mother’s Love, Filial Piety