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  Men in this world are most vulnerable when they are on their beds.

  Especially when sharing a woman together, it's natural to give rise to comparative thoughts. A man's masculinity is related to his most important face and dignity, and he can't be careless at all. When Zhong Hui'er was called over, she only needed to provoke the two with a few words, and they would start to quarrel - today one person is like a cat, tomorrow another person is like a dog.

  It evolved into an all-martial arts performance.

  Moreover, those who can be swindled have a conscience that is probably in the negative, and their relationships are often reversed. What's more, Jiang Xi noticed that this leader called Cheng Ge has a arrogant personality, often ordering people around, while another burly man named Lu Ge is said to have entered the business with Cheng Ge together.

  Cheng Ge gets the most, but he's arrogant and lacks charm, the people below him are probably already full of complaints.

  Zhong Hui'er was among them, and she just played a role of fire, which quickly intensified the underlying contradictions.

  Lu Ge was teased into being lively and witty, his words and actions revealing a refusal to be controlled. Cheng Ge had a violent temper, flaring up at the slightest spark, so it was inevitable that the two would clash.

  Dà Guì and Lǎo Xiāng ā Xī tried to separate the two people who were fighting, but they didn't have enough strength and ended up getting tangled together and being pulled into the fight. Liú Měi Juān rushed out wearing slippers and shouted hysterically.

  Jiang Xi covered her stomach and rushed out, running straight to the toilet. As expected, no one paid attention to her - or rather, even if they did notice, they wouldn't have thought much of it.

  The main room was connected to the only exit, and all the windows in the house were sealed from the inside. Even a mouse couldn't escape on an ordinary day. The five adults blocked the only exit, where could this big living person escape?

  Jiang Xi didn't want to run away either.

  The toilet is located at the corner of the stairs, where the stairs and the hall form a triangle, and the toilet is in the shadow of this triangle, coincidentally in the blind spot of everyone's line of sight.

  Jiang Xi calculated the time in his heart and ran up the stairs in a flash.

  She carried her shoes and climbed up barefoot, like a cat, without making any sound.

  Jiang Xi had reserved three minutes for herself, forty seconds to go up and down the stairs, and two minutes and twenty seconds to find what she wanted - if the infighting downstairs ended early, Zhong Hui'er would also think of a way to come out and help her drag out the time.

  Even in occasional "communications" and "gossip" with Da Gui, Jiang Xi had already extracted the information he wanted.

  A four-boy-and-one-girl dormitory, Da Gui and fellow villagers Ah Xi and Lu Ge all live on the first floor, while Cheng Ge and female classmate Pai Hua Zi live on the second floor. Cheng Ge's room is the first room to the left after turning upstairs on the second floor.

  Thirty seconds passed.

  Jiang Xi rushed into the first room on the left in the predicted time, a rural earth building, not even a layer of white putty was applied, and the wall surface exposed large pieces of weathered red bricks.

  Against the wall, a simple spring bed with a rolled-up straw mat, a half-drunk glass of water on the bedside table, and a black waist bag with its zipper open, revealing a dozen red knots.

  Jiang Xi's gaze slid past indifferently: That wasn't what she was looking for.

  Forty seconds.

  Next to the door, an old-fashioned five-drawer dresser was standing there. Jiang Xi stretched out his hand and pulled it open. Inside, there were five or six lightweight short-sleeved shirts and a leather jacket, both casual and formal wear. Jiang Xi glanced over them, his gaze falling on the drawer at the bottom of the dresser.

  The drawer fell off the lock and Jiang Xi couldn't pull it open.

  Fifty seconds.

  Jiang Xi's eyebrows and eyes were calm and quiet, it was a critical moment, but she didn't show any anxiety, her mind was constantly filtering various information.

  Human traffickers usually don't stay in one place for too long, to ensure safety, the entire den is constantly on the move. And the only car key of this den is kept by the leader Cheng Ge.

  In order to maintain his own captain's authority, the most important fixed asset of the Kui Zi Wo is Cheng Ge, who is absolutely unwilling to lend a hand to others - this is also consistent with the news that Jiang Xi has learned from Da Gui.

  Zhong Hui'er was pulled by Cheng Lu and the others to play a round of "double flying" half an hour ago, and also rubbed off the fire between the two of them. According to what she said when she came back, the car key was not on Brother Cheng's body at that time.

  So Jiang Xi was certain that the car key must be in Cheng Ge's room, or to say, it was in this five-drawer cabinet with a lock. After all, this earthen house should have been rented from the villagers, and other places were not safe.

  Sixty seconds.

  The room is simple and crude, the furniture is plain, everything is clear at a glance.

  Jiang Xi turned over her waist bag, pillow and under the bed, except for a stack of festive red tickets, she almost got nothing:

  Eighty seconds have passed.

  The noise downstairs gradually subsided, and Jiang Xi knew that she didn't have much time left.

  She stood in front of the five-drawer dresser again, and when her gaze swept over a row of neatly hung clothes, she suddenly exclaimed "hmm".

  It's just September, only a few days after the start of school, and it's still scorching hot. Everyone is wearing light summer clothes, but there's a leather jacket hanging in the closet - it's really out of place.

  This leather jacket should be Cheng Ge's treasured item - and people generally have a habit, they like to put their treasured items together, so that it looks good and feels right.

  Jiang Xi reached into his pocket and found a small key in the inner pocket of his wallet. He used this key to unlock the drawer, where he found the car keys. To his surprise, he also found a folded map of Guilin that had been crumpled up like a piece of tofu.

  One hundred seconds.

  Jiang Xi "rattled" down the stairs, fully loaded on her way back.

  Cheng Ge and Lu Ge were still at the bottom of the building, pointing at each other's noses and cursing. Da Gui and Lao Xiang, one on either side, pulled them apart to prevent them from getting close, their bodies covered in scratches and bruises from the scuffle.

  Jiang Xi went to the toilet in a very proper and serious manner, flushing and washing his hands, before walking slowly and carefully towards the east wing of the house with his head hung low, looking very honest.

  "Wait."

  Just as Jiang Xi was two or three meters away from the door, a voice stopped her. The woman with the flower-patterned slippers raised her thin eyelids and lifted her chin slightly towards her:

  "What's going on?"

  Jiang Xi's face turned pale, his legs trembling like a sieve, and he stuttered: "I, I have stomach pain, going to the toilet." He looked quite timid.

  She has recently established a very successful image of being honest and well-behaved, but before going out, she deliberately makes herself look sloppy and unkempt, with a messy hair and a dirty face, making it impossible for anyone to take a second glance at her. So even if the flower girl doesn't like this little girl's delicate appearance, she didn't suspect anything, just thinking of making things difficult for her.

  "Put out your hand."

  Jiang Xi stretched out his left hand with a tremble, and Liu Mei Juan "slapped" it open: "Right hand."

  She slowly stretched out her right hand, both hands washed white and clean. Liu Mei Juan circled around her, reached out to touch Jiang Xi's shoulder, back, waist, and buttocks, making Jiang Xi's heart almost jump into her throat:

  "Thud, thud——"

  Cheng Ge and Lu Ge also stopped quarreling, their lewd and lustful gazes circled around the girl's youthful and alluring figure, finally lingering on her curvaceous waist and hips, unable to be shaken off.

  Jiang Xi sighed:

  I am the fish and he is the cutting board.

  "Mei Juan sister, everyone has to go out and discuss business tomorrow. You've worked hard with Cheng Ge and Lu Ge today, why don't I and Ah Xi take the night shift instead?"

  Dàguì spoke up and saved her.

  Jiang Xi lowered her head, and only then did the woman let her off, allowing her to push open the door and enter. As she passed by Cheng Ge and Lu Ge, she gave them a displeased glance: "Don't look, this is a clean good, can't let you guys ruin it, or it won't be worth selling."

  "Playing with fire? Isn't there still one inside? Do you want me to call it out and play together?"

  Cheng Ge and Lu Ge exchanged a glance, and only then did Lu Ge feel a little scared. He awkwardly waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, let's just have Wu Ge play instead. I've had too much horse urine today, I'm done."

  Saying so, she turned around and went back to her room with a huff.

  Cheng Ge had just gotten angry and hadn't calmed down yet, when he was provoked again by the high school girl's greenness, and actually pushed open the door to wake up Zhong Hui'er who was leaning against the wall sleeping, causing a big commotion.

  In the darkness, Jiang Xi lay on his back, stretching himself out flat and quietly listening to Cheng Ge taking Zhong Hui'er out of the door.

  "Jiang sister, is that person calling out Zhong sister to hit her?"

  Most of the children seemed to understand but didn't really get it.

  The boy beside the river held his breath, and Sun Ting was also unusually silent, her fingers clenched into fists that dug into her palms, causing a stinging pain. She couldn't tell whether it was sympathy or fear that had taken hold of her.

  Recently, I've been thinking about going back home less often.

  Jiang Xi patted her comfortingly and didn't make a sound, after all. Sun Ting was too young, and she couldn't keep things on her face, so it was better to inform her until the last minute.

  Zhong Hui returned to her room when night had already fallen.

  Her hands and feet were numb, she had eaten a bowl of porridge mixed with anesthetic, and was ground down for nearly an hour. When she entered the door, she felt that almost all her bones were not her own, pain and fatigue swept over her like a tidal wave.

  Zhong Hui'er couldn't help but scold the culprit in her mind.

  If this doesn't work out, just wait and see how she'll deal with her own mess.

  Thinking viciously, she sat down against the wall and touched a warm hand. Jiang Xi was calmly sitting in her position, handing over a ladle of clear water: "Can you still hold on?"

  Zhong Hui'er understood Jiang Xi's implied meaning. She gritted her teeth and said in a rough tone, "Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

  Jiang Xi was already accustomed to her ugly appearance and didn't think much of it. She simply stretched out her hand and continued to pass the ladle forward, saying "Drink some water."

  When doing that thing, Cheng Ge would not give her water to drink. Zhong Hui'er was very thirsty and didn't refuse Jiang Xi's kindness, subconsciously reaching out to take it and starting to drink.

  As soon as the water entered her stomach, Zhong Hui'er felt that she had become much lighter, and even her weak legs seemed to have gained some strength.

  She wasn't one to overthink things anyway, and since she was really thirsty earlier, she asked another question that had been on her mind: "Did you get the thing?"

  "It's in my hands now."

  Jiang Xi took the car key and map, then considered all kinds of situations that might arise when returning to the room. To be on the safe side, he didn't bring them with him and instead hid them in a secure location first, planning to retrieve them later when there was an opportunity.

  "When will we set off?"

  Wait.

  Jiangxi Town was calm and composed, infected by her tranquility, Zhong Hui'er also closed her eyes to rest.

  "What's going on outside? Is it just the usual expensive stuff?"

  "Yes, his fellow villager named Ah Xi is not around."

  Jiang Xi nodded, as expected.

  That Ah Xi is a glutton and lazy, every time she keeps watch for a while, she will sneak back to her room to sleep, and then hurry over in a pretentious manner when others are not awake. Coincidentally, the big nobleman is honest and won't tell on them - of course, this situation is beneficial to them.

  "Did you already guess that Da Gui and A Xi would be on night watch today?"

  Zhong Hui'er asked suspiciously, yesterday was also Da Gui's group on night watch, logically it should have been Cheng Lu's turn.

  According to Jiang Xi's original temperament, he wouldn't have explained much, but thinking of the importance of the matter, he added a few more patient explanations: "Cheng Lu and the two had a big fight, it was when they were looking at each other with disgust, how could they keep watch together? Others also wouldn't be at ease with these two being together, in case they would start fighting again. The best solution is either to separate them to keep watch individually or temporarily swap them out for Da Gui and the others to keep watch as a group."

  "Besides, Da Gui is a kind old man and must have thought that one less task would be better than one more, so he took on the night watch himself."

  "What's wrong with your head?"

  Zhong Hui'er exclaimed, and Jiang Xi heard a long-awaited "ding dong" in his mind.

  "Congratulations, your popularity has increased by one point."

  Xiao Ling poured a basin of cold water in time: "It's already past midnight, deduct one point, and the popularity value is 44."

  Drop your pants and fart.

  Jiang Xi pretended he didn't see anything and patted his butt before standing up: "Let's go, it's about time."

  In the empty corridor, the footsteps of the father and daughter echoed one after another. Jiang Mu carried a pot scoop from inside to open the door, complaining:

  "Lao Jiang, it's getting quite late today."

  "The store is a bit busy." Jiang Xi sniffed his nose, smiled and entered the door, untying his headscarf while asking: "Mom, what delicious dish are you cooking today? I can smell it from downstairs!"

  The weather hasn't cooled down yet, and although the air conditioning in the coffee shop is strong enough, wearing something so thick on my head is no different from wearing a quilt in the middle of summer. I couldn't stay outside for long before breaking out into a sweat all over my head.

  "Go wash your face quickly, don't get heatstroke."

  "Come out and eat after washing your hands, it's going to get cold soon."

  In less than half a month, the rental house was gradually furnished with many small things. Jiang Mu took great care of them and the room was clean and cozy. After washing his hair, Jiang Xi stretched his waist comfortably and sat down to eat.

  Jiang's father sipped his wine, complaining that the braised shrimp and Dongpo pork were too greasy, but his chopsticks kept picking up food non-stop. Jiang Xi watched as her parents quarreled with their words not matching their actions, and she couldn't help but laugh like a big fool.

  This warm and lively, within reach happiness is great.

  Jiang's mother also sat down, picked up a pair of chopsticks and gave Jiang Xi some scallions, then hesitantly said: "Xiao Xi, mom has been at home for so long, it's not a good thing. Tomorrow, go out and set up a stall to make some extra money, what do you think... is it okay?"

  Jiang Xi was taken aback, and his chopsticks paused: "What stall?"

  "Street stall, huh." Jiang Mu's mother hastily explained, as if afraid she would be embarrassed: "In the past, our building's Juan'er's mom wasn't doing this every day? I'll go ask her for advice later."

  "Mom, getting up early and working hard from dawn till dusk, those without licenses will be chased by city management at any time and anywhere, it's not worth it, I don't agree."

  Jiang Xi shook his head and said, "Besides, your daughter can also earn some money now. If you're really bored, why not open a Taobao store?"

  She carefully chose her words and said: "Mom's pickled vegetables are the best, otherwise... why not sell some pickled vegetables? It can also pass the time."

  "This child, how can this be?" Jiang's mother said with a skeptical face: "Pickled vegetables, every household in our Shencheng has someone making them, where is it worth buying?"

  Jiang Xi remembered that in the more than a decade she spent in Sangjia Dam in her previous life, what she missed the most was this dish of pickled vegetables made by her mother. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried to study it, she couldn't replicate the flavor from back then.

  Sweet dishes, salty dishes, spicy dishes, even if there's no dish, just stir-frying vegetables is also delicious.

  "Mom," Jiang Xi hugged her mother's arm and rubbed it: "You just try, don't you believe your daughter? Don't you even trust your own skills?"

  Jiang Mu had always been very proud of her pickling skills.

  When I lived in the countryside, who didn't know that Jiang's family had a daughter-in-law who not only looked pretty but also made delicious pickled vegetables? Whenever she took out her pickles, neighbors and relatives would all ask for some to taste. It wasn't until they moved into town that it gradually stopped.

  "Success!"

  Jiang Mu was coquettishly teased by her daughter, and suddenly felt a surge of pride. With a loud slap on the table, she agreed.

  Jiang's father was speechless, his mouth dry as he watched the two women flattering each other, the folds of skin around his eyes sinking even deeper.

  But opening a pickle shop isn't urgent for now, there's no computer at home and Jiang Mu is clueless about this stuff, so let's save up some more money first before bringing it up again.

  Jiang Xi's mind was preoccupied with his popularity, so he didn't think much of it. It wasn't until he returned to his room and searched online that this old-fashioned man who had been out of touch for twelve years finally understood what live streaming was all about.

  Eating and drinking, singing and dancing, chatting with people, there are many rich men spending money to support them.

  According to the survey, the host's current appearance is enough to surpass all small flowers in China and abroad. Strive for it, girl!

  Xiao Yin has been reading a lot of Japanese comics lately and is quite enthusiastic about it.

  Jiang Xi furrowed his brow and ignored him.

  I went to Douyu live streaming, randomly clicked on a video of an anchor who was floating red on the homepage, and as soon as I entered, I saw this anchor called "Mu Mu" pinching her throat and speaking in a nasal tone, with that pair of breasts being simply heavenly, especially since Mu Mu was wearing a low-neck deep V silk dress.

  The barrage is so explicit that it's outrageous.

  Aircraft artillery flowers fall like raindrops.

  It was as if a nightmare had come true, Jiang Xi discovered that her long-forgotten allergy had relapsed once again.

  A dense rash, one after another, emerged from her arm, she suppressed the itch and "slapped" off the video.

  Is the host now allergic even when just seeing a woman?

  Not seeing the woman, but seeing all the explicit sex implications. Jiang Xi suppressed his nauseating desire, and the white light of the phone illuminated that expressionless face, making people feel chilled to the bone.

  The host is ill and needs treatment.

  Jiang Xi didn't make a sound.

  The host doesn't plan on live streaming anymore?

  Jiang Xi hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and responding: "Broadcast."

  She reopened the Douyin live broadcast, this time not from the homepage, but searched for Tang Gu's live broadcast room, found none, thought about it, and then went to Weibo to search again. The name was easy to remember, "Tangtang is not Sugar Sugar", and sure enough, she found it with a single search.

  A food blogger with a V-verified account, her first Weibo post is the live broadcast replay from today. Upon clicking in, there are almost no comments discussing food, but instead, she was roasted for that one segment, with over a thousand comments and even a member cutting out a GIF of it.

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