Disaster Strikes

"It's really real."

After shaking his head, he restarted the car and left the vicinity of the factory.

According to Tiantian's instructions, he drove the car all the way to the barren suburbs. The slums here are in sharp contrast to the prosperity of Youjing City.

There are dirty children everywhere, and young people dressed strangely, wandering in groups of three or five, looking idle.

"The so-called Beihai Pearl is just the result of careful whitewashing."

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The car stopped in front of a dilapidated house. The sewage made the land smell of decay and was full of mud.

It is said that this is a house, but in fact it is just a simple shack built with asbestos tiles as the roof.

The so-called wall is only one side.

The other three sides are covered with cloth, which will be opened during the day, so it can be said that the three sides are ventilated.

This is not a special case.

Everyone in this area lives in a similar environment.

From this point of view.

The living environment of the people here is not much better than that of the ancient Xuan Kingdom.

After the car stopped on the side of the road for a while, under the gaze of Chen Mo in the car window, a tall, fair-skinned girl, who has a gentle and innocent temperament that is completely different from the environment here, slowly walked out of a simple shack with a wooden basin.

The wooden basin was full of dirty clothes, and she came to the public faucet at the end of the street to wash.

Although she was wearing the simplest clothes, it was still difficult to conceal her elegance and beauty. The idle young people on the street suddenly became excited and whistled at her.

"This is Jingle Inoda."

Tiantian in the car gestured to Chen Mo and noticed Chen Mo's shock.

"When I came here yesterday, I didn't believe it. I confirmed it with Jingle Yu many times."

Jingle Yu on the side clenched his fists, veins on his forehead were exposed, and his teeth were about to break.

This was the perfect heir of the Kyoraku family in his heart. She had been loved by everyone in the Kyoraku family since she was a child and was given unlimited care.

She was so kind, gentle, beautiful, and had a rare talent for the power of phantom wind.

In the Kyoraku family, let alone doing these rough jobs, even washing and brushing her teeth were done under the care of servants since she was a child, but now she...

Chen Mo sat in the main driver's seat, nodded, and observed silently without saying a word.

"You prodigal daughter!"

A bloated, hunchbacked old woman, holding a little girl of two or three years old, walked out from behind Inoda and kept scolding.

"How many times have I told you that you use so much soap for washing clothes? Do you think the money of our Watanabe family is blown by the wind? Just wipe it gently, and rub it with your hands more, so that it will save more soap. If you waste it like you, we can't live anymore. It's really stupid and sinful."

The old woman's scolding caused the girl in her arms to cry.

After she glared at Kyoraku Inoda fiercely, she coaxed the little girl away.

Tiantian sighed.

"That's Watanabe Nanmu's mother. The little girl is his fourth sister. The Watanabe family has four children, and Watanabe Nanmu is the eldest son."

"Yeah."

Chen Mo was like a passerby, watching all this quietly without any emotional waves.

Because Inoda didn't master the skills of washing clothes well, she had to scrub with great force, and she shed a lot of sweat unconsciously, but she was still trying to learn.

"Hehe."

A little boy of seven or eight years old ran to Kyoraku Inoda's side, and seeing that she was washing clothes with her head down, he took out a water gun and pointed it at her.

"Xiaozhi, stop making trouble."

Facing Kyoraku Inoda's obstruction, the little boy laughed even happier.

He jumped away while spraying water with a water gun.

It was autumn now, and the weather had begun to turn cooler. After seeing that Kyoraku Inoda's clothes were completely wet, the little boy made a victory gesture and ran away happily.

Kyoraku Inoda looked at the clothes that were already soaked, but he didn't mean to change them, and continued to wash clothes.

"The little boy just now is Watanabe Nanmu's third brother. Look over there, Watanabe Nanmu is coming out."

Following Tiantian's gesture, Chen Mo also looked over.

A tall and thin man, with a sleepy look, stretched lazily in front of the shack, and his fluffy hair looked a little decadent.

He rubbed his eyes and enjoyed the sunlight.

Inoda couldn't help laughing when he saw Watanabe Nanmu getting up.

"Nanmu-kun, are you going out to work today?"

"Ah, yeah."

Facing Kyoraku Inoda's energetic voice, Watanabe Nanmu responded lazily, and then walked listlessly to the distant street.

Seeing this, Chen Mo started the engine and slowly followed.

Kyoraku Yu was almost going crazy.

"This bastard, a shameless liar!"

He kept cursing, venting his anger, and finally held his head with both hands, looking extremely painful.

"This bastard was originally just a temporary handyman in the Kyoraku family, responsible for cleaning, but I don't know what happened. He deceived Miss Inoda. After being discovered by Aunt Bai half a month ago, he actually tricked her here. I really want to kill him! Woo woo..."

"Don't be impulsive first."

Chen Mo's words also attracted sweet comfort.

Jing Leyu gradually calmed down.

After walking two blocks, Watanabe Nanmu said hello to a few men squatting on the street smoking, and then squatted together to bask in the sun and smoked.

The relationship between the few seems to be quite good.

Although I don't know what they are talking about, judging from their wretched expressions, their constant pointing at Kyoraku Inoda in the distance, and the indifferent attitude of Watanabe Nanki, it is obviously not a good topic.

Chen Mo was like a patient hunter, quietly observing his prey in the dark.

From beginning to end, he showed no unnecessary emotions. He seemed to be analyzing the matter, why it developed to this point, and clarifying the logical relationship.

After a long time.

Seeing that it was noon, Watanabe Nanmu got up and wandered towards home.

Chen Mo started the car engine again and followed behind.

At this time, Kyoraku Inoda was cooking and seemed very busy.

"Really, why are you so stupid!"

The shrew hugged the child and continued to scold him.

"You have to be more agile when doing things. Didn't your family teach you? How can you be a wife of our Watanabe family if you are stupid? The father of the child will be back soon. The break at noon is so short. Working outside He’s so tired, can’t you let him rest peacefully at home?”

"sorry."

Kyoraku Inoda apologized while busy: "I will study hard, please give me some more time."

After a while.

Watanabe Nanki's second sister, Watanabe Orisa, came home from school.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Watanabe rushed back from the factory, and Inoda kept busy serving meals for the whole family.

"Really, it's been half a month, why haven't your meals improved yet?"

Although Watanabe was bullied in the factory and was a good old man who rarely got angry, when he returned home, he acted like the head of the family. He seemed very dissatisfied with the food and looked very ugly.

"Feel sorry."

Kyoraku Inoda whispered: "I'm still studying, and I will definitely do it well tomorrow."

After hearing this, Mr. Watanabe's expression barely improved.

"You have to know that you are no longer the eldest lady of the Jingraku family. Since you have chosen to follow Nanmu, you are the wife of my Watanabe family. Only by making good meals and sorting out the housework can you become a qualified wife in the future. You Look at what a mess this house is like. I’m so tired from working outside. Can’t you make me feel more at ease when I come home?”

"sorry."

Kyōraku Inoda apologized again and stood aside quietly waiting for Murao Watanabe, who kept sighing, to finish his meal. .

After an unpleasant lunch.

Mr. Watanabe glared at Namu Watanabe fiercely.

He seemed to have nothing to say to his idle son, and went to work in a hurry.

The second sister, Orisa Watanabe, picked up her schoolbag and skipped to Kyoraku Inoda, who was washing dishes.

"Can you please give me some money? I'm going to buy some school supplies."

Hearing this, Kyoraku Inoda looked apologetic.

"I don't have any money either. I already gave you the money Nanmu-kun gave me a few days ago."

"Stop lying to me, just a little money?"

When Watanabe Orisa heard this, she pouted and looked unhappy.

"Weren't you a young lady from a big family before? How could you have no money? Give me some. Don't be so stingy. I'll pay you back when I grow up, okay?"

"But I really have no money."

Kyoraku Inoda sighed.

"I haven't seen money since I was a child. It was only after Nanmu-kun told me that I realized the benefits of money. I really didn't lie to you."

"I don't believe it!"

Watanabe Orisa couldn't understand Kyoraku Inoda's words at all.

She couldn't understand life without money.

Because in her opinion, the eldest daughter of a wealthy family will definitely have a lot of money. How could there be anyone in this world who doesn't need money?

"Stingy guy, forget it if you don't give it."

Watanabe Orisa left angrily.

unconsciously.

Chen Mo actually silently observed Kyoryu Inoda's whole day's life from the perspective of a bystander in the car.

Seeing that it was already evening, he couldn't help but rub his temples.

He looked deeply helpless.

From beginning to end.

No matter how hard and difficult life was, he never saw even a trace of annoyance or hatred in Kyoraku Inoda's eyes, not even a little bit of negative emotion. He just kept doing what he was doing, as if even such a difficult life was nothing. A joy.

This is simply unimaginable to outsiders.

"He's a pretty good formation master. It's a pity."

After being silent for a day, Xiuying couldn't help but sigh.

"In addition to talent, personality also determines the upper limit of an array mage. For someone with her personality, the upper limit is often very high. It's a pity."

Times of Day.

Chen Mo just verified the information provided by Tiantian.

If seeing was not believing, he would even think that this kind of thing would only happen in legends, not reality.