The two met again the next day. He Xiaoran stared at Mung Bean all day long, while Zhou Chenyuan always acted embarrassed, which made He Xiaoran angry.

Fortunately, He Miao and He Shi were not affected at all. When He had nothing to do, he read a book. He Miao, when nothing happened, went to dig up beetles and catch cockroaches with Zhou Tuanzi. Although He Xiaoran repeatedly warned her not to touch those things, she couldn't stand the cold weather.

There are no other insects in Jiugu Wenchang this season.

If that didn't work, He Miao jumped up the tree to collect cicada shells.

A year passed, and He Miao collected a bagful of cicada shells.

Wei Xian said in surprise: "So many? When I was in my hometown, Chinese herbal medicine dealers often went to the village to collect cicada shells, which are good for medicine."

He Miao clutched the plastic bag on his helmet tightly: "Have you got money?"

Wei Xian said "Ah" and then nodded: "Yes, you can sell it for money!"

He Miao immediately grabbed the cicada shell, stuffed it into He Xiaoran's arms, and asked her sister to change the money.

He Xiaoran: "..."

Where does she go to change money?

Zhou Chenyuan came over shyly and took a look, "Look for Qin Shangxing. The Qin family is a medical family with both Chinese and Western medicine. There is also a Chinese medicine store, so we must accept it."

He Xiaoran raised his head: "Really?"

Looking up at Zhou Chenyuan's shy expression, He Xiaoran felt that his hands were itchy and wanted to hit him.

"Can you stop making that face?"

"A little embarrassed."

"Why are you embarrassed?"

"The doctor checked me out in the morning and said that my condition improved overnight and that physical therapy was more effective..."

He Xiaoran: "..."

Damn it! Why is she discussing this topic with him?

Zhou Chenyuan asked someone to bring the shells to Qin Shangxing. The person who sent them came back and said that the bag was almost two kilograms. The market price of the shells was eighty-one kilograms and two kilograms was one hundred and sixty. But Qin Shangxing said that he was an elder and it happened to be

During the Chinese New Year, I was given a big red envelope worth 10,000 yuan.

He Xiaoran had a question mark on his forehead.

After He Miao got the big red envelope, she jumped up and down with joy, "Rich!"

Climbing trees to collect cicada shells makes you more diligent.

He Xiaoran: "..."

Doesn't she think that every time she picks some cicada shells, she can get a huge red envelope?

"If she likes it, just let her pick it. The more you control her, the less convinced she will be." Zhou Chenyuan reminded.

He Xiaoran glared at him, "This is just to spoil her!"

"Then... every time I buy it, I sell it to my dad, and the money will be paid back very quickly." Zhou Chenyuan said.

His father has always disliked Dr. Qin, thinking that he was a love rival who was always waiting to take advantage of him. His father was afraid that he would sell him to Qin Shanhang and he would definitely spend a lot of money to buy it.

He Xiaoran: "..."

Zhou Chenyuan is really his father’s son!

After Zhou Chenyuan finished speaking, he sighed again: "I don't know how Zhou Chenchen has been doing these two days."

When Zhou Chenchen was mentioned, He Xiaoran was still surprised. How could Zhou Chenyuan be willing to give his turtle son to a herpetologist for foster care? Didn't he like to carry it with him?

"I should bring Jiugu Wenchang back. I don't know if Zhou Chenchen is in a good mood or not." Zhou Chenyuan said sadly: "But the experts said that Zhou Chenchen should live a normal life. I brought Jiugu Wenchang back and he must have kept it in the greenhouse.

It's not good for Zhou Chenchen's body function. Zhou Chenchen just wants to sleep when it's time to sleep, otherwise day and night will be reversed."

He Xiaoran understood clearly. This meant that Zhou Chenchen should let him hibernate when it was time to hibernate, and he should not break the life habits of a turtle.

She rolled her eyes and looked at him a little unbearably: "You can't even accept the fact that Zhou Chenchen is a turtle now?"

"That's our son!" Zhou Chenyuan interrupted her in shock. How could you say Zhou Chenchen was a turtle?

He Xiaoran: "..."

She smacked her lips and looked away, okay, I love you.

"Chen Chen will be able to find a wife this year." Zhou Chenyuan said, "I have already identified several beautiful girls. Let's see which one he likes the most."

"..."

"I hope Shen Chen's blind date goes well!"

"..."

Wei Xian happened to come over and asked curiously: "Who wants to go on a blind date?"

Zhou Chenyuan: "..."

He Xiaoran raised his head: "A Yuan is going on a blind date with his godson."

"How old are you? If I know anyone, I can help introduce you." Wei Xian said with a smile.

He Xiaoran said with a smile: "Seventh Aunt, please don't. He has already identified several blind dates, and he just wants to arrange for them to meet."

Zhou Chenyuan: "..."

Wei Xian: "Forget it then."

Outside, Zhou Tuanzi held a small basket and raised it high, waiting for Sister He Miao to pick the cicada shells and drop them for her to catch. If she couldn't catch them, she would pick them up.

Sister He Miao just gave half of her big red envelope to her. Zhou Tuanzi made money for the first time. He worked hard to pick up the cicada shells!

Wei Xian rested his chin on his hands and looked at the warm sunshine in the winter afternoon. His whole mood was particularly good.

If only days like this could last forever!

Wishes are good, but the New Year always comes and goes.

The descendants of the Zhou family who rushed back to Jiugu Wenchang from other places were preparing to return and left Jiugu Wenchang one after another, ending the annual process of going home to celebrate the New Year.

He Xiaoran watched people dragging their luggage away, and she couldn't help but ask: "Will their descendants, who only come back once a year, have a sense of belonging when they return to Jiugu Wenchang? Especially those descendants of the Zhou family who were born outside.

, do you really still have the consciousness that you are part of the Zhou family?"

Zhou Chenyuan didn't say anything. In fact, he didn't know either.

In his opinion, there is no difference between the Zhou family and ordinary families. They just live in Jiugu Wenchang and make some money.

What is a sense of belonging? When one's own destiny cannot be controlled in one's own hands, this sense of belonging can only be put in quotation marks.

Before what happened on New Year's Eve, Zhou Chenyuan had never felt like this. He always felt that there was nothing wrong with being born in the Zhou family. There were more people, more noisy, and more weird elders and juniors than others.

That's all.

But that night, he suddenly realized that he was born into such a family and how powerless he was in a role like this.

He is a junior, he is a junior, so even if he knows that the other party is at fault, he cannot take action, resist, or condemn. His status limits the shackles of his desire to seek justice and becomes the shackles of his desire to protect the people around him.

As long as he is in the Zhou family and Jiugu Wenchang, he will be controlled by his elders.

When things didn't happen to him and he didn't experience it personally, he never felt anything bad, but after that night, he felt it.

What’s good about the Zhou family?

Facing a scum-like person, a group of elders who shielded him without distinction of right and wrong, and an old man who had nothing to do with him... He seemed so powerless at that time, and that feeling of powerlessness made him feel almost desperate.

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Chapter completed!