Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 836 - 825: A Dog-Blood Substitute Life

When Ye Qiu passed away, the whole world mourned the loss of a genius and a kind person. The city was filled with his students and people he had supported in the past.

Shen Xiu watched the funeral on TV, tears rolling down her cheeks as she closed her eyes. She realized she was wrong in this life, and if there were a next life, she would definitely choose to live well with him.

But in this vast world, how many people really get another life to start over? It’s just wishful thinking.

Name: Ye Qiu

Merit Points: 420000

Exchanged Skills: Hacker God

Level 8 of God of Cooking Light

Level 8 Body Refining Technique

Ten Times of Luck Bonus (five times remaining)

Emperor System (Achievements: Skin like Jello, Flirtatious Eyes, Aroma, Voice Like a Pearl, Slender Legs)

Poison Scripture, Medicine Manual

Soul Power Technique

"Task completed, do you wish to enter the next world?"

"Yes."

"Oh my little darling, how did you end up thrown in such a place? Are you cold? Let grandma hold you." As soon as Ye Qiu woke up, she felt herself being picked up and rocked in someone’s arms. A warm, gentle voice sounded in her ear, and she felt a strong hunger in her stomach, uncontrollably soiling herself.

She had actually turned into a baby who couldn’t do anything, feeling the system was a big trap, she couldn’t help but wailed loudly.

"Don’t cry, don’t cry, grandma will get you something to eat. Who would be so heartless to abandon a child in the cold like this, trying to freeze the child to death?"

Han Mei’e carried the little baby home, and as soon as she entered, she attracted the attention of the whole family.

"Grandma, why did you bring back a little brother?" Ye Chao curiously looked at the child in his grandma’s arms.

"It’s not a little brother, it’s a little sister," Han Mei’e corrected him.

Ye Chao wrinkled his nose in disdain: "How can someone so ugly be a sister?"

In his view, little sisters are all cute and pretty, just like Auntie’s Du Jiaojiao, but Du Jiaojiao was too fierce, always snatching his candy and toys.

"Sister is still small, she’ll look better as she grows up," Han Mei’e said casually, looking at Ye Qiu’s reddened little face with increasing affection, "Xiu Feng, quickly cook some rice soup, this child must be starving."

"Mom, where did this child come from?" Jiang Xiuqing asked while obeying her mother-in-law’s instructions and making rice soup.

Han Mei’e sighed: "Who knows which heartless family abandoned her, a bit later and she would have frozen to death."

"The quality of the child’s clothes seems pretty good, why abandon her?"

"You don’t know, now with strict family planning, city workers aren’t allowed a second child, whether male or female. Many favor boys over girls... sigh, such a pity for this little girl."

"But still, you can’t just abandon your own child!" Xiu Feng said indignantly, "She’s your own flesh and blood, how can you just abandon her?"

"Exactly, if I hadn’t gone out today, who knows what would’ve happened to this child."

"Mom, what do you plan to do with this child? Wait for Yuejin to come back and file a police report?"

"I..." Han Mei’e looked at Ye Qiu’s big, dark eyes and hesitated, knowing their family situation, she sighed, "Report it to the police, we can’t afford to raise her."

"Alright." Jiang Xiuqing answered, going back to making rice porridge, she wasn’t blind to her mother-in-law’s reluctance, and it’s not that she’s cold-hearted, but they are a poor family struggling to make ends meet. One more child means more than one more mouth to feed; it’s not that simple.

"Grandma, are you going to send the little sister away?" Ye Chao asked curiously, tiptoeing to look, "Why? Where to?"

"I don’t know."

Ye Chao’s eyes darted: "If we don’t know, let’s just raise her at home. You’ve always complained I’m a naughty boy, right? With a sister, she’ll listen to you."

Han Mei’e felt both sad and amused, glancing at her grandson: "You just want a sister here so your mom and I won’t have time to watch over you, right?"

"Hehe..." Ye Chao smiled slyly, not admitting to it.

"This kid." Jiang Xiuqing brought the rice porridge, worried it might be too hot, so she set it outside to cool for a while before carefully feeding Ye Qiu spoonful by spoonful.

Ye Qiu was indeed very hungry. With each sip, she gave Jiang Xiuqing a sweet smile, which melted her heart completely, making her utter the words she never regretted: "Mom, why don’t we just raise her, such a cute child, who knows what her life would be like if sent away."

Han Mei’e was taken aback: "You’ve changed your mind? Aren’t you afraid of the burden?"

Jiang Xiuqing steeled herself and said, "It’s just an extra mouth; she’s just a little baby, how much can she eat?"

Speaking so lightly, raising an extra child is not so simple. But Han Mei’e did like the child a lot, feeling a sense of destiny. Since the daughter-in-law agreed, she had no reason to refuse. At most, she would work a bit more to make ends meet. She couldn’t believe they couldn’t raise a little girl together.

"Grandma, Mom, does this mean I’ll have a sister from now on?" Ye Chao asked excitedly.

"Yes, so you’ll have to protect your sister in the future, don’t let her get bullied, got it?" Jiang Xiuqing said, patting her son’s head, watching his happy face and feeling increasingly confident in her decision.

So, when the head of the family, Ye Yuejin, came home, he found himself with an unexpected daughter.

"What name should we give her?" He wasn’t a traditional man, nor did he have many patriarchal ideas. Since both his mom and wife agreed, he naturally had no objections.

"This child has a fate with mom, let her choose a name," Jiang Xiuqing suggested.

Han Mei’e did not decline, and looking at Ye Qiu with a smile: "This child was crying out of hunger when she met me, why not give her the name Qiu, as in autumn, the season of harvest, hoping she will always have enough to eat."

"Mom, that’s a nice name. From now on, Ye Qiu is my daughter." Ye Yuejin embraced Ye Qiu, the more he looked at her, the more he liked her, not minding her yellow, sparse, curly hair, as many fathers do, thinking their daughter is the most beautiful in the world.

"So this is your sister, huh." A four-year-old girl looked at Ye Qiu with Ye Chao.

"Yes, her name is Ye Qiu, isn’t she growing to be beautiful?" Ye Chao said proudly.

"But doesn’t she have little hair?" the little girl said worriedly, "Mom says girls with little hair aren’t pretty."

"Grandma says it will grow. Just eat more meals, and she’ll grow very pretty, very pretty,"

"Mom says the same thing to me. Sister, you must eat well and not be picky, so you can grow as pretty as Sister Jiaojiao."

"You’re not pretty," Ye Chao said disdainfully.

Du Jiaojiao snorted, "You’re the one who’s not pretty!"

"I’m a boy, I don’t need to be pretty, just handsome."

"Well, you’re not handsome either."

The two little kids squabbled and bickered, making Ye Qiu feel sleepy, but as a baby, she naturally needed a lot of sleep.