Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Chu Yao sat outside the door for a while, and when he heard the two chatting about Yuan Jia's good things, he opened the door and went back.

"Why don't I remember what happened?" Chu Yao asked leisurely.

Chen Peiwen pushed the hair from her forehead to her ears and said slightly embarrassed: "It's because... I don't seem to have mentioned this matter."

That probably happened when she was in middle school. Thinking about it now, it feels a little strange and vague.

At that time, Yuan Jiahao had just celebrated her fifth birthday. In order to support her family, Yuan's mother found a temporary job in a food processing factory not far from home.

The factory knew about the Yuan family and felt sorry for Yuan's mother that it was not easy for her to raise two children by herself, so she allowed her to go to work at noon and get off work at four o'clock in the afternoon, and her salary was normal.

Her job is also very simple. The factory's assembly line will put vegetables into the vat. Yuan's mother sprinkles salt and other seasonings in, and spreads a layer evenly. Then she turns on the machine and puts down the layer of vegetables.

Chen Peiwen heard about this from the dinner table. Sometimes her aunt would send some canned sauerkraut or canned sugar water from the factory, which were indeed rare delicacies.

Father Chen kept lamenting that the second sister finally had a job.

He was afraid that his sister was already immersed in the pain of finding a husband. Now that she had something to do and a salary to distract her, it was perfect.

The only drawback is that no one will look after Yuan Jiahao while Yuan's mother is at work.

In order to prevent her from breaking into the kitchen, Yuan's mother locked her in the yard and locked the door of the room, so she could only play with herself.

Chen Peiwen couldn't remember the reason for that day. It might have been because there was an exam at school. In short, she had a class in the afternoon and the teacher announced that school was over.

She was not in a hurry to go home, but went shopping with a few female classmates she had made friends with.

It was said to be "shopping", but they didn't have many shops at that time, so they just walked around in the county town.

A few people chatted and laughed, and walked to the door of Yuan's house unknowingly.

"Peiwen, I'm a little thirsty. Isn't your aunt's house ahead? Can you take us to drink some water?" said a girl.

Several other people also echoed, saying that everyone's parents work in the factory, and it's not time to get off work yet, and they don't have the keys to their home, so they can't go back.

Chen Peiwen hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm afraid my cousin is the only one at home at this time, but she won't open the door."

"Let's teach her, she will definitely learn it."

"Yes, yes, otherwise, we would have to go to the shop to buy water, which is not cost-effective."

"I don't have any money with me..."

Several girls were chattering. They had heard that Chen Peiwen had a silly cousin, and they all naively thought that they could teach Yuan Jia how to open the door.

However, they tried several times, but Yuan Jiahao ignored them and just slept on the deck chair in the yard.

One of them said sadly: "Oh, it's better now. The water hasn't arrived yet, and I'm even thirstier!"

Although she knew it was not her fault, Chen Peiwen's face still burned. She pursed her lips but remained silent.

Realizing that what she said was inappropriate, the girl just now grabbed Chen Peiwen's arm and said, "Peiwen, don't think too much. The worst is, let's go to the library, there should be free water there!"