Rebirth System: Cultivating Villains

Jiang Jiang imitated the fisherman's movements and spread the fishing net evenly onto the water.

I worked with the fisherman to retrieve the nets, but the catch wasn't great.

Pour out a few small fish and shrimps, and give away a turtle.

Not realizing the technique, Jiang Jiang tried casting the net twice more.

Xiao Qingcheng sat on the deck and clapped her hands, smiling and saying excitedly, "Mom, this is awesome!"

The net will be cast and no fish will be caught.

Jiang Jiang did not complete the task and did not get any food.

Jiang Jiang went back and studied it all night, and came again the next day.

As the morning sun shines on the earth, Jiang Jiang brings Qingcheng to a villager's home.

He borrowed a small boat from a villager and set out fishing with Xiao Qingcheng.

The two rowed the boat onto the water and stopped at one spot.

"Shh, don't scare them away!" Jiang Jiang pointed with his fingers and said to Xiao Qingcheng.

Xiao Qingcheng quickly covered her mouth and nodded.

Jiang Jiang chose a good position, held one end of the fishing line, and cast the net out. The net drew a huge circle in the air, and the net line fell into the water close to the water surface.

Following Jiang Jiang's movements, the boat began to shake violently. Xiao Qingcheng was not afraid at all. She shook along with the boat and shouted excitedly, "Mom, this is awesome!"

After putting away the net, the harvest was still not much.

But more than last time.

Jiang Jiang sat dejectedly in the boat, sighing silently.

Seeing this, Xiao Qingcheng moved to Jiang Jiang's side and gently patted Jiang Jiang's back, just like Jiang Jiang comforted her when he coaxed her to sleep, gently and tenderly, patting Jiang Jiang's back, "It's so numb."

Jiang Jiang held Xiao Qingcheng in his arms and sighed deeply.

The task was not completed.

She carried the fish she caught back to the villager's home, and the villager unexpectedly gave Jiang Jiang two sweet potatoes.

Compared with the praise from passers-by fans, there are more insults to Jiang Jiang in the barrage.

Fans of each drama and fans of the actors’ looks started arguing in the barrage.

Everyone is arguing about who Xiao Qingcheng's biological parents are.

Jiang Jiang took Sweet Potato to the home of another team that she liked more.

"Hello! Is anyone home?"

Every time Jiang Jiang said something, Xiao Qingcheng would imitate her.

Like a miniature human tape recorder.

A mother and son walked out of the house. The child was very crybaby, but he stopped crying when he saw Xiao Qingcheng.

Jiang Jiang handed the sweet potato to the adult and said bye, and Xiao Qingcheng also said bye.

The two returned to their little house, turned on the fan, sat in front of it, breathed deeply, and smiled at each other.

The commentary scrolled by, [What a loving mother and daughter! Oh my god! So touching!]

Jiang Jiang turned off the fan and took out two fish from his pocket.

This is the key point for both mother and daughter.

Scrape off the scales, remove the internal organs, cut into slices, marinate for a while, coat with flour, and fry in a pan.

The two of them ate the crispy and delicious fish and giggled.

[A very cunning thief]

Xiao Qingcheng grew up in an orphanage. The children there had to survive on the little love they got from the director. It was very pitiful.

The head teacher is very nice and tries his best to care for every child.

Mainly because someone donated money...

If no one donates money, her orphanage will be disbanded and the children here will be sent to other orphanages.

Who knows if the next orphanage will have a good director?

"Xiao Qingcheng, what was your name in the orphanage?"

"Abu, the headmaster's mom calls me Abu." Xiao Qingcheng pulled her little doll over, revealing the crooked stitches with a word "cloth" sewn on it. "The headmaster's mom said that this was given to me by my mom."

Jiang Jiang looked through the original owner's information but couldn't find this memory. Jiang Jiang guessed that maybe it was put there by a passerby, or maybe it was taken there by a stray dog.

In short, there is no information about this little puppet in the original owner's memory.