This Star is a Bit All-around

Hoo hoo... hoo hoo...

Yang Qing, who had been lying on the hospital bed silently amidst the heavy panting, sat up abruptly.

After a while, in the dimly lit ward, his sight began to focus bit by bit.

So... did I time travel... or... it was just a dream... it should be a dream

A strange and vague memory flickered in his mind, making his mind dizzy.

He couldn't remember exactly what he experienced in this dream, he only remembered his identity in this dream and why the dream was broken.

Because of death! Dreams of death are broken!

Waking up for the first time, looking back again, it seems like a lifetime away.

In the dream, he died to save a child who fell into the water, but in this world, it is the darkness of sudden death from overwork.

One dream and one reality, one illusion and one reality, are all himself, and they all have the same identity.

Yang Qing, an orphan.

Fortunately, in this world, I am no longer alone. I have four younger sisters who are also orphans...

It was like a movie was playing back in his mind, and the memories of the present life were playing back, and the four immature faces were reflected in the depths of his heart. While muttering to himself, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

From then on, he will no longer be like a rootless duckweed floating alone in that illusory dream, because his heart has already taken root.

Crackling...

Just when Yang Qing's memory was intertwined with fantasy and reality, suddenly, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, a head cautiously stuck in, and a trembling voice sounded:

You... are you human or...or...

Human! I am human!

Before the other party could finish speaking, Yang Qing immediately came back to his senses and said, after finishing speaking, he got up and walked towards the door.

When the people at the door saw Yang Qing approaching, they retracted their heads in a whoosh, and there was the sound of running in a panic.

Yang Qing: ...

Outside the ward, more than a dozen doctors, nurses, and patients crowded in the corridor saw Yang Qing push the door and walk out, and all backed away in horror.

Yang Qing: (◎_◎;)

Cough, that... don't be afraid, I'm really human, I won't eat... uh, don't bite... -_-||

Yang Qing patted his head helplessly. Zombie movies are good, but they are easy to be poisoned.

Bone Lulu...

A thermometer rolled to Yang Qing's feet, and a trembling voice sounded: Take your temperature first.

Yang Qing: ...

Three minutes later, the thermometer showed 36 degrees 7, which was normal, so the doctors who were originally terrified suddenly became excited.

A miracle! This is a medical miracle!

That's right, people who were originally dead suddenly came back to life! This is unscientific, and I dare not write it like this in novels!

What a ghost novel, I want to study it now! Study how he lives!

...

The corner of Yang Qing's mouth twitched slightly: Cough, that... haven't you heard of medical suspended animation?

doctor:……

Let's give you a full body check first, just in case...

No, I won't do it, I have no money

……free!

It's free...can I bring four more dolls along the way?

doctor:……

...

Thank you, thank you, don't worry, I will definitely pay you back the 5,618 medical expenses you paid in advance, this is the IOU I just wrote, please take it well

At the door of the children's ward, Yang Qing bowed deeply to the girl, and said solemnly, eyes full of gratitude.

The girl looked at the crooked words on the IOU in her hand, and she was a little dazed.

You're really... all right

A warm smile appeared on Yang Qing's thin face: Thank you, I'm fine, if it weren't for you...

Speaking of this, Yang Qing looked at the two little people lying on the hospital bed sleeping peacefully through the door of the ward. His eyes were full of self-blame and fear, as well as infinite love.

The girl looked into his eyes, and suddenly she understood his heart, and said with a slight smile, Since you're fine, I'll go first, take good care of them.

Well, thank you...can you tell me your name and phone number, I want to wait...

My name is Qin Xue, hehe... Do you want to treat me to dinner in return for saving my life?

Looking at the girl's delicate and beautiful face, and those eyes that could speak, Yang Qing nodded somewhat at a loss.

Heck...then bring the cuties with me, my phone number is...

...I don't have a mobile phone, can you write it down, I'm afraid I'll forget it

The girl watched Yang Qing seriously and solemnly put the phone number note she had written and handed to him in her pocket, her heart trembled slightly, and she waved away with a smile on her face.

Kindness may not bring you good luck, but it will definitely bring you joy.

...

Wokpot...hug

When Yang Qing came to the hospital bed, the two-year-old little Dong'er seemed to have a feeling, opened her sleepy eyes, got up with her buttocks pouted, pursed her little mouth that was about to cry, and stretched out her little arms to hug her.

Hey, baby, don't cry, my brother will cook something delicious for you when I get home.

Second...second fruit cake

Okay, haha... eat fruit cake, come and kiss my brother

baji

...

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Qiu'er woke up, seeing Yang Qing who was sitting beside the bed holding Xiao Dong'er, she was both excited and frightened, tears rolled down like threads.

Don't cry, a girl's tears are like pearls, they cannot be shed easily, let's go, let's pick up my sister from school

In the scorching heat of the sun, two shadows, one big and one small, gradually moved away, overlapping and disappearing at the end of the street.

Wuyi Road...

Brother, where is our pancake cart, has it been stolen?

No, it was taken away by the urban management uncles. Look, there is a note posted here, with the address written.

Then... can I get it back, uncle, will they give it back to us?

Qiu'er is so sensible and cute, uncle will return our car

Well, that's good. There is also the money we earned from selling pancakes in the car, and the little hat grandma made for Qiu'er.

Um……

Yang Qing nodded and smiled, but did not speak.

The beauty in the weak heart is often shattered by the cruelty of reality.

...

Nanyuan Village is located in the northwest corner of Yangcheng. Migrant workers from all over the world gather and rent here.

click

A turquoise courtyard door was opened by Xiao Qiu'er on tiptoe, and cheerful laughter sounded.

Wow! Sister, look, the little tomatoes you planted are turning red again, hee hee... let Qiu'er pick one and eat it

No, don't be naughty and greedy

A little girl wearing a clean elementary school uniform grabbed Xiao Qiuer who was running towards the small vegetable garden in the middle of the courtyard, and said with a serious face.

Xiaoqiuer: ￣▽￣

Brother, Qiu'er said that you fainted and went to the hospital today, are you okay?

Beside Yang Qing, a little girl who was also wearing a primary school uniform and had short hair cut her face raised her face and asked worriedly.

It's okay, brother, isn't it fine?

Yang Qing touched her little head lovingly, and said with a smile: Go and go back to the house with Chun'er to do your homework, brother will cook for you.

Fanfan... Ciguo cake, pot pan, Ciguo cake...

Haha, okay, let's make fruit cakes for our little one

Yang Qing laughed and kissed Xiao Dong'er who was in her arms, called Xiao Qiu'er who was unwillingly peeking at Little Tomato, and walked into the kitchen.

Elder sister, brother, he...

Brother is too tired, Xia'er, we must study hard to make grandma and brother happy for us!

Um!

In the main house, the two young generals put down the small schoolbag mended with rags and talked in a low voice.

As they talked, the two children each took out a registration form that said Little Artist Training Class from their schoolbags, carefully folded it and hid it in their secret base.

In the kitchen...

Qiu'er, stop playing with the water, hurry up and wash the vegetables, my brother will reward you with a small tomato

Hey, my little Dong'er, can you go to the eldest sister and second sister to supervise their homework, please don't supervise brother to make a fire.

Well... don't, the second sister is spanking, play with fire

Yang Qing: ＼(〇_o)/

In a burst of nonsensical joy, the preparations were finally done, Yang Qing forced the mischievous couple out, rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

Pancakes are what he learned from his grandma, and they are their current source of income. Since Xiao Donger wants to eat them, he will make a pancake for her, and then cook the main meal.

But the moment his hand touched the flour, he was suddenly stunned.

A pleasant electronic sound suddenly sounded in his mind without warning, making him a little distracted.

Ding! The full-time achievement system is bound to open

Newbie benefits are being issued...

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