My Livestreaming Metaphysics & Gossip Became an Internet Sensation Ch. 141

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Granted, he was broke—but not starving broke. His bank balance might've been pathetic, but he still had some money in WeChat. Plus, he hadn't even gotten around to cashing out the tips from his livestream platform yet.

But little Han Shi didn't know that. As far as he was concerned, they were in deep financial crisis.

He couldn't just leave now. If push came to shove, he'd... come up with something.

With a world-weary sigh, he put on an expression far too serious for his soft baby face.

Jiang Yiqing nearly burst out laughing. He cleared his throat and said, "I should probably find another person to help out. Otherwise, it's gonna look like I'm using child labor."

"I'm not a kid!" Han Shi instantly shot back, realizing Jiang Yiqing was calling him young again.

"Mm-hmm, you're totally right," Jiang Yiqing replied in the exact tone you'd use to soothe a cranky toddler.

Han Shi: "......"

After getting his fill of teasing, Jiang Yiqing finally asked for the kid's name. He said his name was Han Shi. As for the rest, all he knew was that he had two pretty powerful parents, but didn't go into any more detail.

Apparently, Han Shi's parents thought he was cramping their romantic time, so under the excuse of "life experience," they handed him off to the Ancestor. And since Jiang Yiqing mentioned needing a Daoist attendant, the Ancestor figured—hey, perfect timing—and shipped Han Shi over.

Jiang Yiqing: "..."

So, basically, he now understood that Han Shi wasn't actually a child—he just looked like one.

Well, that was a relief. Otherwise, he really would've felt like he was exploiting a kid.

Jiang Yiqing introduced Han Shi to the other two members of the household. The polite little guy got along surprisingly well with both the pig and the dog.

That afternoon, Jiang Yiqing cooked lunch. He usually didn't eat on time, but now that there was a "kid" around—well, even if Han Shi wasn't technically a child, he still looked like one. It just made you want to take care of him.

At lunch, Han Shi sat properly at the table, waiting until Jiang Yiqing started eating before he picked up his chopsticks. After one bite, his eyes lit up.

Wow, this guy could actually cook! Han Shi's refined manner started cracking a bit as his chopsticks began to move a lot faster.

But then he remembered what Jiang Yiqing had said about not being able to afford food, so he forced himself to eat very little.

Jiang Yiqing noticed him putting his chopsticks down and raised a brow. "Not hungry? You don't like it?"

Han Shi shook his head, all serious. "It's delicious."

"Then why stop?"

Han Shi pressed his lips together and didn't answer, but Jiang Yiqing could tell—This little guy's still worried about what I said earlier, huh?

Jiang Yiqing rubbed his nose, feeling a little guilty. He hadn't meant for the kid to take it that seriously.

He quickly started piling food into Han Shi's bowl. "It's fine, really. Eat up. I was joking—we're not that broke."

Han Shi stared at the mountain of food in his bowl: "..."

After a moment of hesitation, he picked up his chopsticks and resumed eating.

One adult and one "kid" quickly polished off the entire table of food. Judging from how much Han Shi ate, he was definitely not a real child—he even out-ate Jiang Yiqing.

He seemed a bit embarrassed about his appetite, because once Jiang Yiqing started doing the dishes, Han Shi hurried over to help and casually asked, "So... how do you make a living?"

Oh, he was asking what Jiang Yiqing did for a living. Still hung up on the whole "can't afford food" thing—well, who could blame him? He had seen the bank balance with his own eyes: a pitiful three-digit number. Han Shi had never met anyone this broke before.

Jiang Yiqing, blissfully unaware of the internal roast session going on, casually blurted out, "Oh, I livestream for a living."

Well, fortune-telling was a form of performing, wasn't it?

Han Shi looked like he'd been struck by lightning. His face said How did it come to this? And his eyes were practically dripping sympathy.

He began silently calculating—his parents had given him a bunch of stuff when he left. Some of it had to be worth something. If he brought out even one item, it should cover their living expenses for a good while.

He could call it a "meal fee." Yeah. That made him feel a little less guilty about how much he'd eaten.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yiqing had no idea Han Shi wasn't just look-level childlike—he was mentally straightforward, too. The kid had taken his joke completely at face value.

And was now seriously planning to subsidize him.

If Jiang Yiqing had known what was going on in Han Shi's head, he definitely would've facepalmed and said: I'm trash. Truly.

Jiang Yiqing started his livestream right on time. Outside the room, Han Shi peeked in with a deep sigh and a face full of tragic understanding. So... he wasn't lying. He really was performing online to survive.

How could someone be living this rough?

Han Shi kept sneaking glances, face constantly shifting between concern and pity, completely unaware he was in full view of the camera.

Chat comments started flooding in:

"LOL who's the kid in the back? His expressions are gold, right? I need to know what he's thinking. I'm dying of laughter 😂"

"Is that Qingqing's little brother? He's so good-looking and adorable!!"

"Does the little bro not know there's a camera? Hahahaha😂"

Jiang Yiqing froze for a second. He hadn't noticed Han Shi was visible until now. He quickly explained, "That's my little brother."

Then he made a bathroom excuse to go let Han Shi know there was a camera running. As expected, the second Han Shi heard that, he bolted.

"I'm heading out for a bit," Han Shi said on his way out. Since eating Jiang Yiqing's food, he'd switched from calling him "you" to "Brother Qingqing."

Jiang Yiqing was about to question whether a "kid" should be going out alone but remembered—Han Shi had shown up here on his own, and he wasn't actually a child. So he nodded. "Alright, just be back early."

Hmm... Maybe he should buy the kid a phone or something. It'd be hard to stay in touch otherwise.

Han Shi agreed enthusiastically and rushed off—he was going to retrieve his stash. Bother Qingqing was too pitiful! He was gonna help him escape this tragic performer's life!

Jiang Yiqing, completely oblivious, went back to his livestream. The chat was still buzzing with "Where's the little brother?" and "We want the little brother!"

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