Xiao Qingya wants to help her family in making money. She wanted them to be the richest in their village, living a fulfilling life.
Wouldn't she be able to buy more delicious food in the future if they were rich?
But… that was also currently a faraway dream.
Seeing her mother and siblings become silent after her abrupt exclamation, Xiao Qingya became nervous. She waddled over to her mother, looking at her pitifully.
"There's not much left in the pot. We can make more tomorrow and sell it," Zhou Anran muttered as she stroked her daughter's hair.
Xiao Qingya blinked and tilted her head. She shook her head, tugging on her mother's hand. Her other hand grabbed her brother's.
She wanted to lead her somewhere, so after understanding her intention, they got up and followed her. Unfortunately, her thoughts were silent at this moment.
Xiao Qingya wasn't speaking to the System like she usually did, so they couldn't figure out anything.
