White Jade

Aside from grocery shopping, Qin Qin also took Zuozuo and Caicai to the bank to open accounts. She also deposited some pocket money for them. She knew Qin Luming doted on them and that it wasn't her place to raise the two little girls. So, she just gave each of them a hundred thousand as a gesture.

It's a custom for adults to give children red envelopes. When Qin Luming returned to his hometown in Qingshan Town for the New Year, the elders would still give him lucky money, even though he was already in his twenties.

He accepted it all without hesitation. After all, it was a token of their affection. More importantly, it made the elders happy. If he refused, they would genuinely get upset.

Nowadays, with abundant material wealth, children working and studying away from home often lack nothing. When elders want to care for and cherish their children, they have no other way. If the children don't even accept the red envelopes, the elders feel completely unable to help them, which makes them very distressed.

Qin Qin left after lunch and a short rest. Her residence was right next to the newly opened hotel and not far from Qin Luming's school.

Qin Luming found the name "Yuanyuan Road" difficult to accept. His former name was Qin Yuan, and An Chacha used this to give Qin Luming all sorts of nicknames. During his sensitive teenage years, he reacted strongly, and eventually, due to various reasons, it all exploded. Qin Luming was so angry that he begged his mother to help him change his name.

In short, An Chacha was incredibly annoying. It could be said that the psychological shadow she cast on Qin Luming had not completely disappeared to this day. Otherwise, Qin Luming wouldn't have cared about "Yuanyuan Road."

After sending Qin Qin off, Qin Luming, on his way home, remembered Fairy Jiang next door and quickly went to check on her.

One glance was like peeking into a fairyland.

The Light Sprites that appeared when Fairy Jiang descended were now flying around the room. The Little Fire Dragon, which Qin Luming remembered vividly, was still spewing fire everywhere in the room, but it didn't set the room ablaze. The flames were removing inconspicuous stains and dust.

The Mother Catfish, dressed in a nurse's uniform and capable of giving injections, was spraying streams of light particles like water from a syringe. There were also many more lively and cute Light Sprites, resembling cartoon characters, running and flying around the room, cleaning every corner.

Fairy Jiang sat quietly on the rug in the center of the living room. Her brocade dress possessed the elegance of a priestess and the splendor and festivity of a wedding gown. Intricate and inscrutable talismans, like streams of colorful paintings, hid profound meanings of a very high realm. Her skirt spread out, lying around her without a single wrinkle, as beautiful as layered petals.

Fairy Jiang's long hair cascaded down, the ends flowing onto the carpet like a black galaxy falling from the heavens. At the tips, it gradually fanned out, and her dark hair, like a mirror, reflected the furnishings in the room.

The smallest Light Sprites, like little butterflies, sprites, and bees, frolicked and sang around her. Waves of musical notes played, bringing a sense of peace and exhilaration, as if hearing a summons from a fairyland.

Fairy Jiang looked up. Her exquisite face seemed as if it would never be tainted by a speck of worldly dust. Beneath her dark eyelashes, which were as clean and perky as if combed by a comb, her deep-colored eyes gazed at Qin Luming. She put down the "House Usage Manual" she was holding.

"I'm hungry," Fairy Jiang said after glancing at Qin Luming, then lowered her head to look at the book on the rug.

"Okay, I'll prepare something."

Qin Luming returned to his own kitchen and made a bowl of instant noodles. Smelling the aroma of the noodles, he suddenly realized he might have been a bit too compliant. Normally, shouldn't he have asked her what she wanted to eat, introduced her to Earth food, explained cooking culture, and then let her choose?

His immediate action of making instant noodles made it seem as if he was following her orders and handling it as he saw fit.

Qin Luming carried the tray over. There was the bowl of noodles, chopsticks, a spoon, a dish with preserved meat, a dish with pickled vegetables, and a bottle of sparkling water.

Qin Luming intended to place them on the dining table, but seeing that she didn't seem to be moving, he placed them in front of her.

So, even the God King had to eat... Qin Luming found her origin story more acceptable. Life Fruit from the Life Tree, and life within the Life Fruit, shouldn't it just be able to absorb sunlight and photosynthesize? And maybe sprinkle some water on it.

The reason Qin Luming hadn't prepared any food or drinks for Fairy Jiang at noon was that he hadn't realized she needed to eat. In Qin Luming's eyes, the title "God King" was similar to a Bodhisattva; they were beings who didn't partake in worldly affairs.

Though he thought this, Qin Luming wouldn't say it out loud. There was no need to provoke a God King, even if she was relatively weak at the moment.

"My constitution allows me to absorb energy from any substance and convert it into life force that dominates all things. Eating like you insects is a characteristic of higher life forms annexing the abilities of lower life forms, not me becoming like you," Fairy Jiang said calmly, looking at Qin Luming. "Do you have any more questions?"

"No," Qin Luming said, startled. "Can you read minds?"

"Yes, but there's no need to use it. The brains of insects contain too many scattered, incorrect, and trivial fluctuations that would interfere with my divine purity," Fairy Jiang shook her head. "It's like you wouldn't try to understand the foolish and chaotic thoughts of your two clones... If you were to do so, you'd eventually find your own logic and thinking impacted. It's not a pleasant or comfortable feeling."

Qin Luming nodded involuntarily, then realized he had been mocked by her again. Why did this God King like to taunt people so much? This was probably the kind of deity that people like An Chacha worshipped.

"This is a food product where the raw ingredients are shredded, steamed, fried, and then shaped. The seasoning is dissolved, and boiling hot water can activate its original form. The vegetables are also dehydrated and compressed into small fragments... If you hadn't added other meat ingredients, this would be an excellent food for military rations, being convenient to transport and small in volume," Fairy Jiang observed and nodded in approval.

This was the first time she had shown approval for this world, and it was for a packet of instant noodles? Had she not noticed all the technological products along the way?

Qin Luming watched her eat the noodles. As expected of a God King, she was exceptionally elegant in these everyday details. Few people could eat noodles in a way that conveyed taste, appreciation, and enjoyment.

Especially eating instant noodles... For example, Zuozuo would try to bite onto a noodle and see how long she could stretch it. If it wasn't as long as two chopsticks, she would try to tie two noodles together... She didn't do that much anymore.

Qin Luming didn't stand there watching her eat the noodles the entire time. He got up and went to observe the Light Sprites. When he returned, he found that Fairy Jiang had finished eating. Her small feet emerged from beneath her skirt, kicking the edge of the plate and nudging the plate and noodle bowl away from her.

She wasn't wearing shoes. Her little feet were like carved white jade, so tender and delicate... Qin Luming quickly averted his gaze and carried the dishes away without looking.