The First S+ Child!

Several large trucks loaded with supplies bumped along the potholed dirt road for nearly two hours. At last, after crossing the final ridge, the village hidden in the clouds and mist came into view.

Calling this place a village was generous—it was really just a few rows of dilapidated houses scattered through a mountain hollow.

The mud-brick walls leaned crookedly, and many roofs were covered in blackened thatch that surely leaked terribly whenever it rained.

There was not even a proper road in the village, only muddy paths trampled out by people, with murky water pooled in the potholes.

The distant mountains were bare, with more rock than soil. A few corn stalks grew sparsely in the fields, and one glance was enough to tell they could not produce much grain.

A few barefoot children at the village entrance spotted the vehicles first. Shyly, they hid behind the earthen walls and peeked out. Their clothes were filthy and tattered, and some did not even have a full sleeve left.

Once the vehicles stopped, quite a few people slowly gathered around.

The elderly all wore old clothes patched layer upon layer. The women held gaunt children in their arms, their faces waxy and yellow from prolonged hunger.

There were hardly any able-bodied young adults left in the village. Most had gone elsewhere for work, leaving only the elderly, women, and children!

The moment Su Yi and his family got out and saw this scene, their hearts grew heavy.

Especially Anne Hathaway, already a mother, and Taylor Swift, soon to become one. The two women could not help empathizing, tears welling from their eyes and sliding down their cheeks.

At that moment, Su Yi suddenly understood the deeper meaning behind something a famous philanthropist from his previous life had said—"I am a