In Lu Xiaojiu's imagined family life, his brother would be responsible for resting, while he went out to find work and support his brother.
In reality...
The next day, Yu Tu showed Lu Xiaojiu his work ID.
Name: Tu Yu.
Occupation...
"Interstellar courier?"
That job was completely at odds with Yu Tu's image.
Lu Xiaojiu found it hard to believe.
"Brother, are you sure?"
Yu Tu nodded without so much as a blush or a flutter of his heart.
He could not stay on Polaris Star for long and could only come by occasionally when he had time. Being an interstellar courier met his "job requirements" in terms of both pay and time at home.
Lu Xiaojiu frowned. "Isn't that exhausting? Brother, quit your job. I'll go find work!"
Yu Tu shook his head. Under Lu Xiaojiu's confused gaze, he took a black backpack and a student ID from the room.
His name and class were written on it.
Lu Xiaojiu's eyes instantly became crystal clear. "What's this?"
"Xiaojiu's school," Yu Tu said. "Xiaojiu has his own things to do. I'll work and earn money, and you'll go to school."
Lu Xiaojiu strongly objected. "I'm not going! I've never been to school before. It's a waste of money!"
There had been no proper schools on the abandoned planet where he used to live, though there had been teachers.
When he collected scrap, those little brats loved calling him an orphan and an illiterate. Furious, he paid several days' tuition and attended classes for several days.
Through personal experience, Lu Xiaojiu came to a conclusion: studying was worse than collecting scrap!
When he collected scrap, he was full of energy. But when he sat down to study, something strange happened. The moment the teacher opened his mouth and the sound entered