Man, I Pick up Rags to Feed You!

Depositing[He thought I was settling scores, I thought he loved me. ] Wen Qingling is a dodder, a well-known trash collector who loves to pick up rags, is cute, sweet-tongued and loves to coax people. There is only one principle: don't talk about feelings, only talk about rewards. After all... It's better to rely on people than to fish for it. After fishing for you, you can fish for yours. Brothers, sisters and brothers, don't be impatient, everyone has a share. It's better to pick it up than to fish it out. As long as he touches it, it belongs to him. He determined that one day he would "make money" out of the Immortal Sect by picking up rags. Until, he picked up a "rag" in the back mountain with all its muscles and bones broken, and even its face was ruined. His eyes suddenly lit up: The best heavenly silk! The vines wrapped around the man's waist before him, and pulled him into his arms. The abacus rang repeatedly: "Senior brother, if you leave, how about me as the heir to the inheritance?" Jingwu Mian: ... Junior brother, maybe I can still be saved? The former eldest brother of the sect has good qualifications and strong abilities. Once he fell against the wall, everyone reviled him again. Wen Qingling said: Everyone here is a "foolish person" who just thinks the wind is coming. They are rubbish! Later, the wind changed and the sect welcomed a new "elder brother" who was rich and wealthy. Wen Qingling changed his words on the spot and smiled sweetly and sincerely: Former senior brother? A man with a human face and an animal heart is worthless! However, who can tell him why the current senior brother = the predecessor = the "rags" he picked up? Destiny's throat was grabbed: Junior brother, what you just said, say it again? Wen Qingling: ... Help, I treat you as a meal ticket, but you treat me as your wife? He is settling scores, not talking about love. But the vines were out of control, secretly wrapped around the senior brother's waist, tightened, and the situation was reversed. With a serious look on his face, Wen Qingli pressed down on the vines and bargained: Senior brother, let me... Can I be on top? [Siwu Mian's perspective] Ji Wu Mian, the former high-ranking senior brother of the sect "White Moonlight". Once he was falsely accused, his cultivation was completely lost and his appearance was completely ruined, so he could only hide behind his junior brother. He waited for his junior brother to find out about those "things" and treat him with disgust, fear, or cheap sympathy like others. But I saw Wen Qingling humming a song every day, carrying a lot of natural and earthly treasures from others home, and muttering: "Senior brother, don't be afraid. Although you are less qualified than me, your emotional intelligence is not as high as mine, you are not as good-looking as me, and you have an unpleasant temperament..." "But everyone else and I are all pretending, but I am real with you." Ji Wu Mian: ..... Haha. At first, Jiwu Mian only thought that Wen Qinglingkong had a cute face and was a profit-seeking, hypocritical and stupid guy. But when the injury was severe and unbearable, it was Wen Qingli who stayed up all night and dug out the rags he had saved to spend money on his injuries. When he was abandoned and forgotten, it was Wen Qingling who came over excitedly every day to share what treasures he had "caught". Jingwu Mian realized: Junior brother must have a deep love for him! One day, he rode on the wind and killed all the bad people. "Senior brother." The young man's eyes were bright and he handed him half of the spiritual fruit he had picked up, and he adjusted his abacus: "I have calculated that the person who raised you lost thirty yuan of high-quality spiritual stones compared to the clothes and jade pendants you paid for." Ji Wu Mian chuckled with unknown meaning: "So?" "So, you have to live longer and wait for me to get my money back." Jingwu Mian swept across the vines that were wrapped around his limbs, his eyes turned red, and he gasped for breath: "I haven't..." Before he finished speaking, the vines closed in and he was dragged closer. Small Theater Wen Qingling (keeping accounts carefully): Treatment fees, spiritual herb fees, mental damage fees... Tsk, I lost thirty spiritual stones. Ji Wu Mian (inner heart): He spent all his money on me, it must be a deep-rooted love. Wen Qingling (smiling at the young senior sister): Senior sister, I like you very much. Ji Wumian (crush the tree trunk): He deliberately made me angry just to get my attention. Wen Qingling (picking up the small bag): I want to be the king of the junkyard! Jingwu Mian (grabbing his collar): If you want to be a king, take care of my little treasury first. Small Theater 2 In the middle of the night, Junior Brother Wen squatted secretly in the corner, holding a vine in his hand and teaching him: Do you understand that you are not allowed to touch Senior Brother's waist? Even if you want to steal, steal your senior brother's storage bag. When I was sleeping in a sleepless night, I deliberately stuffed the storage bag into my arms and pressed it underneath. Thin vines snaked their way into his clothes and wrapped around his waist... Reading guide: 1. Extreme control, don't enter, he, sweet articles, comedy, double cleanliness, post-production group portraits, anti-system, focusing on perspective, the plot focuses on dual perspectives and group portraits; 2. A self-guide to the script of the famous Sea King Laozi in the rag fishing system x holding the Iceberg Dragon Aotian in hand 3. Atypical weak, strong core, independent personality, Wen picks up rags + fishes for children line, Silent Dragon Aotian revenge line 4. If you attack the beauty and feel the beauty, your appearance will be restored. 5. Do not enter under extreme control The copy was screenshotted on January 13, 2025 Purpose: Ordinary people who pick up rags also have big dreams of making money from the Immortal Sect!