I'll Pick Up Trash to Raise You!

When her identity as a fake heiress was exposed, Wen Shuyu was thrown out of the Wen family home. In her previous life, after returning to H City, her biological parents had traded her for a bride price of 300,000 yuan. This time, Wen Shuyu chose to live on the streets and fend for herself. Well... As a child laborer not yet sixteen, she was mercilessly turned away by law-abiding little shops. How was she supposed to support herself with no money at all? The sight of an old woman collecting plastic water bottles in the park caught Wen Shuyu's eye. Picking up trash! She could do that too! One sack of plastic water bottles earned her enough for three days' worth of steamed buns. A huge stack of used cardboard boxes got her a hundred-yuan bill and a set of repair tools. She collected discarded broken appliances here and there, fixed them one by one, and traded them for free lodging and a month's living expenses. Wen Shuyu got hooked on picking up trash. Happily rummaging through the neighborhood dumpsters, she was unfortunately caught by her homeroom teacher out for a walk! The teacher was heartbroken, and dragged the truant girl, who was having the time of her life, back to school and forced her to reenroll. Overnight, she had gone from phoenix to chicken. A classmate she'd once fallen out with deliberately mocked her. "Wen, I hear you've been picking up trash behind our backs? We've got tons of plastic bottles over at the basketball club." Wen Shuyu blinked. What a wonderful opportunity! She rushed over, took his hand with deep emotion, and said, "You're such a great guy! It's a shame I don't have time to date because I have trash to collect." Classmate: ??? He was clearly mocking her. Why did he just get the nice-guy treatment? Wait, she'd rather pick up trash than date him? Was that an insult, saying he was worth less than garbage? The Chinese teacher assigned an essay titled "I Have a Dream." Wen Shuyu carefully wrote, "My dream is to pick up trash." The whole class burst out laughing. How could anyone dream of picking up trash? Her unconventional essay spread throughout the school, and from then on Wen Shuyu was nicknamed the "Trash Queen." Later, Wen Shuyu's trash-collecting business grew bigger and stronger. She went from getting around on foot to an old three-wheeled cargo bike, then a secondhand mini truck, and then founding a little junk company. At last, her little junk company expanded and upgraded step by step, went public, reached a market value of tens of billions, and carried her to the pinnacle of life. Her former classmates were stunned and sent their congratulations, along with eager requests. Cute Wen, Classmate Wen, Big Boss Wen, is your publicly listed garbage-recycling company hiring? * (Extra scene) Wen Shuyu kept picking things up, and one day she found a grimy young man in a garbage heap. As if she'd found some rare treasure, Wen Shuyu's eyes sparkled. "How about I take care of you?" It took the exhausted young man several days to realize what she meant: I'll feed you steamed buns, and you'll work for me for free. Wen Shuyu rode her old three-wheeled cargo bike, carrying the young man and the recyclables, happily collecting discarded appliances all over town. Before, there had been plenty of things she couldn't carry on her own. Now she had a free laborer to help, and all she had to do was provide three meals a day. Heh, what a bargain. Ten years later, when a gossip reporter asked the young man what the most unforgettable sweet nothing he'd ever heard was, the handsome, outstanding man smiled and gave his answer. It was, of course, the words: "I'll pick up trash to support you!" [Healing, warm, satisfying read] The real and fake heiresses are both good people. They don't fight. Theme: Making a living through one's own efforts