My name is Qing Gui. I think many students who have not graduated from elementary school do not know these two characters. Qing means qiong, the second tone, Gui, gui, and the third tone.
Qinggui, a poor ghost.
I don't know who this unfortunate name was given by someone with a serious illness, but just like this name given to someone with a serious illness, I have never touched the red-colored Grandpa Mao since I was a child, and the country's poverty alleviation policy did not help me because I have a father who loves gambling.
Maybe God thinks that I am so pitiful that I accidentally time-traveled into the body of an eldest lady. This poor eldest lady is also named Qinggui.
The poor eldest daughter's version of Qinggui was a sickly boy who had been tortured by illnesses since childhood. Before the poor version of Qinggui came through, he had already burped in an inconspicuous corner.
But what is very impressive is that the eldest lady's father and mother are still alive, and they love her sick daughter very much, and they will not treat her badly when it comes to money.
Qinggui: "Okay~"
Intention: Face everything calmly, even illness is insignificant