Chapter 34: The Person in Jing Circle’s Master Lu’s Arms Has Crashed (7)

Chapter 34: The Person in Jing Circle's Master Lu's Arms Has Crashed (7)

Lu Wuqing didn’t move; his expression could even be described as cold.

Seeing that he wouldn't eat, Song Chuyi took a bite himself.

The taste was indeed good—the dough was perfectly risen, with no hint of sourness, and the meat juice had imbued it with a savory aroma.

He finished half of it in just two or three bites. "Really not eating? It’s really delicious."

Lu Wuqing pinched the bridge of his nose. "Is the show you talked about watching Lu Wu, the gambler, make buns?"

"Have you ever seen him make buns?" Song Chuyi countered.

This question truly stumped Lu Wuqing.

After a long pause, he finally uttered two words.

"No."

"So why can't this be considered a good show?" Song Chuyi asked with a smile. "Really not eating?"

Lu Wuqing sneered. "No need."

Seeing Lu Wuqing so insistent, Song Chuyi finished the remaining half of the bun himself.

"Master Lu, you've been following me all day. Is there something you want to say?"

Lu Wuqing: ...

"No." He coldly spat out these two words and turned to go downstairs.

Song Chuyi watched his back and chuckled softly.

"Mouth says no, heart says yes."

He didn’t lower his voice; the words were loud enough for Lu Wuqing to hear.

Lu Wuqing paused but didn’t turn around. Then he quickened his pace, disappearing around the corner of the stairs.

Song Chuyi clapped his hands and turned to return to the Lu residence.

At the dining table, Lu Wu held a steaming hot bun in his hand. Hearing the sound, he quickly looked up at Song Chuyi.

"Xiao Chu, you’re back. Your mom... she..." is crazy.

Before he could finish, he saw the chair leg wobble.

Lu Wu felt a sharp pain in his buttocks and immediately lowered his head, saying nothing.

Qi Fang sat quietly eating her bun, saying nothing. The chair leg that had been beside the sofa was now placed next to her.

Song Chuyi glanced at it once before looking away.

"Dad, from now on, you’ll be cooking the meals at home."

"Why should I?" Lu Wu asked reflexively.

"Because you cook well." Song Chuyi replied straightforwardly, "Since you cook well, you should do more of it."

Lu Wu smacked his lips. Was this a compliment?

Accepting the compliment, he said, "Alright."

But after agreeing, he felt something was off.

Was he now responsible for cooking at home?

Lu Wu was very unhappy and shouted, "Then what does your mom do?"

"Mom has to go to work!" Song Chuyi looked at him strangely. "Isn’t Mom going to sweep the streets?"

"Isn’t our family relying on Mom’s three-thousand salary?"

"Oh, right, forgot to tell you, I don’t have a job either."

Song Chuyi grinned at Lu Wu. "I’m not very capable, so I plan to live off you guys. You’d better take care of me."

Lu Wu: ...

"Damn it!" He cursed under his breath, "Are you here to collect debts?"

"How could I have a son like you? Get lost! Go now!"

Lu Wu felt that everything happening today was too surreal. He used to enjoy eating, drinking, and gambling, but how did things change so drastically in just one day?

He even suspected that time had been artificially accelerated!

Get rid of him! He must get rid of Song Chuyi!

After shouting for a while, Lu Wu noticed that Song Chuyi hadn’t responded and felt pleased.

It seemed that this cheap son had been scared by him!

He burst into laughter, but the next moment, he heard his usually silent wife speak.

"Xiao Chu won’t leave."

Lu Wu’s laughter abruptly stopped, and he looked at Qi Fang in disbelief.

Qi Fang had already finished her breakfast, and the bowl in front of her was very clean.

"Xiao Chu is our biological son. We finally managed to bring him back; he can't leave."

"We should raise him."

Qi Fang stood up, holding the half-broken chair leg in her hand. "I still have to sweep the streets. I'll be off now."

Qi Fang quickly left for work, leaving only Lu Wu and Song Chuyi at home.

It took Lu Wu a while to find his voice again. He looked at Song Chuyi and asked, "What did your mom mean?"

Song Chuyi shrugged. "I don't know, maybe she means she'll raise me."

This biological mother of his is somewhat interesting.

With this thought, Song Chuyi got up and stretched.

"Remember to cook lunch. I'll be back to eat."

After saying that, Song Chuyi also left.

Lu Wu looked at the empty room, feeling dizzy.

"It must be because I haven't woken up yet."

He mumbled, finished eating the baozi in a few bites, and then went back to bed to sleep.

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Song Chuyi left the Lu family's house and went to the street where Qi Fang worked.

There were already many people on the street. Fortunately, it was summer, so there weren't many fallen leaves, just some small bits of trash to sweep.

This area was a commercial street where vehicles couldn't enter, making it less dangerous and suitable for Qi Fang.

Qi Fang swept silently, barely noticeable among the crowd.

Song Chuyi watched for a while before leaving. While completing the task was important, there was something more urgent at hand.

Making money!

The original body was uneducated and unskilled. Although Song Chuyi's parents were generous with him, even without a job, he received a monthly allowance of 50,000 yuan.

But the original body spent money like water and particularly enjoyed tipping streamers, leaving him with no savings and only 100 yuan in his pocket.

He needed to find a way to make some money.

Song Chuyi entered a nearby internet cafe, chose a window seat, and started creating a simple game on the computer.

In this world, mobile games were highly developed, but most were competitive games similar to Honor of Kings. Single-player games were not as popular.

Of course, it could also be that there weren't many interesting single-player games.

With limited funds, he designed a simple single-player mini-game called "Jump Jump."

Players control a small character to jump between squares, a seemingly boring but addictive single-player game.

Due to limited resources, he simplified many complex designs, including using the simplest wooden figure for the character.

After designing the game, he uploaded the data and applied for release.

The approval was quick, and the official required him to set a price.

Notably, this world operated on a paid model, with prices set by individual game developers.

Large competitive games cost 99 yuan per download, while single-player games ranged from 10 to 300 yuan.

Song Chuyi thought about it and set the price at one yuan.

One yuan won't buy you a loss or a scam, but it will get you an incredibly fun little game!

After setting the price, the game "Jump Jump" was officially released.

Song Chuyi found his game among the newly released games, bought it for one yuan, played it briefly, and quickly failed. Then he shared the failure link with Lu Wuqing.