Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The clock in the living room pointed to twelve, and Feng Qingyi knocked on Feng Qingci's room door.

"Feng Qingci, come out and cook!"

"Go eat out yourself, don't disturb me while I'm gaming!"

It seemed she couldn't count on him, so she decided to fend for herself.

Taking her phone and keys, Feng Qingyi went out the door.

Feng Qingyi lived in an upscale neighborhood, with a small food street outside the community offering all kinds of food.

Feng Qingyi went to a rice noodle shop she often visited, ordered, and then sat inside.

It was mealtime, so the shop was a bit crowded. Feng Qingyi casually took out her phone and looked at it.

"Mom, why is that pretty sister using such a broken phone? Won't it cut her hand?"

"That sister must be quite frugal."

"I just saw a phone repair shop on the side of the road. I'll go and tell that pretty sister."

Feng Qingyi looked at the little boy in front of her with some surprise. "Little friend, do you need something from me?"

"Pretty sister, I just saw a phone repair shop on the side of the road. If you turn left up ahead, you'll get there. You should get your phone fixed, or else it might cut your hand and make you bleed," the little boy said in a childish voice.

Feng Qingyi looked at the phone in her hand. It looked brand new, how could it possibly cut her hand?

"Is my phone that broken?"

The little boy nodded. "Your phone screen is all shattered. Can you even see the text? If you don't have money, I can borrow some from my mom to help you repair it."

"Thank you! But sister has money, I'll go and fix it later."

Could it be that this phone only appeared intact to her, while others saw it as completely shattered from the start?

The little boy smiled: "You're welcome!"

After the little boy returned to his seat, Feng Qingyi stared at her phone for a long time.

She suddenly remembered that earlier when Feng Qingci threw the phone to her, the screen was indeed completely shattered.

Could this be the legendary recognizing its master?

"Qingyi! Why are you spacing out staring at your broken phone? Your rice noodles are here, eat slowly." The boss brought the rice noodles to Feng Qingyi.

"I'm just on summer vacation with nothing to do, so I came out to exercise and create a civilized city."

"As a Chinese teacher, how can you look down on garbage collectors? That's an honest profession too!"

Feng Qingyi looked at Teacher Wang, who was dressed in a bright green dress and well-groomed.

Teacher Wang smiled: "I'm not looking down on garbage collectors. It's just been so long since we last saw each other. I was trying to greet you, but you were going to pretend you didn't see me, weren't you?"

"..." Was that how people usually greet each other?

"Alright, you're still the same as before. Go ahead and pick up garbage. It's not something shameful. Why are you covering yourself so thoroughly? Are you afraid someone will take your picture?"

"..." Don't joke like that.

Teacher Wang held her daughter's hand. "Okay, take your time picking up trash. Come visit the school sometime. Even though you're in university now, you still need to study hard and not get distracted all the time."

"Yeah, goodbye!" Finally she left. Feng Qingyi couldn't believe how unfortunate she was to run into her high school homeroom teacher on the first day of picking up trash.

It probably wouldn't be long before news of her picking up trash spread through the whole school. It was a good thing she had already graduated. Otherwise, she really wouldn't want to show her face.

Although it wasn't really something shameful, if Teacher Wang exaggerated and broadcasted it widely, it would still be quite embarrassing.

To earn those 10 points, she really had to suffer!

After a hard afternoon's work of picking up trash along the entire street, Feng Qingyi finally succeeded in earning 10 points.

When she returned home, she immediately collapsed onto the sofa.

"What were you doing? You look half-dead," Feng Qingci said as he came out of his room and saw her lying on the sofa.

Feng Qingyi was too tired to respond to him.

Feng Qingci looked at the battered phone in Feng Qingyi's hand and felt a little regretful.

"Use this phone for now. I took your phone to get it repaired, it should be fixed soon."

"Where did you buy this phone?" Feng Qingyi asked casually.

Feng Qingci said, "It was from that shop that repairs phones. They had many broken phones there, and this was the best one available. It cost me twenty dollars!"

"This phone's screen is utterly shattered. Is it really worth twenty dollars?" Feng Qingyi asked tentatively.

Feng Qingci replied, "Initially, I didn't think it was worth twenty dollars either. But the owner said that if I bought this phone, the repair cost for your phone would be halved. I thought that was a pretty good deal when I heard that."

Isn't that just bizarre?

"Give me the address of that phone repair shop. I'll go pick up my phone myself later on."