The two of them ran all the way and came to the garbage dump behind.
"Let's do it here." Ji Chengxuan wiped the sweat off his forehead and pointed to the ground in front of him. "I know what you want. It's just a cart. You draw the lottery here. I'll keep watch for you. After you draw it, I'll help you push it back with you and say we picked it up."
So that's what Ji Chengxuan meant. Yun Que'er had misunderstood him.
Yun Que'er gave Ji Chengxuan an apologetic look. "I'm sorry..."
Ji Chengxuan waved his hand. "What time is it and you're still saying this? Hurry up!"
Yun Que'er quickly opened the lottery system. Fortunately, Yun Que'er had the foresight to know how convenient it was for her to accumulate favorability, so now she could draw the lottery at will.
But what she drew was beyond Yun Que'er's control.
The first - and second - level rewards were randomly distributed some living supplies and couldn't be according to Yun Que'er's wishes. So she had to get a third - level reward.
But no matter how hard Yun Que'er tried, she couldn't draw what she wanted.
Sweat covered her forehead. From time to time, she turned her head to look in the direction of the clinic to see if Yun Motan had been sent out.
But the clinic was still quiet. No one came out for a long time. Yun Que'er was so angry that she wanted to curse.
Yun Que'er thought her family had done enough. When they were poor, they didn't cause trouble to others. After their conditions improved, they would also help others from time to time.
But the saying "When drinking water, remember the well - digger" was nice to say, but it was not always easy to do in practice. There were even fewer people who could help in critical moments.
But Yun Que'er really didn't understand. If her family hadn't done enough, it was acceptable that they didn't help. But Yun Motan was a rare good person!
She heard from Father Yun that many years ago, there was a famine in the village. The Yun family was also exploited and couldn't get enough food. They had to dig tree roots and wild vegetables. It was even worse than in the war years.
At that time, Yun Yi was just a baby in swaddling clothes. Since her mother died right after giving birth to her, Yun Yi, who couldn't get breast milk, could only survive on the sorghum flour paste that Yun Motan borrowed from others.
Even so, when Yun Motan heard that other children couldn't get milk either, he would share some of the hard - earned sorghum flour with them.
Even for the beggars passing by the door, seeing them so hungry that their chests were sticking to their backs, Yun Motan would also share some of the hard - to - get food with them.
When other families needed to build houses, Yun Motan would go to help. For any full - moon banquet, wedding, or funeral, Yun Motan was always the first to arrive.
He helped people busily before and after, but he would turn around and go home without even eating a meal or taking a cigarette.
In his words, they were all villagers. Why should he ask for benefits from others? He didn't help for those things.
But would all the good things he had done really be like fleeting clouds, and no one would remember them after they were gone?
The more Yun Que'er thought about it, the more sad she felt. Coupled with the fact that she couldn't draw what she wanted at all, her emotions were about to collapse.
Seeing Yun Que'er's eyes turn red, Ji Chengxuan quickly persuaded her.
"Otherwise, you can take a break first. You know this lottery mechanism also depends on luck. If you can't draw good things now, even if you keep drawing, you may not be able to draw them. It's better to wait for a while."
"But I can't wait." Yun Que'er's voice became choked. "Although it was the original owner who was picked up by my father, if he hadn't helped at that time, I wouldn't have been able to time - travel here, and I wouldn't have the current life. How can I ignore him?"
Ji Chengxuan understood all that Yun Que'er said.
He considered himself an egoist, only focusing on the most core interests. But after all, people were made of flesh.
Who could be without feelings?
When people got along with each other, even the most rational people would eventually be touched.
For example, Ji Chengxuan saw all the goodness of Old Doctor Ji. Even though he really couldn't regard Old Doctor Ji as his own biological father in his heart, he could feel Old Doctor Ji's kindness from the bottom of his heart, and naturally he would also develop a sense of dependence on him.
Now seeing Yun Que'er like this, Ji Chengxuan's heart also trembled.
"I'll help you." Ji Chengxuan said. "My system has been further developed recently. I can share some of my luck value with you. Maybe with my help, you can draw what you want."
Yun Que'er had long known that Ji Chengxuan's system was more intelligent than hers and upgraded faster, but she didn't expect it to have this function.
Hearing what Ji Chengxuan said, Yun Que'er quickly wanted to nod and agree.
But then she thought it was not good. "Those accumulated luck values will be used for an early return later. If you give them to me now, what will you do when you want to go back?"
Ji Chengxuan shrugged indifferently. "Our systems are already bound together. This shows that our fates are the same. By that time, if you can go back, why can't I? And if I can't go back, maybe you can't either. Since I've helped you this time, then stay with me."
Yun Que'er knew that Ji Chengxuan was just joking to make her happy, but she was still very touched.
She didn't expect that Ji Chengxuan, who once seemed so irresponsible and whom she had deeply loathed, would be the only one who helped her a great deal at the critical moment.
Time was of the essence. Yun Motan's injury couldn't be delayed any longer. Yun Que'er nodded vigorously.
"Okay, you've helped me a great deal today. I'll definitely compensate you later."
Ji Chengxuan smiled. "Stretch out your hand."
He asked Yun Que'er to put her hand on his palm. The two of them closed their eyes and adjusted their breaths, entering a state of meditation.
A warm current flowed through the skin where they touched. Yun Que'er could clearly feel that the warmth was slowly flowing into her body along her fingertips.
When she opened her eyes again, the progress bar representing the luck value had actually accumulated one - third.
"There's so much. How many good deeds have you done? I haven't seen you help anyone usually." Yun Que'er asked in surprise.
"Some good deeds don't have to be done personally. Indirect help also counts." Ji Chengxuan explained. "Don't talk to me about this now. Hurry up and do what you want to do."
With the luck boost from Ji Chengxuan, the things Yun Que'er drew were much better.
Although they were still useless waste for Yun Que'er at present, soon, Yun Que'er really got a third - level reward.
Yun Que'er closed her eyes tightly, sincerely folded her hands together, and for the first time, she prayed from the bottom of her heart.
"I want a rickshaw..."
Ji Chengxuan looked at Yun Que'er's serious look and couldn't help closing his eyes with her.
After a long time, Yun Que'er carefully opened her eyes a little.
A somewhat damaged rickshaw was clearly placed in front of the two of them.