Chapter 6: The Wife's Problem

Looking at the dilapidated grounds before me, wouldn't it be fair to call this a junkyard?

This streamer actually claims this place is her amusement park?

May I ask where one goes to be amused?

Are we going to go pick up trash together for fun?

【It’s so ridiculous it makes me laugh! Has the streamer never seen a real amusement park?】

【Could she be trying to scam money using this broken-down park? As expected, it’s not just simple fortune-telling!】

【The price dropped to three hundred yuan a divination, are you sure she’s scamming? If you don’t want your brain, please donate it to someone who needs it!】

Song Zhizhi felt a bit embarrassed, but she didn't back down. "There is a Ferris wheel here; let me show everyone."

When the camera pointed at the Ferris wheel, an indescribable feeling seemed to pass through the lens and into the eyes of everyone watching.

For a split second just now, they seemed to see...

It must have been a trick of the light.

"There are only three divination slots today. Those who want to come, hurry up and send me a private message. The address is XXXXX."

Mockery aside, quite a few people sent private messages to Song Zhizhi, and she selected the first three.

After selecting the people, Song Zhizhi ended the stream. Before they arrived, she had to tidy up around the Ferris wheel; it couldn't really look like a junkyard.

Yang Jian was a small business owner in the construction materials trade. He had a son and a daughter and a harmonious family, but recently he noticed his wife was in low spirits. Although he had asked many times, she always said she was fine. But after so many years of marriage, how could Yang Jian not tell?

After seeing Song Zhizhi’s stream, he decided to have her take a look at his wife’s situation. As it happened, the address was near his home, so he could take his wife and kids to ride the Ferris wheel... maybe.

After being selected by Song Zhizhi, he told his wife they were taking the family of four out for some fun. It was perfect since both kids were on break.

Yang Jian arrived first. Looking at the amusement park before him, he felt that he was being quite absurd.

He turned to look at his wife. She was still quietly holding the children's hands, a faint smile on her face.

Yang Jian couldn't help it. "Honey, don't you think this amusement park is too run-down?"

His wife smiled. "As long as our family is together, we can go anywhere."

The two children were very happy, spotting the only ride in the park—the Ferris wheel—at a glance.

Letting go of their parents' hands, they ran toward the Ferris wheel.

"Hello, you two. Welcome to the Void Amusement Park. You must be Mr. Yang, right?"

"Hello, streamer—oh, no, hello, Boss!" Yang Jian smiled. "Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I want you to help me look at my wife. She hasn't been happy lately, and I want to make her happy."

His wife seemed surprised to hear Yang Jian’s words. She hadn't expected her husband to bring the family here for her sake.

But... thinking of her own condition, she felt a pang of distress, yet she couldn't let her husband and children know.

While his wife was lost in thought, Song Zhizhi had already used her Heavenly Eye to examine her, then shook her head. "Your wife is in good health, and nothing major has happened recently."

Coming back to her senses, Yang Jian’s wife heard this and looked at Song Zhizhi with some conflict, hesitating, "Miss, are you... a fortune teller?"

Song Zhizhi nodded. "Actually, I think no matter what the issue is, it’s best if you two talk it out. I can see that your marriage is very strong and your family is harmonious. Why don't you go ride the Ferris wheel first?"

Yang Jian remembered and said sheepishly, "Right, right, let's ride the Ferris wheel first. I'll transfer the money now."

As he spoke, he transferred four hundred yuan to Song Zhizhi.

"I don't charge for children," Song Zhizhi said, but Yang Jian interrupted, "We agreed in the stream that it's three hundred per divination. I'm counting both my kids as adults, so please just accept it, Boss."

Yang Jian’s wife did not object.

"Alright then. Once you come down from the Ferris wheel, I guarantee I can solve your wife's problem!"

Yang Jian took his wife's hand and walked toward the Ferris wheel. Song Zhizhi could hear his wife’s voice, "Old Yang, why did you think of finding a fortune teller? Aren't these things all fake?"

She was clearly in the terminal stages of a terminal illness, yet this young girl said she was in good health.

The family of four stood before the Ferris wheel. The door slowly opened. Song Zhizhi helped the two children fasten their seatbelts and instructed Yang Jian and his wife to do the same. Although they didn't understand why one would need seatbelts for a Ferris wheel, they complied.

"Daddy, this Ferris wheel seems different from the ones we've ridden before."

The daughter sat in the slowly rising carriage and asked her parents.

Yang Jian felt a bit awkward. The poverty here was visible to the naked eye; how could he say anything without hurting the streamer's self-esteem?

"Daddy, I think this Ferris wheel is fun."

The daughter's words made Yang Jian pause. Just as he was about to ask, his daughter looked toward a certain spot on the Ferris wheel, her eyes shining.

Song Zhizhi stood under the Ferris wheel, hands clasped together. "Respected and lovely System, please don't scare them. Those two children are only seven or eight years old; the System should have some humanity, right?"

As soon as Song Zhizhi’s murmur faded, the Ferris wheel, having reached its peak, suddenly stopped moving, and the four shadows seemed to be flung out.

【Don't worry, Host. The children have been bolstered by the safety system. They won't feel fear, only fun~ Please trust your lovely System. Every player who enters the Ferris wheel will receive an experience matched to their playstyle; it will absolutely not exceed their physical limits.】

Hearing the explanation, Song Zhizhi felt relieved.

At that moment, Yang Jian, flung into the high sky, shouted, "Don't be afraid, honey!"

In the next second, Yang Jian seemed to see his grandmother.

Having relied on his grandmother since he was small, and living on government assistance, Yang Jian had always thought that when he grew up, he would earn a lot of money to give her a good life. But on the very day Yang Jian found a job, his grandmother had a fall and passed away.

No one knew how much regret Yang Jian held in his heart—why did he have to go to university? Why didn't he start working sooner?

Back then, Yang Jian had hidden away and cried for days.

But now, the grandmother before him seemed to be the same age he remembered from his childhood. She held a meat bun in her hand. "Come and eat a meat bun, my little Jianjian."

His grandmother’s voice rang in his ears. Yang Jian walked over, took the bun from her hand, and broke it in half. "Let's eat together, Grandma."

The grandmother and grandson sat under the big locust tree at the edge of the village, eating the meat buns they could usually only afford on holidays.

"Grandma, when I grow up, I'll definitely give you a good life! I'll earn lots of money, buy you new clothes, and we'll eat meat every day."

His grandmother was very happy, patting Yang Jian’s head. "Our Jianjian is so smart; you'll definitely earn big money in the future. Grandma will wait for you."

"Grandma, you must wait for me. You can't leave me." For some reason, Yang Jian said this to his grandmother, who was not yet sixty. She was surprised for a moment. "Don't worry, Grandma won't leave you. Grandma is still waiting to enjoy the good life."

That day, his grandmother accompanied Yang Jian to catch fish in the creek behind the village, watching him dig for bird eggs and pick up small stones.

The sky slowly turned dark. Yang Jian held his grandmother’s hand tightly. "Grandma, let's go home and eat fish!"

Unexpectedly, his grandmother didn't take him home.

Should I organize an event? What kind of event should it be?

(End of chapter)