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"Your mind is not at peace; you are too focused on personal gain."

"What you're pursuing isn't value itself, but the fame and fortune that value brings."

"So, it's not worth it for you personally."

Wu You's words were like three sharp scalpels, precisely, calmly, and mercilessly dissecting the deepest disguise in Su Qinghuan's heart.

Su Qinghuan froze completely.

She felt as if she had been stripped naked and exposed to millions of people, all her ambitions, anxieties, and resentments revealed by this eight-year-old child.

Yes, she really works hard and it's been very tough for her.

To become the top female host at the TV station and to gain a foothold in the expensive city, she worked desperately and dared not slack off in the slightest.

Her initial intention in creating the program "The Flavor of the New Year on the Road" was indeed to record some authentic things, but as the program became popular, her mindset gradually changed.

She began to focus more on ratings, popularity, and how to create bigger buzz to solidify her position.

Just like today, she barged into the VIP carriage, not so much to explore the festive atmosphere of the wealthy, but to create a conflict between "ordinary people and high society".

Behind every action of hers lies a scale called "utilitarianism" weighing her actions.

She hid these things very well; even her closest colleagues and friends might not be able to tell.

But now, it's all clearly and plainly seen by an eight-year-old child whom I just met.

The truth was like a sharp knife, like being stabbed by a final whisper, leaving her somewhat vulnerable.

Su Qinghuan's lips trembled slightly, and she couldn't utter a single word.

She felt her face turn pale and then red, a mixture of shame, shock, embarrassment... making her wish she could disappear into the ground.

There seemed to be mist rising in those beautiful eyes.

After a brief silence, the chat exploded with comments at an unprecedented speed in the live stream.

"Holy shit... Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!"

"This...this is something an eight-year-old child would say?!"

"I'm dumbfounded! How does he know everything?! Can he read minds?"

"‘You record all living beings, yet you don't understand them’... That's a really harsh statement! It completely exposes the streamer's true colors!"

"This isn't just guidance, this is a tribulation! The streamer has encountered a god!"

"I take back what I said about him being a domineering CEO; he's clearly a reclusive master! A highly accomplished monk!"

"My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the live stream..."

"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have thought of using a large cart to pull a small horse, I'm so sorry, sob sob!"

If before, the audience was only curious and shocked about Wu You, now their emotions have completely transformed into awe and worship.

This kid is amazing!

Every word he uttered was far beyond his age, and even beyond the cognitive scope of most adults.

Su Qinghuan looked at the comments on the screen, feeling a bitter taste in her mouth.

She knew that she had not only kicked a hornet's nest today, but had also run into a sacred mountain.

She remained silent for a long time before finally finding her voice, which was tinged with difficulty but also with sincerity: "I... I've learned something."

These are three words from the bottom of her heart.

Wu You nodded, seemingly satisfied with her attitude.

He picked up his teacup again, as if his shocking remarks were just a casual remark.

The atmosphere in the carriage became even more subtle.

Su Qinghuan dared not ask any more questions.

She was afraid that asking just any question would expose her shallowness.

But the live stream was still going on, with over ten million people waiting online; they couldn't just sit there doing nothing.

In a moment of inspiration, she came up with the safest topic that also best suited the festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

"By the way, Wu You," she asked cautiously, "the New Year is almost here, do you... have any New Year's wishes?"

Asking a child about their New Year's wish is a safe bet, isn't it?

This question is full of childlike innocence and beautiful expectations. No matter what he answers, even if it's "I want an Ultraman," it can ease the current overly serious and profound atmosphere.

The viewers in the live stream also thought it was a good question.

"Yes, yes, ask about their wishes! I want to know what the big shot's wish is?"

"I guess they hope for world peace, hahaha!"

"I guess his wish is that the villagers will pay more rent this year."

"Are you the devil, upstairs? But... that makes some sense!"

Upon hearing this question, Wu You finally put down the teacup he had been holding.

He raised his head, and his deep eyes looked at Su Qinghuan again. This time, his gaze lacked the previous scrutiny and sharpness, and instead held a hint of... etherealness.

He seemed to see something much more distant through Su Qinghuan.

"My wish?" he repeated softly, as if asking Su Qinghuan, or perhaps asking himself.

The carriage was quiet; everyone was listening intently.

After several seconds, Wu You slowly spoke, his voice as soft as a breeze.

"I hope that the incense in Wujia Village will never be extinguished and that the tradition will continue."

"I hope that every name on the family genealogy can return to their hometown and be buried in their roots."

"I hope that this land that nurtured the ancestors of the Wu family will enjoy favorable weather and abundant harvests."

His voice was soft and slow, each word carrying an ancient, solemn, and weighty weight.

When Su Qinghuan asked the question about "New Year's wishes," Wu You's heart was actually somewhat stirred.

desire?

How long has it been since he last thought of that word?

As the "ancestor" of the Wu family, his existence was meant to carry the wishes of the entire family.

He is not an independent individual named "Wu You"; he is the symbol and guardian of the Wu clan.

He was born via rebirth.

He was born into this world with the complete memories of a financial genius from his previous life.

Shortly after his birth, his parents both died in an accident.

He was taken back to the ancestral hall by the village elders according to the rules passed down from their ancestors, and his status as "ancestor" was officially established.

Their ancestors had done them a great favor, which is why Wu You's status was already very high.

Moreover, according to the thick genealogy of Wujia Village, his generation is the highest in the entire village.

How high is it?

The oldest man in the village, over ninety years old, would respectfully address him as "Little Uncle."

Everyone else respectfully calls him "Ancestor".

At first, Wu You also found it difficult to adapt.

The feeling of a modern soul being forced to kneel and kowtow three times by a group of white-haired old people is both absurd and comical.

But eight years have passed, and he has long since gotten used to it all.

He was used to sitting at the top of the ancestral hall, listening to the elders report on various village affairs.

I've gotten used to reciting those ancient and difficult prayers during the annual ancestral worship ceremony.

They also became accustomed to using their advanced knowledge to quietly plan the future development of this ancient village.

He introduced new crop varieties to the village, which increased the villagers' harvest several times over.

He guided the young people in the village to venture out and explore, telling them which industries had prospects, and helping them make a fortune outside.

He even used a few sketches he drew himself to help the village-run factory overcome several technical difficulties and secure orders worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

Today, Wujia Village is no longer an impoverished mountain village, but a well-known wealthy village.

The villagers' initial reverence for their "eight-year-old ancestor" transformed into heartfelt and fervent worship and faith in him, who was considered an "eight-year-old ancestor."

The words of our ancestors are like imperial edicts.

The direction our ancestors pointed out is the broad road to prosperity.

This is his life now.

Therefore, when Su Qinghuan asked him about his New Year's wishes, the first things that came to his mind were naturally not toys and candy.

Rather, it is the rise and fall of the family and the abundance of the land.

That was the responsibility etched into his identity.

Wu You also had some ideas about letting Su Qinghuan get in touch with him; it seemed that Wu Family Village should also step into a wider world.

Wu You's answer caused an uproar among Su Qinghuan and the viewers in the live stream!

This is hardly a child's New Year's wish.

This is clearly the deepest prayer and blessing from the head of a clan and the lord of a land to the entire family and the land!

Su Qinghuan was completely stunned.

Her mouth was agape, her mind blank, completely unable to comprehend what she had just heard.

Incense?

inherited?

Genealogy?

The soul returns to its homeland?

These words, spoken by an eight-year-old child, are so absurd, and so... shocking!

After a ten-second period of complete silence, the live stream chat exploded with a burst of comments.

"?????????"

"What did I hear? Incense burning endlessly? The soul returning to its homeland?"

"This...this is a New Year's wish? Are you sure this isn't the prayer the clan elder recited when offering incense at the ancestral hall?"

"My skull is about to be blown off! This child... what is he carrying on his shoulders?!"

"I cried, I don't know why. Listening to him say these things, even I, an outsider, felt like crying. It was too heavy."

"He's only eight years old! While other children wish for toys and new clothes, his wish is for the rise and fall of his entire family!"

"Stop guessing who he is, I'll just lay it all out: he's the living ancestor of Wu Family Village!"

The phrase "living ancestor" struck everyone's mind like a thunderbolt.

Yes, what other explanation could explain all this incredible stuff?

An eight-year-old child, protected at the risk of his life by burly bodyguards, speaks and acts with an unbelievable maturity. A single sentence from him can deter the entire village from accepting his New Year's money. His New Year's wish is for the continuation of his entire family's legacy...

As these fragments were pieced together, a blurry yet incredibly terrifying outline gradually emerged in everyone's minds.

Looking at Wu You's youthful face, Su Qinghuan felt a chill rise from the bottom of her heart, making her feel icy cold all over.

After saying those words, Wu You turned his gaze back to the window, his expression showing a hint of loneliness and weariness that was beyond his years.

He seemed to sense Su Qinghuan's distraught state and said softly:

"You cannot understand my wish."

"Just like them, they can't understand your utilitarianism."

"All beings suffer, each with their own unique kind of suffering."

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