The park was called Lake Heart Park. This side of Lake Heart Park was the private territory of Shen Manor, while the other side was the park. Around Lake Heart Park were some of the top luxury housing developments in Qing City.
This area of Lake Heart Park was a renowned wealthy neighborhood in Qing City, famous across the country to what extent?
Even when Rong Qingqing was a homebody, she knew how outrageously expensive the property prices were here.
Due to the unique nature of this area, the park didn't have many visitors except on weekends when people brought their children to play.
At this time after dinner, only a few elderly people or nannies might take the family's children out for a stroll.
There were only a few people, sometimes none at all.
Guo Lan was talking to Shen Qiao about Shen Qiao's studies. Shen Qiao was obediently listening, though how much was actually getting through, nobody knew.
Lake Heart Park was not as lively as Rong Qingqing had imagined for a park.
Pushing Shen Jue around, she hadn't seen any candied hawthorn sellers, cotton candy vendors, or stalls selling toys kids liked.
The whole park was strikingly quiet.
Rong Qingqing couldn't help but sigh. Where was Shen Jue supposed to spend his one yuan?
Rong Qingqing's sigh reached Shen Jue's ears. He raised his eyebrows slightly but didn't turn to look at her.
He just chuckled inwardly.
She was the one who suggested going for a stroll.
Yet she was the first to sigh?
Of course, it was just Lake Heart Park, nothing special to it.
Without mind-reading skills, Rong Qingqing naturally didn't know what Shen Jue was thinking at the moment.
Rong Qingqing glanced around, and when she spotted someone in a corner, she immediately communicated with the System.
"You said Shen Jue had to spend one yuan for me, so can he spend this one yuan however he wants, right?" Rong Qingqing asked.
"Spending this one yuan shouldn't have any weird rules, correct?"
"No strange rules; the requirement is that Shen Jue himself must spend the money for you, no substitutes allowed."
"There is another important requirement: if it is more or less than one yuan, it counts as failing the task."
Rong Qingqing: "???"
Was this what you called no weird rules?
She huffed at the System and refused to continue communicating with it.
Underneath a tree ahead, a beggar was lounging, with an empty bowl before him. The beggar himself was holding a book, reading.
Rong Qingqing smiled slightly and, without a word, pushed Shen Jue eagerly in the direction of the beggar.
"Hey! Rong Qingqing!" Shen Qiao exclaimed, calling out as he grabbed his mother and caught up.
When they arrived in front of the beggar, Shen Jue focused his eyes and noticed the book in the beggar's hand was titled "Street Economy."
"Huh?" Shen Qiao laughed, "Mom, look, even beggars are so studious now!"
Shen Qiao could have stopped at the laugh, but Mrs. Shen felt a headache coming on.
"You have the nerve to laugh; even a beggar is better than you." Mrs. Shen poked Shen Qiao's head several times in anger.
The beggar, half-reclining on the ground, heard this and brushed aside his hair that blocked his view, looking at the group in front of him, giving them a cursory glance.
He had no intention of engaging and resumed reading.
Only then did Shen Jue turn to Rong Qingqing and ask, "Do you know him?"
"Why do you ask that?" Rong Qingqing looked puzzled, but this wasn't her current concern.
She moved beside Shen Jue and pointed to the beggar's empty bowl.
"I want to give him one yuan, but I don't want to be the one giving the money. You do it for me."