Back in time, when Mantou was a child, she was holding a shabby rice bowl in her hand, and there were many children like her around her, all of whom were ragged and unkempt.

"Bang bang—"

The sound of metal colliding made the children who were still noisy instantly quiet, and they stood obediently to the side, looking curiously at the oncoming adults.

"Okay, okay, don't make any trouble." The woman at the head looked a little fat, and her chubby body twisted and twisted: "There are big people coming tomorrow, if you want to leave here, give me a good performance, otherwise don't want to leave, you know?!" ”

"Got it—"

The children's voices flowed out with panic and timidity, but Mantou stood alone, like a little doll.

Her face was covered in dust, and there was only one dirty biscuit in the bowl, which she didn't mind, grabbing it with her bare hands and stuffing it into her mouth.

The environment here is very bad, several children huddle together to warm each other, and it is the fat woman in front of them who gives them a place.

But she is not a philanthropist, and it is impossible to guarantee that these children will live like ordinary people, and all they can give is a meal and a few torn clothes.

In order to prevent a few children from being bullied by ruffians, they have to exercise their bodies every day, and there will be some charity schools that are willing to take them in.

"Na, steamed buns." Next to the steamed bun was a small girl, much shorter than her, and she looked very cute: "Which school are you going to?" Will you go with you?"

Ling Ling's voice was cowardly and flattering, but more joyful.

She likes steamed bread very much, and she is also one of the few good friends of steamed bread at that time, she often comes to the side of steamed bread, rubbing around, hoping that even if they work separately in the future, they can be together forever.

"I'm going to the martial arts school." Mantou said frankly: "Only capable people will not be bullied." ”

She put down the bowl in her hand, looked at the sad Lingling, and touched her head: "Don't be sad, I know you don't like to learn to fight, and when I have the ability, I will protect you." ”

"Really?" Ling Ling pursed her lips and looked at her pitifully: "You can't lie, Aunt Chen said, children who lie will not grow taller!" ”

"Of course I don't lie to you." Mantou looked at her playful appearance, and there was no cruel word.

In fact, she deceived Ling Ling this time, the only time.

The location of the martial arts school is far from here, and it is the only school that is willing to accept girls, and there will be a very strict learning system, and you can enter the best martial arts school in the country.

Mantou has been looking forward to it, as long as he enters there, it will be a new beginning.

But she doesn't have a hukou and needs a family, so when she comes to find her child's parents tomorrow, she has to win over her parents and the person who loves her no matter what.

For that day, the steamed bun showed herself desperately, but until the arrival of the morning, she forgot all the words she prepared last night.

It seems that he is still not suitable for such a scene.

Watching several children being taken away one by one, Mantou's eyes gradually became lonely.

But in the end, it was a rich family who took away the steamed buns, they had excellent personalities, and they spoiled the steamed buns as their own daughters.

If it weren't for their arrival, he might still be an inconspicuous child in a corner.

"Sister, you look sad." The little girl looked at the lost appearance of the steamed bun, and couldn't help but reach out and wipe the tears from her face: "Don't be too sad, don't you think of something unhappy?" Don't think about it anymore. ”

"Mommy told me that if you don't think about unhappy things, you won't be unhappy." She was smiling, obviously her eyes were red from crying just now, and now she was funny to wipe away her tears.

Mantou looked at the little girl in front of him, and inexplicably saw the shadow of the former Lingling.

I don't know, how Ling Ling is doing now.

A breeze blew, and the girl shivered from the cold, and she hugged the doll in her arms tightly, stealing the remaining heat from it.

"Sister, you saved my life." Her smooth little feet were frozen red, and she kept rubbing them together: "The master of the Ye family is not a good person, although the Ye family is very big, it is famous in Jinhua District. ”

"But in the center of Jinhua District, you should have seen it." The little girl was angry, and kept blowing hot air on her hands: "That is one of the Ye family's industries, although Young Master Ye Duquan and Miss Ye Mushi are both descendants of the Ye family, but their personalities are very different. ”

"The manager of the city center of Jinhua District is Young Master Ye Duquan."

The little girl's words shocked Ye Mushi, and she couldn't imagine that behind this glamorous light, there was actually that seemingly gentle and honest man in charge.

The distance between Jinhua District and Su Ruoxi's area is only 20 kilometers, and it is a quick drive to get there, but the scene here is completely different from the scene over there.

After shaking his senses, Mantou glanced at the shivering girl who was frozen, took off his coat and draped it on her thin shoulders: "What's your name?" ”

"Porridge porridge." The girl replied, "Actually, I don't have a name, but Mommy calls me that, so that's my name." ”

She grabbed the clothes draped over her body, the plush touch was very warm, and she couldn't help but let go reluctantly.

"Porridge porridge." Mantou called softly: "Do you know where the Ye Group is?" ”

"Of course I do." Congee Congee nodded: "There is no one in Jinhua District who doesn't know the location of the Ye Group, don't look at me so young, Mommy also told me since I was a child, the vicinity of the Ye Group is not easy to pass." ”

Looking at the steamed bun's serious thinking, Congee Congee was completely panicked, and grabbed the fingertips of the steamed bun: "Sister, don't go, you'll die!" ”

Startled by Congee Congee's words, Mantou knew that she was worried about herself, and grabbed her hand with a smile: "Don't be afraid, with me, no one will be hurt." ”

She has learned martial arts for so many years, including the masters she met by chance, who have taught her all her life, how could she be defeated in the hands of that woman?

Even if Ye Mushi has something that her master has never taught her, she can't change anything because of that.

Seeing that Congee still refused to let go, Mantou's voice became softer: "You have to be obedient, when I come back, I will take you out of here, this place is not suitable for you to stay for a long time." ”

Leaving a word, the figure of the steamed bun disappeared in front of Congee Congee, she was still a little stunned, unable to come back to her senses about what had just happened.

"Sister......" porridge porridge is very sad, there are security guards around the Ye Group, and it is even more difficult to get close.

glanced at the man who was lying fainting not far away, and the porridge was clutching the coat draped on his body, and ran forward with his little feet.

Don't, you can't take your sister away from her, you can't!

Porridge ran desperately, the stones on the ground were a great threat to her delicate feet, but the warmth on her clothes and the smell of perfume were still there, and she didn't want the steamed buns to hurt a little.

Steamed buns roam the rooftops, and the neighborhood is full of eye-catching billboards and people on the road.

ran in the direction that Congee Congee said, but even if the steamed bun had a full view of Jinhua District, he didn't see the detailed location of the Ye Group.

Just when the steamed bun wanted to give up, a familiar figure suddenly appeared under him, followed by several black-clothed bodyguards.

"Young Master Ye, don't check it again, we have already investigated, this matter is like this."