Wanguo, prosperous and peaceful. Colorful lanterns still hang on both sides of the street, and more than three days have passed since the annual Qixi Festival, and everyone is interested in visiting the most famous pear orchard in Wanguo.

For a time, there were quite a few people on the road. People come and go, and many hawkers take the opportunity to shout loudly for the goods in their hands, and if any nobleman takes a look, he will have a little more life.

The more lively the streets, the more desolate these dark corners appear.

A girl of about eight or nine years old hurried out of an alley, her sideburns disheveled, her tattered linen clothes stained with a lot of stains, and a stench all over her body.

Chasing after her was an elderly old flower dog, and the blackened tongue hanging from his mouth made many people run away when he heard it.

The girl clenched her fists and ran away on her own, plunging headlong into the crowd, catching whoever she saw to stop the mad dog.

There were many noises in the crowd that were accompanied by the barking of dogs, and the girl, fearing that the mad dog would continue to chase after her, swallowed what she was holding in one gulp, and stopped at the edge of the lake.

She turned around and opened her fingers at the dog, smugly licking her palm, which still had an aftertaste.

"Mad dog, see if you still chase me! Hmph......"

Seeing that her food had been eaten by her, the old flower dog immediately withered down and left the crowd with her head down.

The girl touched the corners of her mouth and brushed her thinning hair at the figure reflected in the lake. She was really hungry this time, and when she saw that there was pork belly on the dog basin that the owner had just put down, she didn't care about the embarrassment of being reduced to grabbing food from the dog, and planned to fill her stomach first.

The dog chased her three streets, but fortunately she had eaten the pork belly, otherwise she would have to go into the water to catch fish to satisfy her hunger.

After a commotion just now, everyone soon rushed to the pear orchard as soon as possible. No one noticed the girl who caused the commotion, and everyone was already surprised.

The girl returned to the corner and crouched down and looked at the crowd in a daze. Although she was not big, and even her whole body was messy, she could not hide her delicate face, and her bright eyes flashed and blinked.

Occasionally, a few copper plates would appear at her feet, which were thrown to her by passers-by, and it was pitiful to see her as a little girl.

"I'm not a beggar, I'm not a beggar." The girl immediately picked up the copper plate and shouted at the backs of passers-by, her thin arms waking vigorously in the air.

A few passers-by stopped, whispering and sneering, but they couldn't make out what was being said.

The girl sighed and said to herself, "I'm not a beggar, why did you throw the money to me." She looked at the mud-stained copper plates and put them in her eyes, and she looked through the square space in the middle.

A beggar was walking slowly from a distance, and the girl was very happy to see him, and jumped up to him, and threw all the copper plates in her hand into his bowl.

"Well, I'll give it all to you." She smiled innocently.

The beggar looked at her in disgust, and said disdainfully, "You stinky beggar, you can't support yourself and you still come to make fun of Lao Tzu, see if I don't kill you." As he spoke, he picked up the bamboo stick in his hand and hit the girl.

The girl was beaten without knowing it, she forgot to run away, she was obviously giving him the money, why did she beat herself? She couldn't figure it out, so she just froze in place and ate and fight.

There were a few good people who stopped to watch, rubbing their chins with their hands, which was much better than the drama in the theater garden.

"Stop, it's really hateful to bully a little girl like this." Before anyone appeared, the words had already reached the ears of the people, and everyone looked at each other at who this was.

At this time, a man walked out of a teahouse opposite, the folding fan shook gently, the facial features were bright and deep, the long hair like silk hung down wantonly, and he was dressed in a cyan brocade robe, elegant and noble.

Seeing this, the girl hurriedly hid behind the man in Tsing Yi, only to poke out and watch the beggar being forcibly dragged away, and the little hands grabbed his clothes vigorously, for fear that she would be beaten again.

The man in Tsing Yi waved his hand impatiently, "Take it down and hand it over to the yamen, you can deal with it as you want, don't be soft." With that, he pulled the girl over and examined her from head to toe.

Seeing that the shocking scar actually fell on a few years old girl, he wiped the tears bursting out of the corners of her eyes with pity, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all." The girl gritted her teeth and shook her head, her hair hanging down over her eyes.

After hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi smiled with relief, "You are very strong, but I wonder, why don't you feel pain?" ”

"I was beaten, but he was arrested and put into the yamen, I think it should be him who hurts more, not me." She smiled and combed her hair with her hands.

These words made the man in Tsing Yi stunned in place, and he didn't react for a long time. This is the first time he has seen such a girl, and it hurts terribly, but he is stubborn and says that it doesn't hurt.

He stood up, the harsh sunlight behind him, making him very blurry in the girl's eyes, and he couldn't really see it.

"Will you go back with me? No one will bully you there anymore, and you will be even better off than you are now. After meditating, the man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand to the girl.

The girl looked at the man hesitantly, her little hand raised slightly, and slowly reached into his big palm.

"As long as you can eat enough, it doesn't matter where you go or what you do." She said with a smile.

Along the way, he took her hand and walked against the light.

The huge street seemed to be open only to the two of them.

He asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Su Jinyu." She responded timidly, and couldn't help but look up at him and ask, "Then, uncle, what's your name?" ”

Jinyu ...... It's a nice name. He paused, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, it faded, "Even if you know my name, you can't call it out, otherwise ......" He stopped his words meaningfully, and his expression became serious.

Su Jinyu's heart tightened, she blinked her eyes, and didn't continue to ask.

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