After drinking tea.

Several students met to go to the nearby chess shop.

Of course, Chu Lange said that he would follow.

Just as the group walked near the chess store, at a certain street corner, they saw a group of onlookers.

Chu Lange walked over curiously.

It turned out to be a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, who was selling herself to bury her mother with a sign, kneeling on the ground and crying. Of course, there was no body of her mother next to her, but she was kneeling there alone, thinly dressed...... Look at how pitiful it is.

A famous student stood up righteously, "It's pitiful! This girl is a filial daughter. ”

"Hmm." There was a student next to him who echoed, "It's really a rare strange woman." ”

"Great goodness!"

“……”

A group of scholars, who can only make a noise, why don't they pay for it?

Even if Chu Lange saw through this, he still looked worried on the surface.

However, this little girl who sold herself to bury her mother was not very professional, although she looked quite good, her figure was like a weak willow supporting the wind, and she was wearing patched clothes, but her slender jade hands did not look like she was doing rough work at all.

Can a poor woman from a poor family who sells her body to bury her mother still not have to work at home?

It's just that Chu Lange didn't break it, then took out a piece of silver, and sent it to the little girl's hand with a sad face, "Girl, don't continue to belittle yourself, go home." Is this ingot enough? ”

"Enough, enough! Childe is such a good person. The little girl raised her big eyes and looked at Chu Lange with tears in her eyes, "The slave will be the son of the son in the future......

"Don't! No, no! ”

Chu Lange hurriedly waved his hand, like a teenager who had not been deeply involved in the world, "I just see that you are pitiful, and I just want to help you, not to buy you." You'll be free in the future! ”

"Does Childe dislike slaves?"

The little girl began to cry again.

Chu Lange was very apprehensive on the surface, but he was embarrassed inside.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, there was a sneer from the crowd behind him, which silenced everyone around him.

At this time, some people were disdainful, and they were immediately angry, and everyone looked at the sneering man, but when everyone really looked at the young man who was holding a folding fan not far away, with a peerless appearance and a graceful appearance, they were all silent.

The little girl who originally sold herself to bury her mother was very satisfied with Chu Lange who came up to "buy" herself, but when she saw a more outstanding man for a while, her mind suddenly floated again.

What if this is also here to buy his own......

Chu Lange looked back at the appearance of this guy, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The man stepped over, looked at the little girl condescendingly, and said, "My son was on West Street last month, and I also saw you selling your body for burial...... No, it's not the mother, it's the father. ”

"Wow!"

"Wow, what does that mean?"

"Sold once, can you sell it twice?"

"It's a dead parent......"

“……”

The crowd around heard the uproar, and there was nothing they could understand, this little girl was probably a liar.

The little girl's face turned pale for a moment, "No, no! Whining...... Slaves are in a short period of time...... I lost my parents. ”

I had no choice but to cry.

Zhuo Yilan stood beside Chu Lange, "This brother, don't trust others easily when you go out." Sometimes what the eye sees is not necessarily true. Ben Gongzi sees that you are a good person, but you can't be fooled stupidly anymore. ”

With that, he raised the folding fan in his hand and gently knocked on Chu Lange's head.