Half a year later

"Osmanthus cake a little, and this plum blossom, cute little rabbit, and this cake, this, this, this...... Pack them all up for me. ”

Mengdie took out fifty taels of silver tickets from her purse and put them on the counter, her eyes didn't forget to look around, and she swallowed her saliva when she smelled the fragrance wafting next to her.

"Mengdie, we should go back, if we don't go back, the young master should be in a hurry."

Mu Chen was wearing expensive fabrics, and the tendon meat attracted many girls to stop, and when they got closer, they saw that each finger and neck were full of oiled paper bags, and there were various aromas floating in them.

This made the girl who approached walk away quickly with a disgusted face.

This outfit is either a poor ghost or a fool.

"It's not the character of this girl to eat and drink for nothing every day, although these foods are not as exquisite as those made by the private chef, but they have another taste, even if the Styx doesn't eat it, it's good to smell it, in case you want to eat it one day!"

Mengdie Qing's fingers pinched the steaming pastry, and ate it in small bites, with simple satisfaction on her face.

Mu Chen's head was full of black lines when he listened, there are really more and more shameless people in this world, and it seems that he still has room for improvement.

Turning his head, looking at Mengdie's bright eyes and bright smile, Mu Chen was a little in a trance, it was hard to imagine that half a year ago, the skin ulcerated and the internal organs were broken, and the disabled person could recover his health, and it was also difficult to imagine that the girl who fell into madness and despair in order to retrieve her mother's body would smile so brightly and innocently.

"The stinky beggar doesn't look at his identity, he dares to stain my clothes, beat, beat me to death."

The woman's sharp voice resounded through the street, and everyone only dared to watch from a distance, not daring to approach for fear of causing trouble.

"As long as you're happy."

The seven-foot man was dressed just plain and not tattered, and when he wanted to refute the words, he swallowed back when he saw a few people who were vicious, and honestly knelt on the street, hoping that this atrocity would pass as soon as possible, and it was his luck to keep him alive.

Several strong men punched and kicked, the pain on their bodies, the blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, the man's face was pale and he still squeezed out a stiff smile, embarrassed and did not dare to resist in the slightest.

There was no sympathy or excitement for the people on the streets, only the indifference that they were accustomed to.

"It's really unlucky."

The woman's mood was terrible, and she walked around irritablely, glaring fiercely at the people on the ground, until a special aroma wafted in, which attracted the woman's attention.

"What's new in this store?" It smells so good! ”

The woman asked the little guy around her, and couldn't help but follow the fragrance to move forward, her body was fluttering like walking in the clouds, all the good things were aroused, and a happy smile slowly appeared on the woman's face.

The little girl scratched her head in confusion, and followed the woman's gaze to see that there was no rouge shop, only an old man fiddling with the gorgeous flowers in his hand.

The woman came to the old man, and the white-haired old man raised his head, his skin like a shelled egg, and there was not a trace of wrinkles in the exposed skin.

"Do you like it?"

The woman didn't know what she was asking? But he still nodded.

The old man handed over the flower in his hand, and the fragrance became even stronger.

"I gave it to you."

The woman didn't answer, looked at the flowers and looked the old man up and down, and finally fixed her eyes on the necklace made of black wood around the old man's neck, and there were small flowers blooming on it.

"Give me what you have around your neck."

The woman pointed over arrogantly, the old man took a few steps back with a frightened face, and said in a sharp voice: "This is my life, I can't give it to you!"

Seeing that the old man was protecting him tightly, the woman's eyes instantly became cold, and no one dared to refuse her request: "Dead old lady, this is not up to you." ”

Several little guys were used to seeing such a scene, and they didn't need the master's orders, and directly stretched out their murderous hands to the old man, and the old man was shocked, and retreated again and again, and his hand unconsciously held the necklace around his neck.