The cannon fodder female supporting role wants to run away, and the madly criticizing prince is red-

"If I were to go back to the prince, why did I run away from the mansion?"

After Lin Qianqian finished speaking, she hugged one of her slender arms, lowered her head and sighed.

Shen Jian looked at her smooth face for a moment, "No matter what, you have to be a woman with a conscience. He has done a lot for you, you can't betray him."

Lin Qianqian's lips curled up into a gorgeous smile, as if showing disdain.

She raised her eyes and said to Shen Jian, "If a man wants to get a woman, he must pay something in return."

"Even if you pick up a stray cat from the street, you should take it home, feed it, take it to a bath, and take it to the doctor. I'm not saying I'm a pet, I mean I didn't get it for no reason."

"Besides,..." She paused for a moment and changed the subject, "He has already got me. Why are you standing up for your good brother?"

There was some sadness in her tone.

Shen Jian felt like something like a weed was prickling his heart.

"Everything he did was of his own free will. I didn't kidnap him to do everything he did now."

Lin Qianqian said this and walked out of the inn.

The weather is getting colder and the chill has invaded the whole town.

The last few dead leaves on the branches fell from the tree. The rich people put on thick clothes, while the poor people still wore the thin clothes and walked with their bodies huddled up.

As Lin Qianqian walked, she looked around this strange town, her skirt fluttering in the wind like a fluttering white butterfly.

When passing by the pharmacy, there was a carriage on the roadside. The owner was loading and unloading goods, and asked the clerks to take down and move boxes one by one.

Lin Qianqian came out of the pharmacy with a packet of medicine in her hand. Just as she stretched her neck to look left and right, thinking of an escape route in her head, she turned around and saw Shen Jian standing behind her. She was so scared that she took two steps back.

Lin Qianqian's heart was about to jump out.

She was so angry that she clenched her fist and hit Shen Jian's arm twice.

"You scared me to death, what are you doing!"

"Appear without anyone noticing!"

Shen Jian quietly touched the arm that was hurt by her, "I didn't do anything, but you were the one who was peeking around."

"Zhang Qi said that you are a cunning woman and good at lying. You have deceived him several times before, and he asked me to keep a close eye on you."

"nerve!"

Lin Qianqian flicked her sleeves, picked up the medicine and strode back. When she passed by the door of a wealthy family, she passed by an old lady holding something in her arms.

"I'm sorry, old lady, are you okay?" Lin Qianqian turned around and apologized politely.

The kind old lady had gray hair. She smiled at Lin Qianqian, revealing her wrinkled face. "It's okay, girl."

After saying that, she lowered her head, gently patted the swaddle in her arms, and gently coaxed the crying baby, "Baby, be good, baby, don't cry."

"It won't hurt soon. You're a daughter after all. This family has had enough daughters for a long time."

Only then did Lin Qianqian notice that she was holding a baby in her arms.

The baby stretched out a purple hand outside the swaddling clothes, with yellow greasy vernix on it. The hand was as small as a mouse's, and the five little fingers were ridiculously small.

When she heard the following words, her expression was dazed. What does it mean that it doesn't hurt anymore?

Before Lin Qianqian could react, she saw the old woman stretch out a gray, dry hand with long black nails and pinch the baby's neck.

The baby's shrill cry pierced the air, and his little hands and feet struggled pitifully in the swaddling clothes.

Lin Qianqian saw what she was doing and covered her mouth in shock. She quickly stepped forward to stop her, "What are you doing?"

"What are you going to do with the child?"

"stop!"

However, the swaddling clothes were no longer moving due to the old woman's gritted teeth. The old woman turned around and looked at Lin Qianqian with a sinister smile, "Why are you meddling in other people's business? This family gave me money to take care of it."

"It's her fault that she was born a daughter."

……

He held the boiled medicine soup and mechanically poured it into his mouth.

Lin Qianqian stroked her swollen chest, leaned her head on the table, and when she raised her face, her eyes were already filled with tears.

She said to Shen Jian expressionlessly, "I want to go out for a walk. Do you want to follow me?"

When she came to the street, Lin Qianqian tried her best to see something lively, cute, beautiful and pleasant.

She tried hard to focus on a butterfly or a flower to discover their beauty. She picked up a red maple leaf on the ground and carefully observed its veins and stalks. She racked her brains to think about poems about maple leaves.

Lin Qianqian was walking down an alley with her head down when she was bumped by a little girl who rushed out.

A middle-aged man came out with a stick and chased the girl, hitting her hard. The girl ran away with her head in her hands, and the basket she was holding fell, and the pancakes fell all over the floor.

He beat her and cursed, "I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!"

"You little bitch, you can't even sell all the pancakes! I'll beat you to death!"

The little girl's head was broken, a line of bright red blood flowed from the top of her head, and the girl fainted on the ground immediately, while the man's stick continued to fall on her.

"You stupid girl! Don't pretend with me!"

"Get up!"

Lin Qianqian ran forward, opened her arms and protected the little girl behind her, "Are you crazy? How can you treat a girl like this? You are her father!"

The man said to Lin Qianqian, "What does it have to do with you if I beat my own child? Even if I beat her to death, it has nothing to do with you!"

Lin Qianqian glared at him. "The little girl knew she was wrong after you scolded her. There's no need for you to hit her again! Don't vent your anger on a child. If you have the energy to hit a child, go dig out the manure in your house!"

The little girl was in pain. She hugged one elbow, slowly sat up and cried, "Hit me! Beat me to death! You beat my sister to death, and you broke my mother's leg!"

The man pointed at Lin Qianqian and shouted, "Who the hell are you? Why are you meddling in my business?"

"Why do you care who I am? If you want to know who I am, then I can be your mother! Your aunt!" Lin Qianqian said loudly, with her hands on her hips.

The man frowned, picked up the wooden stick in his hand and swung it at Lin Qianqian angrily.

In the blink of an eye, a black figure appeared, grabbed one end of the stick with one hand, and easily pulled the stick out of the man's hand. The man stood there in shock, and before he could react, the stick rained down on his legs and body like a flexible snake. The man was beaten so hard that he hugged his feet and jumped, begging for mercy.

"Dad!" The little girl cried, and suddenly knelt down in front of Lin Qianqian, grabbed her skirt and said, "Sister, please, don't hit my dad, he is my dad!"

Looking at the blood on her forehead, Lin Qianqian bit her lip. She took out her handkerchief and wiped the girl's forehead. After wiping it twice, she stuffed the bloody handkerchief into her hand and said, "Only an incompetent man would vent his anger on his innocent wife and daughter."

She suppressed her anger and said to Shen Jian, "This man is the only labor force in the family. The little girl will still rely on him for support in the future. It is enough to let him know that he is wrong."

"The daughter still knows how to love her father, but the father doesn't know how to love his daughter. Some adults are more hateful than children."

"You beat up the child and you have to spend money to treat the injury. Why?"

After listening to Lin Qianqian's words, the man paused blankly, as if he was waking up little by little.

Suddenly, he held his head, slowly squatted on the ground, and burst into tears, "What am I doing!"

He stood up and ran over, hugged his child tightly and said, "I'm sorry, girl, Dad was wrong. The family is really out of money. If we can't sell these cakes, the two of us will starve to death this winter!"

"Dad, please don't hit me. I will work hard to sell sesame cakes! I was wrong!" The girl wailed and hugged her father tightly and cried.

"Dad won't starve to death. If Dad can't survive, just sell me!"

The suffering of women in this era was not only that the husbands of women from aristocratic families had three wives and four concubines, but also that the children and wives of the lowest classes had to endure beatings for a living, with their lives and deaths in the hands of their husbands.

If she has to leave her family to solve everything, how can she survive in society? Only those noble women, who have a family, money and resources to support them, can live freely after leaving. Other women still have to rely on the men at home.

In order to enable women to gain a foothold in society, there must first be more jobs for women, and secondly a safe living environment so that they are not targeted by bad people and abducted and sold as soon as they go out.

Lin Qianqian squatted on the ground sullenly, picked up a round pancake and patted the dust off it.

She opened her mouth, took a bite, and said, "I can buy some sesame cakes from you."

If they have a stable source of income, they will not sell their children.

"You, you want to buy sesame cakes?" The man couldn't believe it.

"Ah."

"I, I treated you like that just now, and you still bought my sesame cake." The man raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears of emotion.

Lin Qianqian said: "Your sesame cakes are really not delicious enough. The food on the street is either sesame cakes or steamed buns. I think you can make a scallion pancake with a higher price and see if it sells well?"

The man hugged his daughter's shoulders and asked blankly, "Scallion pancake? What is that?"

……

Shen Jian followed Lin Qianqian with his arms folded and came to the kitchen of this family's house.

The man shyly took out the flour from the bag, took out the seasonings and the basin that Lin Qianqian needed, and then made room for her on the chopping board. "Please."

It was the first time Shen Jian saw her roll up her sleeves, revealing two thin white arms. Those two thin arms kneaded the dough vigorously until it was smooth.

A strand of long black hair hung down from the woman's neck, making her look gentle and lovely, not at all as fierce as she was just now.

The fragrant scallion pancakes came out of the pot, Lin Qianqian took one out and cut it into four pieces with a kitchen knife. Pressing down with the back of the knife, a crisp sound was heard immediately.

"What a fragrant and crispy cake." The man took a bite and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Miss Lin, I only know how to make sesame cakes, but I didn't know there are cakes like this that are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. And with a little seasoning, it's not so monotonous."

The little girl finished the cake in two or three bites, licked the crispy crust on her fingers, raised her head happily and said, "This cake is so delicious, it's the best cake I've ever eaten. Daddy, more people should like this kind of cake!"

Lin Qianqian said to the man, "Niuniu'er is your daughter, you should love her. She is so sensible and has helped you a lot. Without her, where can you find such a sensible and obedient child?"

The man lowered his head in shame, "Miss Lin, you are right."

"After hearing what you said, I realized that I really shouldn't hit her for no reason. I was wrong."

Lin Qianqian thought about it and felt that the ancient people’s concept of favoring boys over girls was too strong, which led them to look down on daughters. She wanted to try to change their mindsets. “Daughters are no worse than boys. They are even more obedient than boys and do more housework. You shouldn’t treat girls like grass. If you love her well, she will be more filial than your son.”

The man nodded.

Just now, when Lin Qianqian said that she wanted to put eggs in the pancake, the man took out two precious eggs from his home, beat them in a frying pan according to her instructions, and made two golden fried eggs for Lin Qianqian.

He asked, "How do I eat this fried egg with the pancake?"

Lin Qianqian smiled and said, "Cut the pancake in the middle and put the fried egg in it."

She said as she did it.

After taking the first bite, Lin Qianqian said happily, "It's delicious, this is the taste."

"You can also put vegetables in the pancake, such as shredded radish, shredded cucumber, bean sprouts, and other home-cooked vegetables. Put those seasoned vegetables in and eat it, and it's called vegetable steamed bun. Vegetable steamed bun can be sold at a higher price, and if you are too busy, let the customers put it in themselves. And if you put a fried egg in the scallion pancake, you can charge an extra penny."

When the man heard this, his eyes widened.

Yes, he could also sell steamed buns with vegetables, which were not available in the town. His mind was suddenly opened up!

After spending just one afternoon with Lin Qianqian, he suddenly felt that life had hope. Why didn't he know how to sell other foods before? He could even innovate something that wasn't sold in the town!

After sending Lin Qianqian to the door, the man took her hand and said, "Girl, kowtow to your benefactor."

The girl knelt down obediently and kowtowed to Lin Qianqian. The man bowed deeply to Lin Qianqian.

Lin Qianqian quickly helped the girl up and said, "No need to perform such a big ceremony."

The man said, "I don't know what to say, Miss Lin. What you said today has benefited me a lot, and I have to thank you. My family is poor, and I don't have anything good to give you, so let this child kowtow to you."

Lin Qianqian looked at the little girl and reached out to touch her head. "As long as you love her and pamper her all the time, and find a good husband for her in the future, and if you can't find one, you have the confidence to support her for the rest of her life, that's enough."

As long as she had her father as a support, the female corpse by the river would not have left home alone to make a living and encountered such a thing.

If she had family, they would have sought justice for her.

The man nodded.

Lin Qianqian didn't know that her action had changed the life of an ordinary girl.

The father never beat her again, but treated her as a treasure. She became the most beloved girl in the whole town. When it came to marriage, other families would sell their daughters for a high price without caring about their daughters' lives, but he stubbornly chose to find a good husband for his daughter.

Back at the inn, Shen Jian watched Lin Qianqian rewrap the two scallion pancakes that the man had just given her in oil paper and put them happily into a bundle.

He leaned against the door and looked down at her, "You just want the cake? No reward? The method of making the cake just now can be sold for money."

"You eat and take things, but you don't ask for anything in return." Lin Qianqian rolled her eyes at him.

"There are many ways to make money. If you want to make money, make money from the rich. How much money can you make from ordinary people?"

Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

Both of them walked into their rooms. After a while, Lin Qianqian came out to use the toilet in the backyard.

After standing by the window and watching her go into the toilet, Shen Jian lay back on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

After a cup of tea passed peacefully, he suddenly opened his eyes, jumped out of the window, landed on the ground, and ran straight to the toilet.

He waited outside awkwardly for a while, and finally a woman came out.

He immediately ran back to the second floor, pushed open the door of Lin Qianqian's room, opened the bundle and saw that some of the silver in the big bag was missing, including the pass and the identity card, but everything else was intact.

Shen Jian leaped up and flew onto the eaves. He stood upright on the roof of the inn. With his good eyesight, he patrolled the streets and alleys below.