Quick Wear: Host, please be more restrained

Ye Qiao's shop was becoming more and more popular. One day, a man in low-key clothes came in. The gold lines under the dark patterns made Ye Qiao realize in an instant that this man should be a person of extremely noble status in this dynasty.

The man's face was as white as jade, his eyes shone with a gentle light, his black collar was decorated with lush green bamboos hooked with gold thread, and in his bony hands he was holding a piece of soap in the shape of a little rabbit, which he passed to Liuli's eyes for a careful examination.

The temperament is elegant and the stones are like jade.

But Ye Qiao looked at him, why did he look so familiar?

"Shopkeeper, how much is this?" A clear and pleasant voice reached Ye Qiao's ears.

"Eighty cents a piece." Ye Qiao replied.

The man turned around and looked at Ye Qiao. A strange emotion suddenly rushed into his mind.

"Have we met before?" the man asked suddenly.

"Maybe it's because I look more ordinary." Ye Qiao said with a smile.

Seeing this, the man said nothing, but pointed at the items in the window, "This, this, and that, pack them all up and send them to the prefect."

After saying that, the man frowned. How could someone give him such a familiar feeling?

Suddenly, a huge fire flashed through my mind, along with the sound of a crying child and the fat man with a horrible smile.

Living in the prefecture, some time ago, I heard that a nobleman came from the capital to investigate the corruption of officials here. Because of this, Ye Qiao's business is so good, but no one has touched them yet.

Looking at the man's back as he left, it was most likely this man, right?

"Tongzi, get out here." At night, Ye Qiao suddenly remembered the man he had met during the day.

[Hey, Qiao Qiao, aren't you taking a break yet? ]

"What happened to that man?"

Ye Qiao could only remember a vague face, a delicate little face as white as jade, crying miserably, grabbing his clothes and calling him "Sister Qiao".

[Don't you have memories? Let me help you restore your memories.]

It turned out that when Ye Qiao escaped from the midwife's beating and mistakenly entered a black shop, a group of children were also trafficked into the black shop, among whom was a child named A Yan.

She was the most delicate and beautiful, but also the most disobedient and the least willing to be disciplined. The couple had no children at the time, and looking at this jade-like child, they decided to raise her as their own.

There was a world of difference between the way they treated Ye Qiao and the child and how they treated the child, but the child still refused to call them dad and mom, so the couple was patient enough to coax him at first.

Later, seeing that this child was really a tough nut to crack, they gradually lost their patience. They changed from smiling sweetly at the beginning to scolding and beating him, and even refusing to give him food.

Ye Qiao had been abused by the midwife since she was a child, so she naturally knew how to read people's expressions. She knew crying was useless, so she worked very hard. But that A Yan was different, when she first met him.

He was just like a fairy boy in a painting, he didn't know what it meant to surrender, and he always felt like fainting from hunger.

"Here you go." Ye Qiao secretly took out the steamed bread hidden in her sleeve, looked at the child, and handed it to him reluctantly.

"Are you in cahoots with them?" the child pretended to speak viciously and pushed away Xiao Yeqiao's steamed bun.

The steamed corn bread rolled and rolled until it fell on the straw. Their room was locked with only one small window, through which the moonlight poured in.

Xiao Ye Qiao felt so distressed that he quickly picked up the steamed bread and said, "If you don't want to eat it, forget it."

She was not a kind person, but she was obsessed with looks. If the child hadn't looked so pitiful, she would not have hidden food for him while she was hungry.

Ah Yan's big red and swollen eyes just watched as Ye Qiao started to eat the steamed bun in the night.

His stomach also started to rumble, but he still refused to ask Ye Qiao for food.

When Ye Qiao saw his expression, he knew what the kid was thinking, so he broke off a large piece of the steamed bread and handed it to him.

"You can only escape if you are full," Xiao Ye Qiao comforted him.

Ye Qiao, who was abused by the midwife since childhood, knew from an early age that living is not an easy thing, but as long as there is food, you can live, and as long as you are alive, there is hope.

Under the moonlight, the girl was only a few years older than her, with a soft profile and a determined look in her eyes.

A Yan immediately took the food that was handed to him and wolfed it all down. After he finished eating, a faint cry was heard.

Ye Qiao naturally knew that A Yan was different from her. When she first met him, the way he was dressed and his appearance made him look like a child who was doted on by his family and treated like a precious jewel.

Looking at him, Ye Qiao's eyes showed a little envy, and he used his sleeves to wipe away his tears.

After all, A Yan was still young, and she immediately hugged Ye Qiao tightly, crying louder and louder, venting all the grievances she had suffered during this period.

Under the moonlight, an exquisite little boy, about seven or eight years old, hugged the girl as if she were a life-saving straw and refused to let go.

On the second day, Ah Yan changed his usual tough attitude and called the couple sweetly, calling them dad and mom. He had a pretty face, and his little mouth was as sweet as honey, which made the couple smile happily.

A Yan was also moved out of the kitchen which was only covered with straw, and a small room was specially prepared for him. Although it was not exquisite, it was better than Ye Qiao and other abducted children.

He is already living in heaven in this hell.

Although he was young, he was extremely intelligent and knew what the couple liked to hear. In the entire store, there was no child who did not envy his life.

But only Ye Qiao knew that A Yan was becoming more and more indifferent. Beneath his smiling face, he had a rational and indifferent heart.

But his attitude towards Ye Qiao has not changed much, and he always calls her "Sister Qiao" sweetly.

He would also secretly give Ye Qiao a little bit when the couple gave him delicious food to please him.

On the surface, Ye Qiao worked diligently, but in fact, he was always observing how to escape.

Several times, she almost managed to leave, but she discovered in despair that not only the store, but also the people outside, were all accomplices of this black shop.

Ye Qiao, who was captured, was beaten half to death. Amo concealed the pain in his eyes and stared at the beaten girl.

Only at that moment did A Yan realize that for the first time he was so eager to kill this couple and everyone in this town.

Although Ye Qiao was beaten half to death, she found the way in the middle of the night.

A Yan secretly ran over to look at the woman lying on the ground covered in blood, and Ye Qiao secretly put a note into his hand.

“Sister Qiao, does it hurt?” The man, who had been captured for several years, had grown a lot taller and was almost taller than Ye Qiao. His pretty eyes were filled with tears.

Ye Qiao smiled at him comfortingly, but couldn't bear the pain anymore and fainted.

Life is so hard. This was the last thought in Ye Qiao’s mind.