Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

A dirty, thin girl was using river water to wash the dust off her face. Clear water drops were sliding down the girl's cheeks. Although the girl's complexion was not good, her fragile temperament made people feel pity for her. Liang Jiaxue stood there motionless, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"What's your name?"

When the girl turned her head and looked over, Liang Jiaxue asked subconsciously.

"My name is Xiaolian, Shi Xiaolian."

The girl's voice was not loud and sounded weak, as if she had not eaten for several days.

Liang Jiaxue found out that the girl in front of him had not had a full meal for a long time. The reason why she stayed here alone was because her mother went to the village to borrow food from someone.

Knowing that the girl was hungry, Liang Jiaxue quickly handed the white flour buns he had bought today and prepared to leave for his mother to the person in front of him.

Logically speaking, he should have left after doing all this, but there was a voice in his heart telling him to wait a little longer, so in the end Liang Jiaxue stayed and watched the little girl nibble on the steamed bun in small bites, and she only stopped when only half of the bun was left.

"Why don't you want to eat? You haven't eaten for several days. How can half a steamed bun satisfy your hunger?" Liang Jiaxue was puzzled.

"My mother hasn't eaten it yet, I have to save it for her."

Shi Xiaolian carefully put the steamed bun into her pocket and only then began to feel a little embarrassed.

The person in front of her was obviously still a teenager. From his clothes, it was clear that his family was well off. He was also carrying a shoulder bag. Shi Xiaolian guessed that he must still be in school. She was already eighteen years old. Even if the person in front of her was not yet an adult, it was not appropriate for men and women to touch each other. If someone saw them, it would be hard to explain.

Shi Xiaolian carefully moved back and put some distance between herself and Liang Jiaxue.

Liang Jiaxue was not dissatisfied with Shi Xiaolian's actions. He understood that this was a girl's modesty. Although he was doing good things for others, it was somewhat abrupt for him to just stay here.

Just as the atmosphere between the two of them was becoming stagnant, a woman who was dressed decently but had a yellow complexion came back trembling. When the woman saw Liang Jiaxue, she was startled, then quickened her pace and walked towards Shi Xiaolian.

"Mom, I'll give you the steamed buns!"

When the middle-aged woman saw the steamed bun handed to her by Shi Xiaolian, she immediately forgot about Liang Jiaxue, snatched the steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth. After she had eaten half of the bun, she turned her gaze to Liang Jiaxue again.

"Did you give this steamed bun?" The woman's eyes were filled with excitement and greed, and her tone was a little anxious.

Liang Jiaxue nodded, but in fact he was extremely disgusted by the greedy look in the person in front of him.

"Little comrade, what do you think of my daughter? As long as you give me some food and money, she will be your wife!"

During this famine, the man in the family fell to his death while looking for game in the mountains in order to provide food for his daughter. As a woman with no cooking skills, she was so hungry that she had no choice but to take her daughter out to beg for food.

She finally arrived at this village which seemed to have good conditions, but no one was willing to help. She resented these people for their cruelty, and also hated her daughter for her uselessness. If it weren't for her, her husband would not have died.

So now when she sees a young comrade helping his daughter, she thinks of exchanging her daughter for some food and money, so that her daughter won't starve to death and the mother-daughter relationship is preserved. She can also take the money and rations to the south. I heard that there is no shortage of food there, and without any burden, she might even find a second life.

Liang Jiaxue was very disgusted by the middle-aged woman's attitude of treating Shi Xiaolian as a commodity, but when he heard that she was his wife, the young man was more or less embarrassed.

"What era is it now? How can you still sell your daughter like this? Don't you know that this is against the law?"

"What's illegal or not? I want my daughter to be your wife. Don't you need a dowry to marry a wife? I just need a little food and money. If I go to the village and shout, I wonder how many people will be willing to marry me?"

"After all, my daughter is pretty, she's just a little thin, but once the lights are turned off, who cares if she's fat or thin?"

The middle-aged woman spoke in a vulgar manner, not to mention Liang Jiaxue. Shi Xiaolian, who was standing aside, also had a look of disbelief on her face.

"mother!"

"If you still recognize me as your mother, you have to listen to me. I have raised you for so many years, and you killed my man. I didn't ask you to pay with your life, but it's not too much to exchange you for some food and daily necessities, right?"

Shi Xiaolian's face became paler and paler, tears welled up in her eyes, but her expression gradually became desperate, and it was obvious that she had compromised.

"Young comrade, judging from your attire, your family must be well off. In this day and age, you must have some good intentions in giving my daughter a steamed bun. I know young people are shy about showing off. How about this, I'll go to your house and talk to your mother."

"Your mother must be happy to spend a little money to get a cheap daughter-in-law without the burden of the family!"

The middle-aged woman obviously wanted to rely on Liang Jiaxue, which made him ashamed and angry. However, Liang Jiaxue would not bear to see Shi Xiaolian being replaced by some unknown family in the village who was unable to find a wife.

But bringing her home is definitely not an option. His mother still expects him to be a worker and then marry a city girl. How could she be willing to give him a wife like this?

After much thought, Liang Jiaxue decided to keep the person here first. He would find a way to settle Shi Xiaolian down.

"How much do you want? If it's less, I can pay you, but if you want a lot, then you should go to another village. You can tell from the way I'm dressed that I have the best conditions in our village. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come back empty-handed after visiting the village!"

Liang Jiaxue said these words only from the middle-aged woman in the frame. He could study without worrying about food and clothing, all thanks to the money his mother saved by being stingy and squeezing his eldest brother. Now his eldest brother is very ill and the family has lost a lot of income. In fact, he is trying to be frugal now.

But in order to get a job as a factory worker after graduation, he still has to spend money to make arrangements at school. After all, the father of his deskmate is the director of the machinery factory. Only by having good relationships can he get recruitment information through his connections.

So he had some money his mother gave him to build relationships, and if the woman didn't ask for too much, he could still afford it.

He didn't know why, but from the first time he saw Shi Xiaolian, he had an obsession in his heart to keep her by his side. The feeling was so strong that he couldn't ignore it at all.

"I just want 50 kilograms of food, yuan, and a cotton jacket."