How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

After worshiping the Buddha, Jia Qingwu took Xia Chu to a side hall. There were no gods or Buddhas in the hall, only oil lamps. There were names written under the lamps. Xia Chu seemed to have a feeling and followed Jia Qingwu over. Sure enough, she saw Sun Juexia's lamp. "Mom, what is this?"

"This is the longevity lamp I lit for you." Jia Qingwu bowed to the monk guarding the lamp. "Master, I've found my daughter."

"Congratulations, donor Jia, you have got what you wished for." The monk glanced at Xia Chu and was a little surprised at Jia Qingwu's change, but his face remained calm.

"Thank you, Master." Jia Qingwu smiled and glanced at Xia Chu. "She was adopted and has lived a good life these past few years. I'm grateful to this family. I don't want her to change her name either. Could the name of this longevity lamp be changed to her current name?"

Xia Chu looked at Jia Qingwu in surprise. She had actually been worried about having to change her name again, but she hadn't expected Jia Qingwu to have no such idea. Didn't the ancients place the most importance on clan?

"Of course." The monk took a piece of paper and asked Jia Qingwu to write down the name she wanted to change. "I'll change it when the wooden sign is ready."

"Thank you, Master." Jia Qingwu asked Xia Chu to write her name and handed it to the monk. She then dropped a few golden beads into the nearby incense box before leaving with Xia Chu.

Xia Chu sighed that the White Pagoda Temple was really good at making money. It actually cost so much gold to light a lamp. She was also touched by Jia Qingwu's open-mindedness and consideration. "Mom, do I really not have to change my name?"

"No need," Jia Qingwu gently stroked her long hair. "Mother has lived in the temple for many years. Although her illness has not healed, she has come to terms with many things. The name is just a code name. It doesn't matter if the Sun family doesn't mention it. I will naturally repay the kindness of my parents and brothers. And you have been cared for and loved by the Wang family for many years. You must not forget your roots. Mother will repay this kindness with you. You have been called by your current name for many years, and it would be difficult to adapt to a sudden change. Besides, if you don't give birth to and raise someone, it will be difficult to repay them in a hundred lifetimes. You will continue to live as the daughter of the Wang family. As long as I can stay by your side, I will be satisfied."

Xia Chu's eyes welled up. How could she have such a good fortune to have two mothers who cared so much about her? She hugged Jia Qingwu and said, "I will be with you forever."

"You're not going to get married anymore?" Jia Qingwu teased her deliberately, but she didn't really think there was anything wrong with not getting married. Sun Wuji had made her see the bad nature of men, and she had completely lost her faith in them. With her assets, her daughter could live a carefree life without doing anything. Wang's sister said that Xia Chu had some business acumen, but was just a bit lazy. Besides, she was in good health now, so she could earn more money and let her daughter do whatever she wanted.

Jia Qingwu had recently settled her accounts and was planning to buy a few shops in Lin'an. She could then train Xia Xia, as long as she had the money. Xia Xia had three older brothers and a younger brother in the Wang family, and cousins in the Jia family, so she didn't have to worry about being bullied.

We started our return journey in the afternoon. Arriving at the city gate, we saw a group of soldiers escorting a group of beggars out of the city. They were young and old, all disheveled and unkempt, and it was difficult to discern their features. The youngest looked only a few years old, while the oldest had backs hunched over, practically doubled over.

"Get out of here! Go away! Don't come back into the city!" The officers and soldiers untied the ropes and drove the beggars away. They only turned back after they saw them go far away.

"What's going on?" asked Mrs. Jia.

Mrs. Jia actually knew something. She glanced at her daughter and said, "Last time, when the beggars robbed the city, the county magistrate was furious and arrested all the beggars in the city and drove them out. These past few days, beggars have been driven out every day."

Xia Chu frowned at the child, barely taller than her thigh. She hadn't expected it to be because of her, even though she wasn't at fault. But these children were equally innocent. She thought back to her days in the beggar's shed—brief but unforgettable.

Grandma Wang's bowl of noodle soup had been the lifeblood of several of them. The adults could still find something to eat, but what about the children? With nowhere to beg, how many days could they expect to survive?

"What a sin, these children...ah." Old Madam Jia felt a little sorry when she saw the ragged children. The robbers were hateful, but these young children were so innocent.

Jia Qingwu looked at the children, and her mind suddenly flashed to little Xia Xia. Was she like this back then? A tiny person, with no one to comb her hair, no new clothes, driven here and there, begging for charity to survive. A pang of pain pierced her heart. "I want to do something."

"Mom? Are you feeling unwell?" Xia Chu looked away and looked at Jia Qingwu. Seeing her pale face, clutching her chest, she looked a little anxious. "Does your heart hurt?"

"I want to do something, Xia Xia." Jia Qingwu's eyes were still on the poor children, but the carriage had already started moving forward. Suddenly, a beggar suddenly kicked a small beggar in front of him, and the child wailed and fell to the ground. The older one stomped on him twice, but the beggars around him seemed not to notice and continued to walk forward numbly. "Stop! Stop! Madam Xu! Go tell him to stop!"

"Who? Stop it!" Nanny Xu was confused. She followed her gaze and saw a beggar kicking and beating a younger beggar. She instantly understood Jia Qingwu's pain and, while the driver stopped, quickly jumped out and rushed over. "Stop! Why are you hitting someone?"

"This is my son! I can beat him if I want! It's none of your business!" The beggar was kicked out for no reason. His son kept crying out for hunger, and he was annoyed and angry. He took out his anger on the beggar. He didn't expect that an old woman would come up to meddle in his affairs. He got red-eyed and slapped Aunt Xu to the ground, "You are tired of living and you meddle in your father's business!"

When Xia Chu saw this scene, he quickly ran over and kicked the beggar who was about to attack him.

"Damn it!" Wang Er looked up and saw that it was a gorgeously dressed young lady. He immediately felt a little scared. "What are you doing?"

"None of your business!" Xia Chu helped Aunt Xu up, "Get out!"

Wang Er shrank his neck, only then realizing that the woman was well dressed. He looked at the tall, strong guard who had approached him, and saw him get up and run away dejectedly. The little beggar, with his thin arms and legs trembling, tried to crawl for a long time but couldn't get up. He cried, "Dad, don't leave me. Dad! Dad!"

"What should we do?" Aunt Xu looked at the child. She had just said to stop him. Now the beggar had run away and didn't want the child anymore. What should she do?

"Let's take him home first." Xia Chu reached out and grabbed the child's arm, trying to help him up. Unexpectedly, he screamed as soon as she touched him. She shuddered with fear and let go of his hand.

"Ouch, the arm is bent outward, as if it is broken." Aunt Xu frowned. It was simply inhumane to use such heavy hands on such a young child.

Jia Qingwu also got out of the car at this moment, "Broken arm?"

"Yeah." Xia Chu reached out and picked up the crying little beggar, who was crying with snot and tears all over his face. The beggar shrank back as if trying to hide. "Take him back?"