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

Xia Chu glanced at him sideways, thinking he was weird. She said with disdain, "Who asked your name? You hit my head! And you just ran away like that without even an apology. That's too much!"

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I..." Zhao Huazhang touched his body. He didn't bring any money with him today. "Wait a moment."

Qingsong looked over curiously, not understanding why the young master didn't let him follow.

Zhao Huazhang returned to his private room and spread his hands, "Take out all the money."

"What do you want to buy, young master?" Qingsong took off his purse and placed it in his palm.

"Don't worry about it." Zhao Huazhang opened it and took a look, but couldn't see how much silver there was. Never mind, he would take it to apologize first.

Qingsong was about to follow when the young master turned around and pointed at him, "Don't follow me."

What is the master going to do? Have you spent all the money? The tea bill hasn't been paid yet.

Zhao Huazhang stuffed the bag of silver into Xia Chu's pocket and said, "I don't know if it's enough for the medical expenses. I'll bring you more next time. Are you willing to play with me?"

Dong Xiaohuan was completely bewildered. If he was so honest, why did he run away after hitting someone that day?

Xia Chu was also confused by this operation. The bag of money in his hand was not light, obviously there was a lot of it.

"Last time, I didn't mean to hit you last time. I apologize to you." Zhao Huazhang's eyes fell on the table, and he glanced at the girl opposite from time to time.

Is it so easy to apologize? Xia Chu blinked her eyes. She was so quick to admit her mistake that she felt embarrassed to curse. She looked back at Dong Xiaohuan, not knowing what to do.

"Since you know you were wrong and didn't do it on purpose," Dong Xiaohuan considered her words, "then let it go. My daughter has suffered greatly for this and has been bedridden for several days. We'll accept the money and let this matter go."

Although Zhao Huazhang had been a mischievous child, he had rarely hurt anyone, mostly because he hadn't used the right amount of force. Hearing that the little girl had been bedridden for several days, the bloodied image of that day still vividly flashed through his mind, and he felt even more guilty. He mumbled, "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Seeing his attitude, Xia Chu didn't want to bother with it. "Let's forget about it. Don't throw things at people carelessly next time." Thinking of the pearl that was so hot, she didn't want to keep it for herself. "The pearl you threw at me that day was very valuable. Let's set a date and I'll return it to you."

"Pearl?" Zhao Huazhang thought for a moment before remembering it was the one on Luo Shanshan's head. He couldn't possibly return it, and holding it was useless. He said nonchalantly, "It's not that valuable. Don't want it. I'll give it to you to play with."

"Give it to me?" One thousand taels of pearls! Is that so generous? Xia Chu and Dong Xiaohuan looked at each other, both of them were shocked.

"Well, no one wants it, so I'll give it to you to play with." Zhao Huazhang said, sizing up the two people opposite him. They didn't look like they were from a wealthy family. "Since it's valuable, you can sell it to replenish your body. I saw you bleed a lot that day, so this is an apology."

"But you've already given me so much." Xia Chu looked at the purse in his hand, which was quite a bit. Could this be what a rich person is?

"This..." Dong Xiaohuan was a little hesitant. It was a bit difficult to accept such a generous gift from someone with no relatives or friends.

It would be a waste if you don’t accept it! Xia Chu looked at the God of Wealth with a smile, “Thank you.”

This smile was so sweet that I really wanted to steal it home and raise it myself. Zhao Huazhang clenched his fists, afraid that he would lose his composure and pinch that cute little face. "No, no, you're welcome. Where is your home? Can I ask you out to play next time?"

This made Dong Xiaohuan alert. "This young man is obviously the young master of a wealthy family. My daughter and the young master are not of the same kind. Besides, there is a difference between men and women. I'm afraid it's not suitable."

Zhao Huazhang realized that his words were a bit rude and scratched his hair in frustration, but he was unwilling to give up. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, "Was the person who was traveling with her those days her brother?"

Why is Big Brother mentioned again? "Yes."

Zhao Huazhang had an idea in his mind, "It's okay, I'll leave first."

As he walked out the door, he suddenly realized, if his parents were there, why would they be in the deserted house? Could there be something fun over there? Then why were those people still there?

"Mom! How much is this?" Xia Chu closed the door and excitedly handed the purse to Dong Xiaohuan.

"Let me see," Dong Xiaohuan poured out the silver. There were about ten copper coins, and the silver weighed about twenty taels.

Xia Chu couldn't help laughing and whispered, "We'll each have half! Let's ask our uncle to sell the pearl and buy a small house for the brothers to live in."

Her generosity left Dong Xiaohuan at a loss for words. "Mother doesn't want this. You earned it by getting hurt. Keep it for yourself." Then she thought, this child, I don't know if she's unlucky or lucky. If she's unlucky, she got such a large sum of money. If she's lucky, she got hit on the head for no reason.

"Please keep it, keep it..." Xia Chu shook her arm coquettishly.

"Let's talk about it when we get home." Dong Xiaohuan put the money away. "Look, the dragon boat will be coming back soon."

On the way home, the two called Xia Tian to come home and eat zongzi.

I tried rice dumplings for the first time in early summer and found that they didn’t taste as weird as I had imagined. Instead, they were very delicious and I fell in love with them right away!

In the past, the few of them had rarely eaten white rice dumplings in the summer. After all, glutinous rice was expensive, and most people only made two a year to satisfy the occasion.

The salty, fragrant meat mixed with the soft, sticky rice was so delicious that Xia Tian had to exert great effort to restrain himself from gobbling it up. The difficult struggles of the past few years seemed to fade away, like a layer of mist.

He once heard that people don't always stay at the bottom of the valley, and there will always be a time to go up. He thought, he has been at the bottom of the valley for so many years, is he finally coming out now?

Xia Chu insisted on giving the money. After discussing it with Wang Yong, Dong Xiaohuan decided to keep it for her and save it for her dowry in the future.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, Dong Xiaohuan and Xia Chu finally started setting up a pancake stall.

Dong Xiaohuan was up early in the morning, before daybreak, mixing the batter and frying the crispy dough. The grains had been ground the day before, and she added shrimp powder to the sauce as Xia Chu had suggested, which made it much more delicious.

The Wang family's breakfast was pancakes. Wang Yong ate five in a row and drank a large bowl of rice soup before wiping his mouth in satisfaction and going out.

Wang's pancake stall was set up by the bridge. Xia Chu picked up a pancake and ate it on a small stool. Someone passing by would shout, "Delicious pancakes, fragrant and crispy, five cents each."

"Little girl, you're eating something so delicious! What's this new thing? And you even add fruit?" A man who was about to go to work stopped. He usually just had a quick bite outside in the morning and was tired of eating anything else. Seeing how delicious Xia Chu was eating, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Crispy fruit! Fried! So fragrant!" Xia Chu showed him the one in her hand, "Uncle, would you like one?"

"Well, have one." Five coins could buy a large bowl of noodles, but the little girl's smile was so sweet that it was hard to refuse. "How big is the pancake?"

"This griddle is this big, and eggs are added. If uncle is worried that he won't be full, he can add an extra fried egg. It's delicious, and one cent each." Her voice was childish, but her articulation was very clear.

"Try one, but don't add the omelette yet." The man counted out five copper coins and said in a teasing tone, "Can you count? Can you count correctly?"

"No need to count. A kind-looking man like Uncle wouldn't lie to a little girl like me, right, Mom?" Five is not worth counting; you can tell at a glance. But Xia Chu played along, praising him, focusing on maximizing the emotional value.