I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

The Huichun Hall in my memory had been burned to a complete blackness, and the surrounding houses were left with only broken walls and ruins.

"Doctor Zhou and his family..."

If nothing unexpected happens, it must be the work of Wanhetang. Not only did they force the people to the west of the city, they also burned them down. It was too vicious.

"Girl, this place is not peaceful, please leave quickly."

The sudden sound startled her. When she turned around, she saw that the door behind her was slightly open, and an elderly woman with only half of her face exposed. After whispering a warning, she closed the door from the inside.

"..."

Before Song An Ning had a chance to speak, the sound of the man's footsteps gradually receded could be heard from inside.

At the entrance of the alley, the peddler's shouting came from far away.

Song Anning hurried forward. The peddler went from street to street and was well-informed.

"What would you like to buy, young lady? I have newly made hair ties and fine cotton thread, all at rock-bottom prices."

The peddler greeted us warmly and deftly opened the wooden box he was carrying, which was filled with some small needlework items.

"I want these hair ties."

"Okay, I see that the girl has an extraordinary demeanor and unique vision, and my hairbands are all the best..."

Song An Ning was not in a hurry to pay, but asked quietly: "Brother, this Huichuntang..."

The peddler immediately understood what she meant. He looked around to see if there was anyone around, then he said in a low voice:

"There's not even a fire left. Oh, that's miserable...

Doctor Zhou and his family were about to move out and were in the process of selling their house when this happened."

"Is that person okay?"

The peddler didn't say anything, but smiled obscenely.

"Girl, it's not easy to make money in this town right now. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old son. This news can also earn me some money to support my family, right?"

"..."

He bought ten hairbands but was still not satisfied. He was greedy and wanted to ask for more.

Song An Ning counted out twenty copper coins from her purse and handed them to the peddler.

"This is money for the hairband. As for the rest..."

He shook the purse in his hand, and the copper coins inside collided with each other, making a clattering sound.

"I do things based on my mood. If I'm happy, I'll give you as much money as you want!"

After hearing this, the peddler smiled even more flatteringly, with an expression that he understood immediately, and told everything he knew like pouring out beans from a bamboo tube.

"Oh, Shopkeeper Zhou disappeared without a trace. The mother and daughter are left living in a shack in the slums. It's not a life for human beings.

Even though the family is in such a state, the neighbors still won't let go and go there to ask for money every day.

But since their house was burned down, they should be paid.”

After saying that, the peddler was full of anticipation, and he consciously put his hands together, ready for Song An Ning to give him some money.

"Wow, wow, this is too tragic for Dr. Zhou's family. Such sad news. I'm not happy. I'm leaving."

"..."

Song An Ning grabbed her purse and turned away. Don't accuse her of being stingy. Ten ordinary hairbands cost six cents, and these ten of his cost twenty cents, more than double the price. She still wanted more? She was dreaming.

After using the physical fitness pill, she walked very fast. In a few breaths, she was out of the alley and disappeared, leaving the peddler standing there in the wind, looking disheveled.

Damn it, he was such a smart guy, but he was fooled by a little girl!

On the way, Song Anning was very confused. Why did Doctor Zhou disappear? Her own father also disappeared inexplicably. Was it all Wanhetang's fault?

And there was Zhou Nanxing. She still remembered how brilliant and dazzling Zhou Nanxing was in a red dress. Such a bright woman going to the slums was like a little fat sheep entering a pack of wolves.

A house in the town costs at least several hundred taels of silver. How can the mother and daughter pay back the money?

She just felt regretful. It looked like Wanhetang had already set its sights on the mother and daughter, and she couldn't help. The Zhou family's matter was too big, and she didn't have the ability to help.

The pier in front of me stands quietly by the river, with bluestone steps extending into the water. Several wooden boats are docked on the shore, swaying gently with the ups and downs of the river.

The porters were busy shuttling between the ship and the dock, carrying boxes of goods on their shoulders and in their hands, unloading them from the ship. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, but their faces were filled with simple smiles.

In the original owner's memory, Song Feng and Song Zeyu often came to the dock to carry large bags, and they could earn fifty or sixty copper coins a day.

"Whose little girl is this? Is the pier where you came from?"

"Move aside, move aside, this big bag can crush you to death, get out of the way."

"Whose fat girl is this? Go home now. Look at all the men on the dock. They're so brave to come here alone."

Most of the porters were middle-aged men with daughters at home. When they saw Song An Ning appear, they kindly gave her a few words of advice.

She also accepted their kindness, but what about that fat girl? She has lost five or six pounds in the past two days, okay?

"Uncle, is there a boat going to the beach today?"

Her question was not a big deal. A few people looked at the bag she was carrying and started to lecture her with a frown.

"Girl, you ran away from home without telling your family, right?"

"Still want to go to the beach? Why don't you go to heaven?"

"These children nowadays don't know how hard it is for adults to earn money. We gave them good food and drink, but they still threw a tantrum and ran away. Go back and apologize to your parents."

"..."

This was the first time Song An Ning felt so powerless. Uncle, why don’t you listen to my excuses first?

"Uncle, I'm here to look for my dad. Something happened to him over there, and he's in danger of dying. Woo woo woo..."

"What about your mother? Is there no one at home anymore? And you, a little girl, run out to find someone."

"My mother has gone crazy. Our family has no money for her treatment, so we can only drag it out. My younger brothers and sisters, who just learned to walk, can't even afford to eat..."

Song Anning burst into tears. Everyone looked at her with sympathy, their hearts aching. We were all poor people, so who had it easier than the other...

At this time, Song Zeyuan, who was sitting at home with his legs crossed and eating rabbit meat, sneezed loudly, wiped his nose, and continued to attack the rabbit legs.

"..."

"Oh, poor kid, I'm sorry for you."

"There happens to be a ship going to the coast. I know the owner of the ship, so I can talk to him and get him to take you there at a low price."

"Thank you, thank you uncle, I kneel down for you."

Song An Ning lowered her head and smelled the onion in her arms, crying even harder and about to kneel down.

The porters quickly gave her some support and waved their hands to tell her to be nice.

One of them trotted over to a boat, said a few words to the steward, and ran back smiling.

"Girl, the steward said thirty copper coins are enough. Come on board and have a safe journey."

"Go quickly, little girl. I hope you can find your father soon."

"Thank you uncles, these are the steamed buns I made myself, share them among you."

After thanking a few people again, Song An Ning went on board, gave the steward thirty copper coins, found a corner at the stern, and sat on the ground.

The big ship slowly sailed towards the center of the river. Several stevedores on the shore waved to the ship and casually broke open the steamed buns and tried to stuff them into their mouths.

But he found an oil-paper package inside the steamed bun. When he opened it, he saw five small silver beans lying there quietly.

"This……"

The five of them looked at each other in bewilderment. That tiny silver bean was worth about sixty or seventy copper coins, more than they could earn by carrying a whole day's worth of bags. Was this what she meant by not having enough to eat? This girl...

Song An Ning looked through the railing at the few people standing there stupidly with steamed buns in their hands and smiled slightly.

People helped sincerely, and she would be rewarded rationally. She didn't like to owe anyone, except for the peddler.

The wind started to blow on the boat. Song Anning tried to reduce her presence, huddled in a corner and quietly looked at the rolling hills on the opposite bank and the rippling river.

Suddenly, a light laugh was heard and Song An Ning turned around.

When she saw who was coming, she jumped up instantly, and a chill spread throughout her body.