The small box was filled with small banknotes, coins, and other small change. Because Yinyin had difficulty communicating with the outside world, she didn't go to the bank to exchange them for larger denomination banknotes.

In fact, Yinyin has been deaf since birth and cannot hear any sound. In people's cognition, deafness and dumbness are often closely linked.

Since they cannot hear any sound, they naturally cannot learn to speak.

However, her parents made great efforts to prevent her from becoming a mute.

They hired a professional speech trainer and continued to teach her at home. After several years of hard work, Yinyin finally learned to read lips at the age of eight.

When someone talks to her, she only needs to watch the movement of the other person's lips to understand what the other person means and make an accurate response.

After Yinyin's parents passed away, she lived on her own on the money they left behind.

However, as time went by, she became successful in learning the flute and was able to go out and perform to earn money to support herself.

Now, Yinyin has grown up and the ten years of rent paid by her parents have expired.

He opened the small box, counted out enough money to pay for next month's rent and put it aside.

After counting the remaining money, she felt happy. She sorted it out and put it back into the small box. Then, she lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

At this time, Pig Stable City seemed particularly peaceful in the stillness of the night. The bright moonlight shone down, the stars twinkled, and everything seemed so harmonious.

……

"Landlady, why is there no water?" Jiangbao shouted loudly. Some neighbors went out to look and saw a figure swaying outside the window. Yinyin also woke up.

I couldn’t sleep last night, so I slept a little more deeply this morning.

"Don't think I won't hit you just because you're handsome!" The landlady slapped the guy away and then scolded everyone who owed rent one by one.

The crowd dispersed like birds, and Yinyin stood guard at the landlady's door.

"Yinyin, what's the matter so early?" When the landlady saw the girl at her door, her voice lowered several degrees and her throat became clenched.

Yinyin smiled and said, "Aunt Si, I'm here to pay next month's rent."

"Oh, how can you be so good!" The landlady smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry."

"I can make money." Yinyin handed the money in her hand to the landlady, "Thank you, Fourth Aunt and Second Uncle, for taking care of me for so many years."

"Oh, don't talk about that." The landlady smiled and asked with concern, "Hello, have you had breakfast?"

"I'll go eat in a minute."

"Would you like to come to my house and eat something?"

"No, I'll go out to work after breakfast."

"Well, go ahead!"

……

A wonderful day starts with tofu pudding and fried dough sticks. Yinyin starts her daily work with full energy.

Under the big tree, a girl in a white shirt and plaid skirt gently closed her eyes and began to play the flute. Her fingers holding the flute were delicate and slender.

The sound of the flute is like a plaintive lament, and the lingering sound is endless. The sad melody seems to be telling an ancient and sorrowful story, which makes people immersed in it.

In the sound of the flute, people seem to see a lonely traveler, carrying a bag, walking silently on a long road. His eyes are full of fatigue and confusion, and he doesn't know where his destination is.

Suddenly, a light rain began to fall from the sky. The traveler stopped and looked up at the sky. A trace of helplessness and sadness appeared on his face, as if he was lamenting the injustice of fate.

The flute continued to play, and the traveler's thoughts drifted. He thought of his family and friends, and recalled the happy times he had had. Yet, now he was alone, wandering in this strange place.

The rain was getting heavier, and the traveler had to look for a place to take shelter. He walked into a dilapidated temple, which was empty. He found a corner and sat down, quietly looking at the rain outside the temple.

After an unknown amount of time, the rain stopped. The traveler stood up and walked out of the temple. He gazed into the distance, his heart filled with hope and courage. He knew his journey wasn't over yet; he had to keep going, searching for his dream.

After the song, applause broke out and the bowl in front of Yinyin was filled with people's tips.

Yinyin smiled and bowed to everyone to express her gratitude. Although she could not hear the applause, she could feel everyone's support and encouragement.

She packed her things and prepared to leave when a little boy ran over and handed her a note that said, "Sister, your flute playing is so beautiful. I hope you can keep playing." Yinyin looked at the note and smiled and nodded at the boy.

A car was parked on the street, and inside was a man smoking. Amidst the smoke, he quietly gazed out the window, his gaze settling on Yin Yin, who was not far away.

"Brother Chen, what do you think of that girl? Does she suit your taste? Do you want me to send someone to bring her here?" The master at the side asked flatteringly with a lewd smile on his face.

Brother Chen took a deep breath of cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke without saying a word, but the interest in his eyes grew stronger.

Upon seeing this, the master quickly winked at his younger brother in the passenger seat. The younger brother understood what he meant and immediately opened the car door and strode towards Yinyin.

At this time, Yinyin had just packed up and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a man in a suit appeared in front of her and stretched out his arms to grab her.

Yinyin reacted quickly, raised the bench in his hand and smashed it hard on the other person's arm, then turned around and ran away.

"Damn it! What a waste!" Brother Chen cursed.

Before Brother Chen gave any order, the master ordered the other brothers to chase after him.

At the same time, the vehicle started and followed closely behind.

As she ran, Yinyin looked back from time to time and found that the number of people chasing her was increasing, and her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

She quickened her pace, her skirt fluttering in the wind, and she specifically chose corridors and alleys as her escape routes. Her figure was light and agile, like a nimble civet cat, skillfully traversing various narrow and dangerous places.

After more than two hours of chasing, Yinyin finally succeeded in shaking off all those who were chasing her.

She was panting, holding her knees with her hands, trying to steady her breathing. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, but she didn't stop.

"Damn it! Which bastard hates me?" Yin Yin cursed softly. She thought of the men's clothing, and a wave of anger and confusion welled up in her. Their style reminded her of members of the Axe Gang.

Since defeating the Crocodile Gang, the Axe Gang has become the most powerful gang in Shanghai. Known for their arrogance and rampant crimes, they even collude with the local police. Faced with such a powerful gang, ordinary people can only choose silence and patience.

However, the Axe Gang is not an ordinary gang. They have strict organizational discipline and even have their own dreams.

Rogues are not scary, what is scary is that these rogues actually have culture?!

It was the power of this culture that allowed the Axe Gang to rise rapidly and bring most areas under its control.

Yinyin was thinking about her future. The Axe Gang had a wide range of influence, and she was worried that she would be threatened by them wherever she went.

Just yesterday, Yinyin had just counted the money he had earned with great difficulty, but he didn't expect that today he would be facing the dilemma of losing his source of income.

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