Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

Cheng Yueli sat in a corner of the tea stall, her little face full of sorrow.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, her bright eyes had lost their luster, and there were still some crystals hanging on her long eyelashes, as if she was trying hard not to let the tears fall.

Her little hands rested weakly on her legs, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the hem of her skirt, the smooth hem of her skirt being wrinkled, and the waist where her beloved purse should have been tied was now empty.

"That purse was made for me by my sister herself, and it contains my favorite little dragonfly and butterfly!"

"That thief is so mean! Why did he steal my things?"

There was a hint of crying in Cheng Yueli's complaining voice, which made her look particularly pitiful in the noisy tea stall.

In the past, the family was poor and it was difficult to even have a full meal, let alone buy her any fun and fashionable gadgets. Later, when she moved up the mountain and lived in a cave, although she had enough food and drink, she also had no access to any interesting things.

Even that small purse of things was made by Cheng Yuntao specifically to make her happy. Each one of them carried beautiful memories between the sisters.

Those things themselves are not worth much, but to Cheng Yueli, they are priceless treasures.

Seeing his sister in a low mood, Cheng Jingzhu hurried to comfort her: "Don't be sad, Xiaoli, the thief was discovered by my master as soon as he made a move just now!"

"They must have caught the thief by now, and the purse will definitely be recovered!"

Seeing her brother's determined expression, Cheng Yueli felt a little better. She sniffed, picked up the tea bowl, and took two sips of hot tea.

Zhou Xiufang sighed helplessly and touched Cheng Yueli's head.

It's really unbelievable! How could I have just arrived in Junhua City and already encountered thieves? I don't know whether the days ahead will be peaceful or not...

After calming his sister down, Cheng Jingzhu sat in the tea stall, holding the steaming tea bowl steadily in his hands, his eyes casually wandering around the street.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and at the end of the distant road, the figures of Cheng Yuntao and Jiang Yu gradually came into view.

The two walked side by side, their steps hurried, their sleeves swaying gently in the breeze, and gradually walked towards the tea stall.

A hint of joy flashed across Cheng Jingzhu's face. He sat up straight, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and fixed his eyes on the two people who were getting closer and closer.

But when his gaze shifted downwards, he was stunned. Why was his sister holding the little beggar's hand?

Just when Cheng Jingzhu was stunned, Cheng Yuntao had already brought people to them. He didn't care about anything else and quickly stood up and called for help.

"Sister! Master! You're back!"

Cheng Jingzhu was just a half-grown child. When he saw that the little beggar was not only not beaten up, but was also holding the hand of his own sister, he felt uncomfortable all of a sudden.

The suspicious eyes moved back and forth on Shaobing's body, looking very repulsive. Shaobing did not have a good face for him and glared back at him without any hesitation.

"you!"

Cheng Jingzhu gritted his teeth, took two steps forward, pushed Shaobing away, and stretched out his hand to protect Cheng Yuntao behind him.

"Stay away from my sister!"

Cheng Yuntao didn't expect that such a small action would cause such a storm. She hurried forward to stop it, pulled Xiaozhu and Xiaoli behind her, and briefly explained what had just happened.

After understanding the situation, Cheng Jingzhu's expression looked better and the atmosphere was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before.

"Xiao Li, this is your purse, keep it."

Cheng Yuntao handed the purse she had brought back earlier to Cheng Yueli, indicating that she should put the things away.

Cheng Yueli was very happy to see her purse returned intact. She opened the purse and saw that the bamboo trinket inside was still there. Her originally depressed mood immediately improved a lot.

Shaobing stood beside Cheng Yuntao, watching the whole process of Cheng Yueli's "change from gloomy to sunny", scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly, lowered his head, trying to reduce his presence.

"Xiao Li, Shao Bing has realized that taking your purse was wrong. He wants to come and apologize to you and hopes to get your forgiveness."

Cheng Yuntao noticed Shaobing's little action, helped to speak first, then gently touched his shoulder and gave him an encouraging look.

Shaobing walked forward somewhat awkwardly, and when he looked up he saw Cheng Yueli's serious eyes. After a brief struggle, he spoke at a very fast speed.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stolen your purse. I hope you can forgive me." After saying that, he closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, as if he was afraid to face the next answer.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the hawking sounds along the street became vague. Shaobing's heart was pounding with nervousness, and he didn't know why.

Even when he was caught and beaten half to death, he never felt this way.

For the first time, after making a mistake, he faced not a punch as big as a sandbag, but a serious look from the other party. But it was this look, which seemed to have no weight, that almost made him breathless.

Shaobing originally thought that he was so bad that he didn't have any conscience left.

But it was not until today that he realized that this damn conscience had emerged from some corner, driving him to follow and do these stupid things.

After waiting for a long time without receiving any reply, Shaobing thought that the other party didn't want to pay attention to him. He laughed at himself and said in a self-deprecating manner.

"Can you please do something more quickly? If you can't do anything, you can beat me up, but don't waste my time here anymore."

"I work two jobs a day, and then I have to beg for food!"

Just as he complained, something was suddenly stuffed into his hand. When he looked down, it was the same purse, but the contents had been taken out.

Shaobing looked up in surprise, only to see Cheng Yueli explaining to him seriously.

"I just heard from my sister that you said this purse is very similar to the one your mother made and you like it very much. In that case, I will give this purse to you. I will ask my sister to make another one for me some other day."

"But I can't give you the little gadgets inside. Don't try to take them anymore!"

Not only Shaobing, Cheng Yuntao was also a little surprised. This move was not her instruction, but Xiaoli's own choice.

"You...are you really willing to give me this purse?"

Shaobing held the purse in his hand, looking at the familiar style and pattern on it. He was so excited that his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Well, I'll give it to you, but you must not steal things again in the future. It's wrong."

I don’t know which word touched Shaobing, he ran away without looking back, holding his purse.

"Hey! This kid! He has no conscience. He just ran away like that?!"