Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

"How could you do this? Cutting in line!"

"Stop meddling in my business and keep quiet, or I'll fucking beat you up!"

"You come out here!"

"..."

Suddenly a commotion arose ahead, sounding like people arguing. Judging from the tone of the argument, it seemed like someone was cutting in line. Zhao Lian quickly went to investigate.

A burly man tried to squeeze in front of a young woman, but an old woman wouldn't tolerate him and kept pushing him away.

"You old hag, do you want a beating?" The man got angry as his wife repeatedly ruined his plans.

"Mind your own business like a dog catching a mouse! I think you're tired of living!" The man was furious and raised his fist, which was about to land on the old woman.

Zhao Lian reacted swiftly, her figure flashing as she instantly appeared in front of the old woman. She grabbed the man's hand, pulled it forward, and with a click, the man's hand went limp and fell to his side.

"what!!!"

The man screamed in pain, clutching his shoulder and hopping on the spot.

Zhao Lian asked with a stern face, "What exactly happened?"

“Young lady, I recognize this man. He had already cut his share of the meat, but he still tried to cut in line in front of me. I didn’t let him get away with it, but he still went and cut in line in front of this young lady.”

The old woman was talking animatedly, gesturing wildly as she recounted what had happened. Apparently, the man had stood in front of her twice, but the old woman had pushed him away each time.

Knowing he was in the wrong, the man didn't dare to shout. Later, he decided to cut in line in front of a little girl.

The young girl was too timid to utter a sound, which secretly pleased the man, but he never expected that the old woman would still target him.

The old woman wasn't going to tolerate him. She stepped forward and pulled him out, which led to the scene at the beginning.

"Did you already receive the meat?" Zhao Lian asked, standing in front of the man.

"I'm right, he really did receive the meat." Afraid that Zhao Lian wouldn't believe her, the old woman repeatedly patted her chest to assure her.

"Yes! I think I saw it too!"

"That's right! I saw it just now too. He was complaining that the other person got too little! He was arguing with them for a bit."

Someone in the queue spoke up, confirming that the man had indeed received the meat.

Zhao Lian hadn't expected that even though she was watching very carefully, someone would still manage to sneak in. Luckily, the eyes of the crowd were sharp; she hadn't seen it herself, but many others had.

"A few pieces of meat aren't even enough to fill a tooth gap!" The man finally came to his senses and retorted confidently.

"What more do you want? We're already lucky to have anything to eat, and you're complaining it's not enough!"

"Exactly! You've already eaten, and we haven't even had a chance to eat yet!"

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions.

Zhao Lian didn't hold back anymore, giving the man a stern look: "Alright! You better go somewhere cool and stay there, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

The man cried, "Why won't I control my hand? Is it broken? Waaah~"

Zhao Lian said impatiently, "Aren't you supposed to be so capable? What are you crying for, you're a grown man? You look decent enough, but you do this kind of thing. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

"Woooooooo..."

Unexpectedly, the man actually started crying, sobbing with snot and tears streaming down his face: "I'm starving, I'm afraid people will laugh at me? I haven't eaten for three days, can't you see how hungry I am?"

This left everyone speechless. The man was as strong as an ox, yet he claimed to have lost weight from hunger.

Zhao Lian frowned: "Stop crying here, go cry somewhere else."

Unexpectedly, the man cried even louder: "What am I going to do with my hand? You broke my hand, how am I supposed to survive if I keep looking for food like this?"

"Wow wow wow~"

Seeing the tall, sturdy man clutching his shoulder, crying and looking as aggrieved as a child, everyone found it amusing.

"Alright, look at you, so tall and strong, crying like a coward, so pathetic!" Zhao Lian couldn't help but want to laugh, thinking this in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. Zhao Lian felt like she was about to suffer internal injuries from holding it in.

"What are you crying for? It's obvious at a glance that your hand isn't broken at all, it's just dislocated." The old woman looked at the man sideways.

"What? My hand isn't broken?" The man's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this.

"Of course!" the old woman said proudly. "My husband used to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor specializing in bone injuries. I followed him for decades and learned a little bit of the skills."

Zhao Lian was immediately surprised. She hadn't expected this old woman to be so insightful, able to tell at a glance that the man's hand wasn't broken, but rather dislocated.

"Auntie, I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I'm so sorry for offending you. Please, do you have any way to heal my hand? I'll kowtow to you!" the man said, kowtowing several times.

"Come here!"

The man quickly stepped forward. The old woman didn't say much, but took his hand, touched his shoulder, twisted it gently, and then pushed him up.

"Ah~"

The man let out a scream, his brows furrowing in pain.

The old woman rolled her eyes: "What are you yelling about? You can't even handle this little bit of pain! Try it again now."

The man tentatively moved his shoulder, then was immediately shocked.

Hey~

My hand can actually move now, and it really doesn't hurt anymore.

"It's okay, my hand is really okay!" The man jumped up happily.

"Auntie, thank you so much." The man expressed his heartfelt gratitude, no longer the fierce and menacing figure he had been at the beginning.

The old woman nodded: "Alright, go stand over there! Don't embarrass yourself here."

Zhao Lian walked up to the old woman, her face full of admiration: "Auntie, I didn't expect you to be so amazing. You have a sharp eye and you recognized it at a glance. And your bone-setting technique is quite professional."

The old woman said with a serious face, "Young lady, you really flatter me. I am not as capable as you say. But you, at such a young age, your bone-dislocating technique is just right. It is truly remarkable that you can do it so smoothly and perfectly."

These few words made Zhao Lian think more highly of the old woman; she hadn't expected that appearances could be deceiving.

The meat distribution was not affected and was quickly completed. In the end, there was very little left, and the rest naturally went to the horse owner. No one had any other complaints.

Many people finished eating and rested for a while before continuing their journey. It was almost evening, and Zhao Lian decided to stay and rest for the night, a plan that was agreed upon by everyone.

Now that all the Marcos are dead, they can only walk. It's not a big deal for adults, but there are still little kids, and Ling Yun only gave birth a little over a month ago, and her son is still very young.

The continuous travel over the past few days has left everyone exhausted, and no one wants to talk anymore, to avoid wasting their energy.