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Sanniang likes to eat pork knuckles, and it must be pork knuckles made by Aunt Luo. She grew up eating.

But Aunt Luo shook her head, "It's always you who likes to eat pork knuckles and drinks a pot of warm wine, but you."

Cian Fujin laughed, as if he had heard some joke, and said mockingly: "But I don't like it a long time ago, since she liked it."

Ten years ago.

When she met Sanniang for the first time, Wuyan hadn't become a Fujin in the palace yet, she met Sanniang in her patched clothes.

For the first time, she felt that people were really incomparable.

Sanniang was wearing a white gauze dress, with large golden peonies embroidered on the cuffs, several green leaves drawn out by silver threads, a row of nude auspicious clouds at the hem, and a wide piece of pale pink brocade wrapped on her chest. The skirt of the long skirt is like a flower blooming when the body moves.

Wuyan had peeked at this dress countless times, and it was the treasure of the Nanshan Xiufang Town Store. Once she slipped in to touch it, and was beaten half to death.

Oh, at least she didn't die. Every time she thinks about that experience, Wuyan can't help but tremble, as if the old pain is still on her body. Even though the bruise has dissipated, there is no scar left on the skin, but the looked down upon eyes, She still clearly remembered that she was a beggar, an ant on the ground, thinking about things she shouldn't be thinking about.

And she looked down at her clothes, it was as thin as the white rice paper that the scholar wrote on, or even worse than that rice paper, because it was full of stains and even had countless patches.

"Kill this thief to death." The stall owner shouted angrily.

Wuyan wanted to laugh, so she laughed too, stepped on the bun a few times, the white bun was stained by the dust on the ground, Wuyan shook her sleeves and said arrogantly: "I didn't take your things."

As she said that, she was about to leave, but the stall owner grabbed her, "If you don't give me the bun money, believe it or not, I'll arrest you and see the official."

At this time, Wuyan was very grateful for the experience of being dragged to see officials countless times. Before seeing officials, she had to pay a sum of money. Most people would rather suffer a loss than toss. The money is those who report to officials.

Honest officials do exist, but Wuyan has never seen them.

She only saw the greedy faces of those people. People are greedy, and no one is selfless.

"Go if you have the ability. If you don't report to the police, you will be a puppy." Although Wuyan has said this many times, her eyes are still red, but only for a moment, and no one sees her. She has already lost her dignity .

Wuyan was violently pushed to the ground by the stall owner. The sharp stone cut through her thin clothes, and her tender skin was punctured, and red blood flowed out.

She tried her best to protect her head with her hands. This is the experience she gained from being kicked and hit a rock for half a month.

Sanniang was stunned by the scene of violence in front of her.

This is a scene she has never seen before. In her heart, girls are all sweet and white, soft and weak. Whoever speaks louder to her will make her eyes red.

It's just a bun, isn't it?

Sanniang looked at Wuyan's stubborn look and was surprised.

This was the first time she met a girl like this.