The morning dew is heavy.

Su Qiao and Lu Xiang are following the same old path again.

I heard it's much faster here.

It's just that no one has passed by for a long time, and it's overgrown with weeds.

The grass is as tall as a person.

Both of their clothes were a little wet.

A mountain breeze blew, and it was a bit chilly.

Fortunately, the two of them quickly got out of the area.

Su Qiao looked down.

Even in the dim light, it was clear that many people were gathered together at the foot of the mountain.

The rest of the road has already been cleared.

It's exceptionally easy to walk on.

They arrived at the market quickly.

It was only just dawn, and this place was already packed with people.

Everyone was wearing clothes of similar colors, and at first glance, they looked like they had all been copied and pasted.

It's just a matter of how many patches there are.

It looks dusty and gray.

The surrounding noise was very loud.

This time, Lu Xiang dared not let go, and dragged Su Qiao around the whole time.

There are many things at the market.

There were so many stalls that it was impossible to squeeze in.

Surrounded by layers upon layers of people.

A child was crying and demanding a piece of chicken cake, but was pulled back by his father.

Speaking in his local dialect, Su Qiao only understood two words: "thief".

It's probably a tactic used to threaten children.

The man had barely finished speaking.

A person not far away suddenly started running.

After being intercepted, he quickly ran towards Su Qiao's direction.

Su Qiao pulled Lu Xiang back a few steps.

"Stop thief!"

A loud, clear voice came from behind.

Su Qiao saw that the man was indeed holding a purse, so she stuck out one foot.

The man tripped over the wall and his wallet fell out of his hand.

He quickly got up, wanting to pick up the things and run.

Su Qiao walked over casually and tripped the man as he stood up.

There were too many people around, and the thief didn't even realize that Su Qiao was the one who did it.

The crowd behind them gradually drew closer.

He knew he was finished; his identity had been completely exposed.

The room was surrounded by middle-aged men.

He had no choice but to try to squeeze through the legs of the group.

But Su Qiao intercepted them one by one.

It's like playing whack-a-mole.

Su Qiao's main strength is her unerring accuracy.

This leaves thieves nowhere to hide.

Seeing that he wasn't behaving himself, the older men delivered a powerful slam, slamming the thief face-first to the ground.

The two men held his hands and feet tightly.

Just then, the old lady finally caught up.

Overjoyed to have his wallet returned, he checked its contents and, finding everything still there, turned and began cursing the thief on the ground.

Everyone chimed in with their own comments.

The elderly woman stood on the moral high ground and condemned the thief's actions.

The thief was completely bewildered and, for the first time in his life, looked forward to the arrival of the police.

At first, only people who wanted to help gathered around.

Soon, a group of people who love to join in the fun gathered together.

A group of people who had rushed to the market couldn't help but stop and watch when they saw this scene.

They surrounded the thief in layers, making it a tight encirclement.

Before Su Qiao and Lu Xiang could even hesitate, they were surrounded by a crowd.

It was somewhat both funny and exasperating.

People dispersed only after the police arrived and took the people away.

Su Qiao and Lu Xiang were then able to leave the encirclement.

Both of them looked a little disheveled.

We smiled knowingly at each other.

"I won't dare to watch this spectacle next time."

"Who can argue with that?"

The two straightened their hair a little and then started shopping again.

But it only took a short while.

They returned to the stall that they couldn't squeeze into before, but there was no one there anymore.

The two had no choice but to return home with regret.

Today's shopping haul: 0

After saying goodbye to Lu Xiang, Su Qiao suddenly noticed someone standing at the entrance of her courtyard.

Tall and upright.

He stood ramrod straight, as if he were standing at attention in the military.

Even from behind, it's pleasing to the eye.

As she got closer, she realized that the person looked very familiar.

Could it be...?

She tentatively called out, "Brother?"

"You've lost weight." Su Ming's voice trembled slightly.

Su Qiao's palms were slightly sweaty. She hadn't expected to see her older brother so soon, and suddenly felt a sense of trepidation, like being close to home.

She opened the door and led the person inside.

Su Ming looked her up and down, thinking to herself that her younger sister had really changed a lot.

Su Qiao tried to remain calm, but when she looked up, she saw the bloodshot eyes of Su Ming and felt a pang of heartache.

This place is quite far from his unit; it takes a long time to get here by train. Could it be that he's so exhausted from all this to come see her?

"Big brother, did you not sleep well?"

Su Ming paused in her survey of the house.

He lowered his head slightly and rubbed his eyes.

"No, that's not true. My eyes just got sand in them and I rubbed them until they were red."

Su Ming would never admit that he was thrilled to see his obedient and gentle younger sister back.

On the way here, he was worried the whole way, afraid that it was all a dream. When he arrived in the countryside, he could still only see that "fake sister" who was like a revenge machine.

Those three years, their whole family had no idea how they got through them.

Su Qiao understood the hidden meaning in his words.

As I turned to pour the tea, I carefully added a drop of spiritual spring water.

My older brother is also a soldier; he could be in danger at any time.

Hopefully, this drop will help improve his physical condition, at least enabling him to save himself if he encounters danger.

Su Ming accepted the tea.

It's just plain water, but it tastes a little sweet.

Su Ming couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder it's water poured by my sister herself, it tastes so good."

Su Qiao's worries were completely relieved, and she gradually found her footing in the relationship.

After drinking the water, Su Ming wandered around the yard.

Looking at the bare yard and the kitchen full of utensils, but with no signs of use.

Su Ming suddenly had a headache.

"Qiaoqiao, don't tell me you've been eating raw food all this time." Su Ming looked her up and down, feeling increasingly closer to the truth.

"No wonder, you're so thin you're practically skin and bones."

Su Qiao raised her hand and pinched her cheek. It was still fleshy.

She thought it was normal.

Su Ming couldn't see it that way; she felt a deep sense of guilt and turned to walk out the door.

Before Su Qiao could stop him, he had vanished without a trace.

After she finished cleaning the stove, she boiled a kettle of water.

The latch on the door clicked.

Su Ming's voice then came in.

"Little sister, look what I bought for you!"

Su Qiao obediently walked out of the kitchen and saw a chicken that had already been slaughtered.

Following the Su family's custom, Su Qiao was asked to introduce what seasonings were in each jar.

They were kicked out.

The kitchen doors were all closed.

It has to be said that the eldest brother is quite skilled at cooking.

The familiar taste, it really tastes like mom's cooking.

After dinner, Su Ming looked at Su Qiao, who was eating with great relish, and her eyes were full of satisfaction.

Only a real young woman would show such a genuine expression when eating.