Ye Yao felt that this nobleman's son must not know what she was like in normal times, so he dared to turn his head and close his eyes to talk to her.

She used to be able to beat wild dogs with her fists, climb trees with her feet, and was an unrivaled food snatcher.

Qi Tianheng was amused. This was the first time someone snatched food from Brother Chen. "What we took wasn't yours. Why do you want it?"

This makes some sense!

Ye Yao immediately sat cross-legged opposite him, their eyes meeting, but the man opposite her didn't look at her, still facing her with his temple.

Ye Yao wasn't angry either, he just crossed his arms and shook his head, "How rude! How can you close your eyes when someone is asking you something?"

rude?

Qi Tianheng patted Yu Jiuchen, adding fuel to the fire without fear of death, "Brother, he said you were rude."

There are actually people in this world who say that Brother Chen is rude?

Yu Jiuchen opened his eyes. He was just a six-year-old child, but he had a maturity that did not belong to his age.

His dark pupils were filled with tranquility. He looked at Ye Yao quietly without a trace of emotion. "Why do you want my things?"

Is anyone trying to steal his things?

Ye Yao waved her hand. She also knew that having more friends meant having more paths. She smiled and said, "Don't be so mean. Make a friend, and then..."

"And then give you a steamed bun?"

Qi Tianheng shrank his neck and clicked his ears. "The abacus beads are flying on my face. Is your father an accountant?"

"I don't have a father."

"Then your mother..."

"I don't have a mother either."

"Your family..."

"I'm alone."

Okay, no more scolding.

Ye Yao continued to speak nicely to him, saying that she could bow her head for a steamed bun, after all, she and Zhong Ling had two mouths to feed.

"This is not a matter of whether it's a steamed bun or not."

"What is that?" Yu Jiuchen asked.

"It's about making friends. As long as we become friends, I will give you a mouthful of soup when I have a mouthful of meat." Ye Yao promised, his eyes shining.

Qi Tianheng was speechless: "Even Zhou Paopi couldn't peel as much as you. If you drink a mouthful of soup, my brother will have nothing left."

"Don't say such harsh words, we are all friends..."

Qi Tianheng: “…”

Yu Jiuchen took a steamed bun from the pile and handed it to her, "Don't bother me."

Ye Yao quickly hugged the steamed bun in his arms, smiling broadly, "You are such a good person, we will be friends from now on."

Yu Jiuchen: "..."

She is so noisy.

"My name is Ye Yao."

He opened his mouth and said, "Song Changfeng."

Qi Tianheng and the people around him understood that Brother Chen was still using a pseudonym.

"Brother Feng, I won't bother you anymore." Ye Yao knew the situation very well and ran away with the steamed bun he got.

Zhong Ling was already complaining about being hungry. If she ate the steamed buns she had saved up, she would have no food left.

He could only feed Zhong Ling by taking food from other big brothers' mouths.

Looking at the steamed buns she brought, Zhong Ling hugged Ye Yao and rubbed her head against her, "Yaoyao, I'm one year older than you, how come you are so much better than me?"

Ye Yao had just turned five when he was in Chunfeng Tower. Actually, he is already a five-year-old child now.

And Zhong Ling is already six years old.

She picked a harder bun and stuffed it into Zhong Ling's hand, saying she would save the soft bun for tomorrow. "Eat well."

Zhong Ling grunted as she bit the dry bun, managing to swallow it with some water.

Anyway, it’s better to have food than to go hungry.

The bald man left them there for a long time, and only left the underground when their wounds were almost healed.

After enduring such a long period of hardship, she no longer had any expectations for life.

They only had steamed buns and cold water every day. Their growing children had no nutrition at all. For them...

It's a luxury to survive in this hellhole.

On an auspicious and sunny day, the bald man finally stood on the steps and looked at them as if they were a group of ants.

Wherever he looked, his gaze was cold and icy: "Do you still want to escape from here?"

This question was asked.

Everyone looked at each other, then shook their heads blankly.

How dare they escape? Even if they did, they would still be in his grasp.

Those seven or eight people were shot through like hedgehogs and left in front of them all night. When they left in the morning, they were all stiff.

Staring at them with big eyes is the nightmare of their lives.

I dare not at all.

The fear in their hearts was all expressed on their faces, panic and fear filled their entire faces. The bald man nodded with satisfaction, "I'm Zhao Tu. From now on, you can call me Boss or Master Zhao. Do you understand?"

A group of "quails" said weakly: "I know, I know..."

They were no longer locked in a secret room, but were locked in a courtyard with two rooms separated.

One room for women and one room for men.

This courtyard is very large and is just one of the rooms in the mansion. Zhong Ling took out the dry steamed bun and felt very sad. The food she had treasured for several days had become so dry that she couldn't even bite it.

She wanted to cry so much. Before, she had never even looked at all the delicacies placed in front of her, but now she was crying over a steamed bun.

As soon as Ye Yao entered the room, he saw Zhong Ling wiping her tears with a steamed bun: "..."

The foot that stepped in then stepped out again, sorry to bother her, she will come back in a while.

Zhong Ling looked up at her, hiccuped, and her mouth was so flat that you could hang an oil bottle on it. "Yaoyao... I want to go home..."

She missed the crystal chicken, braised pork elbow, and fried duck at home...

I can’t think about it anymore, I’m starting to drool.

Ye Yao had no home and didn't know how to comfort her. "Then you think about it first. I'll go out and sit for a while."

Zhong Ling grabbed her shoulders, pulled her back, and burst into tears, "Wow, Yaoyao, I just wanted to eat some braised pork elbow. I'll give it to you when we get home, okay? I won't fight with you. The fried chicken at home is delicious. I'll give it all to you. You are the second daughter of the Zhong family... Yaoyao, let's go home together, okay?"

Zhong Ling cried a little too loudly, disturbing Ye Yao a little, but she only said she disliked her while patting her back. "By then, you'll probably grab all the food!"

"No... no! How could I possibly grab all the food!"

"Then you have to eat one and a half steamed buns every day, and I still can't feel full."

"I, I'm hungry. When I get home, I definitely won't fight with you for it!"

"I don't believe it."

“Seriously, we could fill the house with a hundred plates!”

"What kind of food do you have?"

"Of course, my family is rich! We can afford anything!"

"I haven't eaten it, don't fight with me."

"Of course, I'm tired of eating all that food at home. You eat first and I'll eat later!"

Yu Jiuchen was sitting in the yard. The two girls in the room were talking loudly, and people outside could hear them clearly.

The Zhong family...

The Zhong family of Zhong Zuoxiang, right?

Liu Xiuxiu threw a stone into the distance and said in disdain, "Do they really think they can go back? Don't they even know where this is?"