Su Yin really didn't expect that someone would come to ask her for help carrying things.

"Aren't you afraid that I will embezzle your money?" Su Yin looked at the young man in front of him. He was very thin, but about 1.78 meters tall.

His facial features are straight and distinct, and even though he is thin and has a dirty look on his face, it is not difficult to tell that this young man has a good appearance.

The boy shook his head, "You won't."

"Why are you so sure?" Su Yin became interested.

"Intuition." The boy scratched his head shyly, as if afraid that she wouldn't believe him, and nodded emphatically, "Really. I don't know why, but the moment I saw you, I felt very, very close to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy realized the abruptness of his words and explained hastily, "I, I don't mean anything else, I..."

Su Yin smiled and waved at him, "It's okay, I understand."

"Then, can you bring me some food?" The young man looked at her anxiously. "Not much, just one or two silver coins worth of rice, or a bushel of coarse grains will do."

Su Yin looked at the young man in front of her. Instead of feeling disgusted with him, she felt an inexplicable sense of closeness to him.

It's a strange feeling.

"Can."

After receiving her affirmative answer, the young man thanked her repeatedly and handed her one or two taels of silver.

"No, you can give it to me tomorrow when I buy it."

"Thank you. Thank you so much."

The boy left happily.

Su Baozhu kept staring at the boy's departing back.

Su Yin patted her shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Su Baozhu frowned, "I don't know why, but I feel like this person looks familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before."