Ning Qing entered a seemingly bustling teahouse. The teahouse had two floors, sharing a large hall. In the center of the hall was a stage with a table and a chair. A storyteller was sitting on the chair, narrating a story with great enthusiasm.

Groups of two or three filled a table below the stage, eating melon seeds, drinking tea and snacks, creating a lively atmosphere.

Ning Qing found a seat by the window, munched on sunflower seeds, and drank tea, thoroughly enjoying herself.

"Host, why don't you go to the second floor? There are private rooms there."

The system felt the lobby was too noisy, with all sorts of people there.

Wouldn't it be better to have a private room on the second floor all to yourself?

"Go to the second floor, and looking down, you can only see a sea of ​​heads, especially the storyteller's bald head."

Ning Qing slowly sipped her tea.

system:……

Ning Qing touched her slightly bloated stomach and was momentarily stunned. She, Ning Qing, had actually drunk tea until she was full one day...

When I stood up, I could still hear water gurgling in my stomach!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

I can't survive this. I'll cover my face and just self-destruct.

The system muttered to itself: You're such a drama queen!

Ning Qing pretended to be calm and walked out of the teahouse. After taking only a few steps, her leg was suddenly grabbed.

Ning Qing could have avoided it, but she dared not make any big movements, afraid that the sounds coming from her stomach would be too loud.

Looking down to see who had ambushed him, he chuckled and saw a girl who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old.

The girl was wearing faded clothes, which probably didn't belong to her; she was petite, but the clothes seemed a little too big for her.

When the little girl saw that Ning Qing had noticed her, she immediately burst into tears.

She hugged her legs and cried without saying a word.

Ning Qing: Is this how you stage an accident? Do you think you can extort money by crying?

It turns out that a woman's tears are a very effective weapon.

People who heard the little girl crying gathered around to watch the spectacle, occasionally acting as commentators.

They watched for a while, and saw the girl hugging a man's leg and crying, crying and crying, but she didn't say a word.

The crowd began to use their rich imaginations and started whispering among themselves.

Then they started pointing fingers at the two of them.

The way he looked at Ning Qing became increasingly strange and hostile.

System: Host, consider it a way to avoid further trouble by paying money.

Even the system couldn't stand it anymore.

Ning Qing: Am I the kind of person who gives up so easily?

The next second, Ning Qing squatted down, hugged the crying little girl, and cried even more bitterly and wailed even louder than her.

The people around were stunned. It was as if the pause button had been pressed. There were no pointing, no whispering, and no unfriendly looks.

When the little girl realized that crying wasn't working, she moved her lips as if she wanted to say something.

Ning Qing spoke first, "Little sister, it's good that you're back. Do you know how many days your brother has been looking for you? Do you know that when Mother found out you were missing, she cried until she went blind? Do you know that Father ran his legs off to find you? It's good that you're back. Come on, brother will take you home."

He then grabbed the little girl's hand and led her away to a secluded place.

Release the little girl's hand and take two steps back.

Ning Qing leaned lazily against the tree trunk, glancing at the little girl opposite her.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

The little girl's eyes darted around.

He opened his mouth wide, but before he could even howl, Ning Qing interrupted him.

"Stop, stop wailing. There's no one here. A woman's tears won't work on me. Get to the point."

The little girl's eyes were darting around; she was clearly someone full of mischievous ideas.

"Brother, Xiaoyi didn't do it on purpose. It's just that my younger siblings haven't eaten for days and are starving."

After saying that, she bit her lip.

Ning Qing, "Lead the way."

The little girl blinked and looked at Ning Qing, as if to confirm whether it meant what she thought.

Ning Qing nodded, indicating that it was exactly what she thought.

The little girl scanned Ning Qing from head to toe one or two or three times.

Ning Qing, "Have you seen enough? Can you tell if I'm a good person or a bad person?"