The two officers stared at the cake in Feng Jiuyan's hand eagerly. Feng Jiuyan stuffed the cake into his mouth. "Mmm, sweet, fragrant, soft and glutinous, it melts in your mouth. It's the most delicious cake I've ever eaten. It's worthy of being a time-honored cake!"

Feng Jiuyan opened another oil paper package and took out a tender green dumpling. She opened her mouth and took a bite. Her eyes lit up. "Mm, it's delicious! Not sweet or greasy, with a light but long-lasting fragrance, and soft and sticky."

Officers A and B were drooling, and their stomachs were even growling loudly. Feng Jiuyan pretended not to know that it was the officers' stomachs growling, turned around, and scolded Feng Jiuli with a smile, "You little thing, you ate so much, but your stomach is still growling so loudly. Sister will take you to a restaurant later."

Feng Jiuli saw the look in her elder sister's eyes and knew that she did it on purpose. So, he also cooperated very well and said, "Okay, elder sister, you must take me to eat delicious food later!"

Feng Jiuyan scolded him lovingly, "Little greedy cat."

Turning around, Feng Jiuyan looked at the two officials and said with some regret, "Hey, these two snacks are very delicious, but since the officials are not hungry, we can only keep them for ourselves."

Officer A: "......" Women are the most vicious! They tempt them but don't give them food!

Officer B: “…” No, they are very hungry and want to eat very much, wuwuwu!

The two officials also wanted to buy something to fill their stomachs, but they had no time. Feng Jiuyan and his family walked around, weaving in and out of the crowd like three water snakes, and it was easy to lose them if you weren't paying attention.

In order to complete the task assigned to them by Lord Meng, they had to give up the idea of ​​buying food. Four eyes stared at Feng Jiuyan's family.

As a result, their stomachs were empty and they were so hungry that their chests were sticking to their backs.

"Let's go." Feng Jiuyan took two bags of snacks in his hands and walked forward first.

"Stop! Don't run, you little bastard!" a man shouted loudly, attracting the attention of people around him.

Feng Jiuyan turned around and saw a ragged little beggar running away in panic, his eyes full of fear and despair.

Judging from his age, he should be about eight or nine years old.

Just then, a strong man rushed out from the crowd, holding a thick wooden stick, and ran towards the little beggar aggressively.

Suddenly, the little beggar saw Feng Jiuyan's family of three. They were standing on the street, watching him being chased. The little beggar's eyes flashed, and without thinking, he rushed directly towards Feng Jiuyan's family.

The little beggar ran through the crowd like a frightened hare, heading straight for Feng Jiuyan and the others. People screamed in fear and dodged, fearing that they would be dragged into the dispute.

Feng Jiuyan was well prepared and protected Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli behind her. She pinched a small stone between her index and middle fingers, and when the moment was right, she flicked it hard at an acupuncture point on the little beggar's left leg.

In an instant, the little beggar felt a numbness in his left leg and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Bang!"

He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't help but cry out in pain.

The people around felt pain for the little beggar.

The strong man swinging the big stick behind him was obviously stunned for a moment, frowned, and then quickly let go. He quickly glanced at Feng Jiuyan's family of three, and after reacting, he swung the stick and looked at the little beggar who fell to the ground.

The strong man was still cursing, "You deserve it, you little bastard, you dared to steal my buns, you are really tired of living."

Feng Jiuyan glanced at the burly man, then glanced at the slightly stunned little beggar, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The little beggar lay on the ground, unable to get up. His face was pale, and he was shouting for help, "Miss, Madam, Young Master, please save me. I don't want to die. I haven't eaten for several days. I'm so hungry that I had no choice but to steal people's buns."

It's not that he didn't want to get up, but he felt his left leg was so weak that he couldn't get up at all. Gritting his teeth, the little beggar crawled towards Feng Jiuyan's family of three.

"Miss, Madam, Young Master, please save me, wuwuwu, if I let him hit me, I will die."

Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli, who were standing behind Feng Jiuyan, glanced at the little beggar on the ground. Although they felt that the little beggar was a little pitiful, they did not think of asking Feng Jiuyan to save him.

Madam Feng thought that her daughter was a very opinionated person and she must have her reasons for doing whatever she wanted to do.

Feng Jiuli thought to herself that her sister had always been smart and sharp, and any choice she made was correct.

Feng Jiuyan lowered his eyes and looked at the poor little beggar on the ground, with a sneer on his lips, "Humph, so what if you were beaten to death? I didn't ask you to steal, what does it have to do with me? You have hands and feet, you don't learn good things but learn bad things, since you have done something wrong you must pay the price. Go ask others for help, we won't save you, it's useless to ask."

Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli knew Feng Jiuyan's character very well. She was definitely not the kind of person who would sneer at strangers. The little beggar must have noticed something when she did this. She must be a bad person!

The two began to become alert.

Little beggar: “…”

He looked at Feng Jiuyan in surprise, not expecting her to be so cold-blooded.

The little beggar raised his chin slightly, looking at Feng Jiuyan whose eyes quickly misted over with a look of grievance and despair.

Among the crowd watching, a woman's eyes flickered slightly, and she was the first to rebuke Feng Jiuyan's family of three.

"Bah, this girl looks pretty, but I didn't expect her to be so hard-hearted. She has no sympathy at all, a femme fatale!"

Feng Jiuyan glanced at the woman with his sharp eyes, which were full of coldness. The woman was frightened and trembled, shrinking her neck and stopped talking.

But with the woman's lead, other onlookers followed suit and began to denounce Feng Jiuyan's family.

"That's right. At such a young age, you have such a vicious heart. What will happen to you when you grow up?"

"Her mother is so hard-hearted, so it's no wonder her daughter is like this. As the saying goes, like mother, like daughter!"

"Not saving him would have been fine, but you even cursed the little beggar to be beaten to death. You are so vicious!"

......

At this time, the strong man swinging a big stick finally rushed to the little beggar.

The sturdy man put one hand on his waist and used the big stick to prop himself up. He panted and said, "Humph, you damned boy, beg for mercy! Beg for mercy! See who will save you!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man raised his hand, his eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at Feng Jiuyan. Finally, he slapped the little beggar's face heavily with his hand.

“Bang!”

The little beggar's dirty little face swelled up instantly, and he couldn't help but whimpering, "Wuwuwu, uncle, please let me go."

"Humph! Let you go? Impossible! You dare to steal my buns, you should know the price you will pay!"

After saying that, the strong man slapped the little beggar again.

He glanced at Feng Jiuyan calmly, gritted his teeth, and swung his stick to hit the little beggar -