Qian Chunhua left the Sun family. It was already late. She decided not to go to the Dong Mansion today and go home directly.

As for the news about the Liu family, she could only go to the Dong Mansion tomorrow to inquire.

The Sun family's home was located in the outer city. To get there, she had to pass through the west gate to enter the inner city.

There were almost no pedestrians on the road. Qian Chunhua walked towards the west gate with an empty backpack on his back.

Suddenly, there was a noise coming from the front.

A waiter was chasing a beggar, shouting, "Stop, stop, I'll teach you a lesson..."

The little beggar was agile and nimble, like a nimble deer. He dodged and shuttled on the street, and the waiter could not catch up with him.

Upon seeing this, Qian Chunhua quickly retreated to the side of the road, fearing that he would be affected.

She knew that life was difficult nowadays and many beggars had sneaked into the city.

Although these beggars only make a living by begging in the city and do not do evil, they look pitiful.

Qian Chunhua would not easily help them. She knew that her ability was limited. In the unfavorable situation, protecting her family was what she should do most at this time.

As for the others, Qian Chunhua was powerless to do anything.

However, this little beggar seemed to have a grudge against her and actually bumped into her.

Qian Chunhua was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground.

With a muffled groan from her, a little beggar fell beside her.

She frowned slightly, looking at the little beggar who was about the same age as her son Qingsong, feeling helpless.

Due to this delay, the waiter caught up with the beggar. He grabbed the beggar roughly by the collar and slapped him mercilessly.

The little beggar's face instantly became red and swollen, but he gritted his teeth stubbornly, neither begging for mercy nor compromising.

Qian Chunhua struggled to stand up, looking at the little beggar's eyes full of stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat, and suddenly a feeling of pity welled up in his heart.

She shouted, "Stop it!"

The waiter was a bully, and he saw Qian Chunhua stand up for the little beggar.

He immediately put on a smiling face and explained, "Madam, this little beggar always comes to our store to steal buns. We are a small business and we really can't afford his troubles."

Qian Chunhua frowned awkwardly, "Then what do you want to do? You can't beat him to death."

The waiter was even more embarrassed. "I have no choice but to beat him up so that he won't dare to come next time. Otherwise, our boss will definitely deduct my money."

His words revealed helplessness and hardship, but Qian Chunhua understood that this was not the best way to solve the problem.

She looked at the little beggar's red and swollen cheeks and sighed slightly, "Forget it, how many buns did he take? I'll pay for him."

The waiter smiled and said, "This is at least ten buns. I'm not greedy. Just give me fifty cents."

Fifty cents for ten buns was indeed a fair price before the natural disaster.

Nowadays, with prices soaring, a bun is no longer just five cents a piece.

Qian Chunhua smiled slightly, and generously took out a tael of silver from his purse and put it in the hands of the waiter, "Here is a tael of silver. If he comes to your store to take buns again in the future, you are not allowed to..."

"Of course, of course, ma'am, don't worry." The waiter nodded rapidly and carefully took the silver and left.

The little beggar stared at Qian Chunhua with vigilance.

Qian Chunhua couldn't help but laugh and looked at the little beggar.

"Why are you helping me?" the little beggar said firmly.

Qian Chunhua said unhappily, "I feel sorry for you."

As he spoke, he rubbed his ankle with his hand, as if he had sprained it just now.

After standing up and picking up the backpack, Qian Chunhua planned to leave.

"Wait..." the little beggar suddenly spoke.