Kind-hearted? Maybe, Song Tantan chuckled and scratched her head. Her grandparents had always taught her to be a kind person since she was little.

Neither she nor her aunt felt this way in modern times, especially after her grandparents passed away. Because there were no men in the family, she and her aunt were forced to become assertive and practice martial arts harder every day, for fear of being bullied and unable to win.

Many gossipy women in the village said that she and her aunt didn't act like women, wasting their good looks, and that they were the worst at arguing and fighting in the village.

She and her aunt were once considered the most difficult and particularly wicked people in the village, according to the gossipy women.

Unexpectedly, after transmigrating to ancient times, they did a lot of good deeds and saved many lives because of their cheat-like abilities. That can be considered kind-hearted.

Tsk tsk.

Ye Moxun had already ordered the dishes, all of which were her favorites. Seeing that she was still lost in thought even after sitting down at the table, he knew that this girl was imagining all sorts of things again.

"Eat up, aren't you hungry?" Ye Moxun picked up a chicken leg for her.

Song Tantan touched her flat stomach; she was indeed hungry. When it came to food, everything else could be forgotten.

After finishing their meal and leaving the inn, the three of them went straight to find the guy with the pointed chin and the guy with the round face. Song Tantan noticed that after walking only 300 meters, she saw a group of beggars on the street.

Some beg with a bowl in front of them, others chase after passersby asking for money, and still others lie on the ground fast asleep, seemingly oblivious to everything around them.

The man with the pointed chin and the man with the round face drank from the wine jar, taking a sip of wine and then a bite of meat. Three little beggars stood around them, their hair disheveled and faces dirty, drooling as they looked at the two men's boiled chicken.

The boy with the pointed face tore off a chicken wing and gave it to one of the little beggars, then tore off another piece and handed it to another little beggar. The boy with the round face tore off a chicken leg and gave it to the smallest beggar.

The other beggars looked at them with longing, but strangely, no one dared to come over and snatch their food. It seemed that these two old beggars had some skill, as they were able to intimidate the other beggars.

The man with the pointed chin looked up and saw Song Tantan and the others arrive. He stood up unsteadily and said in a shrill voice, "Look, there's a group of beggars here. Ask them. If they're not, I'll take you to the next place."

Song Tantan looked at the dozen or so beggars who were staring at her expectantly, and said loudly, "Come over one by one. If you find anything useful, I'll treat you to steamed buns later."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of beggars surrounded him, asking all at once, "Young master, what are your orders?"

"Line up, don't push, come one by one, I have something to ask you." Song Tantan pointed to one of the beggars who was pushing and shoving, a man with a missing front tooth. He looked young, but he was missing his front tooth.

It can only be said that everyone has their own story, which either slowly fades with time or is forgotten in the long journey of life.

“No steamed buns will be given to those who don’t queue,” Song Tantan emphasized again.

The beggar with the missing front tooth said, "I want to eat poached chicken. May I have poached chicken?" He pointed to the pointed-face and the round-faced man.

"Let's see if you can answer my question." After saying that, she gave Zhang Jiafei a wink, signaling him to look around and see if there were any familiar faces.

To be honest, Zhang Jiafei didn't get a clear look at the other person's face at first. He only knew that the owner of the shoes was quite young, about seventeen or eighteen years old two years ago, and should be around twenty now.

After looking around, he shook his head, confirming that the person he was looking for was not there. Although he hadn't seen the boy's face clearly at the time, only his profile, he had just looked at the profiles of all the beggars and hadn't seen anyone familiar.

Even so, Song Tantan still took out the pair of light blue embroidered shoes and asked the beggars to identify them, saying, "Has anyone seen these shoes before? Tell the truth, and if you dare to lie, the consequences will be severe."

The beggars stared blankly at the embroidered shoes, and finally shook their heads, indicating they had never seen them before.

If she hasn't met him, she hasn't met him. She wasn't expecting to find him right away anyway. It's okay, she'll take it slow and wait a few more days.

Song Tantan then kept his promise and bought all the steamed buns from a small vendor, spending half a tael of silver in total. Each of the dozen or so beggars received three steamed buns.

Afterwards, she went to several beggar gathering places, but still couldn't find the person she was looking for. In fact, Song Tantan was quite confused. She had no idea who the person she was looking for was, and she was trying to find the person just by looking at a pair of embroidered shoes.

Speaking of which, hasn't she been creating a lot of trouble for herself? She's always looking for trouble where she doesn't have anything to do. She promised Xia He that she would find the son of the jade owner, and now she wants to find the owner of the embroidered shoes.

Song Tantan: "..." Did she get her head caught in a door?

Ye Moxun, however, comforted her, "It's alright, we were going to investigate these places anyway, so this is just a side trip."

"But I've been so busy looking for people these past few days that I haven't done anything important." Song Tantan was a little annoyed; she seemed to have neglected to do anything productive.

"Who said I didn't do anything productive? I know what I'm doing, so don't blame yourself." Ye Moxun calmly took out paper and pen and began writing a letter again.

These past few evenings, after dinner he has been writing letters to many people with paper and pen, but he hasn't received any replies yet. It seems that because they don't have a fixed place to stay each day, the people on the other side don't know where to send their letters.

Song Tantan slumped on the table, looking dejected. Strangely enough, ever since she decided to help find the embroidered shoes, she hadn't had any nightmares at night. It was really strange.

So the search for the person still had to continue, but after three days of fruitless searching, Song Tantan was starting to consider giving up. She couldn't stay in Huaming County forever; she still needed to return to Changye City to find the jade owner's son. It couldn't take more than half a month before she and Ye Moxun would have to leave for the next prefecture.

On the fourth day, Song Tantan and Ye Moxun decided to leave. However, just as they were preparing to return to Changye City, a man with a pointed face and a round face arrived at the inn with an old beggar and found them.

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