Su Jiaoniang saw the little beggar trying so hard to promote himself.

She felt a slight discomfort, not out of dislike or disgust, but because of the need to make a living, and that a child had to live like this.

Upon closer inspection, the child had frostbite on his fingers, his face was also frostbitten, his ears were covered in scabs, his clothes were tattered and showed many frostbitten areas, and he also had a musty smell.

Life is so hard!

“I can’t buy you, but I can give you a job.” Su Jiaoniang thought of Xiao Ya’s snack shop, which Xiao Ya and Gou Hua ran together, but the two of them traveled back and forth by car every day, and there was no one to guard the shop.

The little beggar was destitute and had nowhere to live.

They walk fast, so it would be good if they went over there to guard the gate and lend a hand. They're all kids, so it's easy for them to get along.

The little beggar's eyes lit up. Whether he was bought or left alive, as long as he had food and could survive the winter, that would be enough.

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

As soon as Su Jiaoniang finished speaking, the child nodded vigorously.

He has a good memory; if he can't remember something, he'll remember it after running around a few more times.

He reached down and pinched the worn-out purse at his waist, then pursed his lips and followed Su Jiaoniang.

They settled the people in Xiaoya's shop.

Su Jiaoniang walked towards Lotus Lane.

Lotus Lane was narrow and inhabited by a motley crew. As soon as Su Jiaoniang entered, she saw a disheveled woman walk out of a courtyard, muttering, "That thing that looks like a toothpick, yet she claims to be big and powerful. Pah!"

She stuffed the silver in her hand into her pocket and knocked on another door.

"This must be a prostitute!" Su Jiaoniang secretly guessed.

Would the original owner's scholar father have had a good life living in a place like this?

Su Jiaoniang suddenly became nervous!