“Let…let go! Who are you?”
The fierce and fat woman called mother by the little beggar looked at Hua Qingcheng, who was slender but extremely powerful, with horror.
"Of course it's the owner of this banknote!"
Hua Qingcheng pinched her wrist slightly, and the fat woman felt a pain in her palm. The hand holding the banknote opened unconsciously, and the three neatly stacked banknotes worth one thousand taels in her hand were then put into Hua Qingcheng's arms.
"Where did this second-rate person come from? How dare he steal my money?"
Seeing that the cooked duck flew away, the fat woman glared at Hua Qingcheng in anger and raised her elephant legs to kick Hua Qingcheng. She didn't believe that this woman in plain clothes could easily take out three thousand taels of silver.
"What belongs to my husband is naturally mine," Hua Qingcheng snorted coldly. With a nimble move, she dodged the fat woman's powerful kick.
As Hua Qingcheng finished speaking, Situ Ye and Si Chengfeng came out from their hiding place in the corner of the alley. The little beggar, who had fallen to the ground, saw that Hua Qingcheng and the other two had arrived, and a hint of guilt flashed in his dark eyes.
"Little brother, do you still remember me?" Chengfeng, dressed in a crescent-shaped white brocade robe, looked at the little beggar with slightly raised eyebrows, gently waved the folding fan in his right hand, and walked towards him at a leisurely pace.
"No...I don't know him!" said the little beggar with a little guilt.
"At the door of Yingbin Restaurant, you pretended to accidentally bump into me and took the opportunity to steal my purse. Do you remember it now?" Si Chengfeng looked at the little beggar with a charming look, as if smiling.
"It's just that my banknotes are not that easy to get." After all, a banknote of one thousand taels is not a small amount of money. Without his authorized signature, the bank will not exchange the money.
"You little beast, you saw your mother being bullied and you didn't even come to help!" The fat woman who was defeated by Hua Qingcheng immediately took out her anger on the little beggar.
Just as the fat woman was about to stretch out her elephant legs to kick the little beggar again, Hua Qingcheng directly picked up the little beggar from the ground. However, the little beggar did not show any gratitude to the person who saved him from the devil's claws. Instead, he bit Hua Qingcheng's wrist hard.
"Good you wolf cub!"
Hua Qingcheng's face was filled with anger. As the little beggar's wrist, which she was holding, felt pain, Hua Qingcheng immediately threw him to the ground.
“Cough cough cough…”
"elder brother!"
Suddenly, a little boy emerged from the old wooden door. He looked similar to the beggar, but unlike the beggar, this boy's clothes were tattered, but his face and clothes were immaculately clean. Although his face was a little pale, the boy had a handsome face and eyes, and was clearly a beauty.
"Ayou, why did you come out? Have you taken your medicine today?"
Seeing his younger brother walk out the door, the little beggar quickly got up from the ground, not caring about the dirt on his body, and quickly went forward to check on the little boy named Ayou.
"Brother, I heard everything. Did you help this woman do something bad?"
"Don't worry about me. Go away. My illness is incurable. This bad woman is lying to you."
The little boy looked at the little beggar with a sad face, feeling sorry for his frail body that had been a burden to his brother.
"Ayou, no matter what she asks me to do, as long as it can cure your illness, I don't care." The little beggar hugged the little boy named Ayou and burst into tears.
"That's all! As long as you, little bastard, do my job obediently, I will naturally give your brother medicine on time every day and won't let him die." The fat woman looked at the two children hugging each other with great arrogance.
"Brother, don't promise her!"
The little boy named Ayou's pale face was suddenly covered with tear marks. He didn't care about the wetness on his face. He raised his little hand and gently wiped the tears from the little beggar.
"You're such an ungrateful idiot!"
Hearing what the little boy said, the fat woman became furious and raised her fat hand to slap the little boy in the face.
Seeing this, the little beggar immediately used his body to block in front, but the expected pain did not come. The fat woman's hand was clamped by Hua Qingcheng again.
"You can't even spare a sick child. You are not a human being!"
Hua Qingcheng shook off the fat woman's fat hand, pushed her to the ground, twisted her wrist, and then punched her hard. In less than a moment, the fat woman's face suddenly turned red and purple, and her already plump face became even more swollen and indistinguishable.
"You...don't hit her!"
The little beggar, fearing that the fat woman would be angry and not treat his brother, quickly stepped forward and hugged Hua Qingcheng's legs.
"What a wolf cub!"
Hua Qingcheng glanced at the little beggar. Before she could get even more angry, Situ Ye had already stepped forward, picked up the little beggar hanging from Hua Qingcheng's leg, and tossed him aside.
"Brother, don't..."
“Cough cough cough…”
The little beggar's brother suddenly felt something pressing on his chest and gasped for breath.
"Ayou, are you sick again? How are you feeling?"
The little beggar looked at his brother anxiously, then knelt down towards the fat woman on the ground.
"Mom, please save Ayou, he looks so miserable." The little beggar kowtowed to the fat woman with tears in his eyes.
"Hmph! He deserves to die! Although my Liu family has a prescription for curing asthma passed down from our ancestors, that depends on whether I am willing to let him take it." The fat woman with a pig-like face kicked the little beggar away.
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