The next moment, the annoying sour smell disappeared. The vendor looked at the direction the old man left and said, "Yes, unfilial sons and daughters."
Luo Youyou relaxed his brows. A person's goodness and evil are all determined by one thought.
"Her children don't care about her?" Luo Youyou asked.
"Yes," the vendor nodded. "Everyone here knows her. She's a nice person. She lives in the shanty town up ahead and earns a living by picking up scrap. In the past two years, her son and two daughters would occasionally visit her and give her some money, but they haven't been seen this year."
The vendor sighed again and shook his head.
Luo Youyou followed the old man's soapy scent and followed him all the way to the shanty he lived in. It was called a shanty, but in fact it was worse than a shanty. Other people's shanties at least had bricks and tiles, but the old man's shanty was just a few pillars and a torn quilt supporting a space.
Despite its dilapidated state, the old man had kept it very clean. In one corner, a small bed was built with a few bricks and a wooden plank. In another corner, a worn table was placed with some daily necessities on it. Next to the table was a low wooden plank, on which lay a few washed-out clothes, patched up with patches.
There was a broken photo frame on the old woman's bedside, with photos of her and her children embedded in it.
The old man put his crutches aside, supported himself on the bed with one hand, sat down tremblingly, picked up the photo frame, and began to stare blankly at the photo inside.
Luo Youyou lifted the curtain and walked in without caring whether the host invited her or not. She sat next to the old man and leaned over to take a look at the photo.
"Why are you here?" The old man seemed a little surprised, but he was not angry because of Luo Youyou's abruptness.
Luo Youyou originally wanted to give the old man some money, but since her ability awakened, the local rich man Mu Yaxi has been following her like a shadow, and she hasn't seen money for a long time.
"Is this your son and daughter?" Luo Youyou asked while looking at the photo.
The old man in the photo was still very young, dressed elegantly. It was obvious that he came from a well-off family. His face was full of happy smiles, and his eyes were as energetic as they are now.
"Yes, they are beautiful, right?" The old man was quite proud of talking about his children, and moved the photo frame closer to Luo Youyou.
"Where are they now?"
"Oh, they're all busy," the old man said sadly. "They're all married, working, and raising children. It's not easy. The world has been tough in recent years, and life is getting harder and harder."
"That's perfect. You can go and help them take care of the children."
"My legs and feet are not convenient anymore, and going there will only cause trouble." The old man patted his cold legs and said with a hint of bitterness.
"Thank you for your shoes, they are very nice. I will come to see you again in a few days." Luo Youyou hurriedly stood up and said goodbye.
After lifting the torn quilt and walking out, Luo Youyou's face, which had just been slightly warm, immediately turned cold and she called out the last words.
Mo Yu immediately appeared in front of Luo Youyou, lowered his head and waited for instructions, no longer looking directly into her clear and bright eyes as he did before.
"Go find out what her son is doing now and where he lives."
"good."
Just as Mo Yu was about to turn around, Luo Youyou stopped her, "Wait, tell Ya Xi to think of a reason to improve her life. Don't do it too deliberately, she probably won't accept charity easily."
"Yeah." Moyu nodded again, a smile crossing her lips. It was nice to feel her humanity again.
"No need to follow me, I'll walk by myself." Luo Youyou walked into the night and disappeared in front of Mo Yu.
Luo Youyou left the shantytown and returned to the prosperous streets of Shuncheng. The city's nightlife began. In this world of decadence and extravagance, it is easy to forget that there are so many people in this city who are engaged in heavy physical labor and living a hard life, just like those in the shantytowns.
Luo Youyou couldn't help but sigh, if she were still a human being, without a wealthy family and background, would she also be struggling in this bizarre world like them?
The hazy moonlight shone on the streets, swallowed by the city lights, making people almost forget its existence. The road stretched out before their eyes like black silk, with no end in sight. The deeper the night, the stronger the sour smell. No wonder people often say that darkness is the cradle of sin, but why do I hate this smell so much?
Luo Youyou put her hand under her nose to prevent the smell from eroding her sense of smell. The smell made her blood boil and she could not suppress her desire to kill.
Four young boys, reeking of alcohol and cigarettes, full of youth, staggered closer from a distance, their shoulders hooked, two of them holding two bottles of wine in their hands. The four of them pushed and shoved each other, joking and telling dirty jokes, sometimes singing loudly, sometimes laughing wildly.
A tall boy with short, flaxen-gray hair was the first to see Luo Youyou. He pointed at her and shouted, "Beauty!"
Luo Youyou was a little displeased, but she was determined to let them go. She lowered her head and quickly walked past them. As they passed by, a short, slightly chubby boy grabbed her arm and said, "Beautiful girl, why are you walking so fast? Come play with your brothers for a while."
The flax-gray boy patted the shorter boy and said sternly, "Stop making trouble."
The short boy grabbed Luo Youyou's arm tightly and yelled at the flax-gray boy, "What's wrong?! What's wrong with playing with your sister for a while?"
Although the flax-gray boy looked drunk, he was still sober. He smiled apologetically at Luo Youyou and said, "I'm sorry, I drank too much." As he spoke, he pulled the short boy's hand away.
Luo Youyou looked at the two boys playfully, and finally fixed her gaze on the shorter boy. She licked her lips, as if... she was out hunting today.
"I'll just play with my brother for a while." Luo Youyou smiled and pulled the flax-gray boy's hand away.
The flax-gray boy was visibly stunned, looking at Luo Youyou in disbelief, trying to discern the authenticity of her smile. Luo Youyou, however, had already dragged the shorter boy in the opposite direction, asking as they walked, "Brother, what do you want to play?"
The flax-gray boy shuddered all over, sobering up a bit. He trotted over, grabbed the shorter boy, and said to Luo Youyou, "Girl, this isn't appropriate. My buddy is drunk. I'd better take him home."
Luo Youyou's smile deepened, but the flax-gray boy sensed a chill within it, a chill deep within his heart that made him instinctively sense danger. She was clearly a stunningly beautiful girl, so why did she intimidate people just by looking at her?
"What? You want to play with us?" Luo Youyou tilted his head and asked with a wicked smile.
The other two boys put their arms around each other's shoulders, each holding a bottle of wine, and began to cheer, "Let's play together! Let's play together!"
The flax-gray boy began to feel at a loss.
A cold hand rested on Luo Youyou's shoulder, and a clear voice like a gentle breeze said, "Let me play with you..."
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