Chapter 144: Who is Good and Who is Evil
The little girl trembled upon hearing this! Shock instantly filled her dirty yet still beautiful face, her bright eyes filled with bewilderment and helplessness, her lips trembling as she stammered, "I...I..." Her hand holding the broken bowl seemed to have a mind of its own, causing the thin porridge in the bowl to slosh around, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
Seeing this, the old woman knew something was wrong and immediately pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Young master! You mustn't! My body is already a burden, and I rely entirely on this girl for her meticulous care and constant attention. If she enters your household, this old woman will truly not be able to survive!" Her voice was sorrowful, and her sunken eyes were already glistening with tears.
"Go to hell, you old coffin!" Zhu Ziyou impatiently waved his hand violently, his movements extremely rude! With a sharp, piercing crash, the broken bowl in the old woman's hand was knocked away and smashed to pieces on the ground! The half bowl of life-saving porridge that she had been so eagerly awaiting was instantly spilled into the cold, dirty soil.
"Grandma!" the little girl exclaimed, hurriedly using her thin shoulders to support the elderly woman who was about to fall. Her bright, watery eyes instantly filled with tears, which streamed down her face, washing away the dirt.
The old woman stared at the porridge on the ground, her withered hands trembling uncontrollably, her parched lips twitching, tears welling in her eyes before she finally managed to squeeze out a heart-wrenching sentence: "A perfectly good bowl of porridge... a perfectly good bowl of porridge..."
The little girl's heart ached at the sight. She quickly picked up her untouched bowl of porridge and, forcing back tears, said, "Grandma, don't worry, look, I still have some! You drink first..." She carefully handed the bowl over.
"Dream on!" Zhu Ziyou shouted coldly, and at the same time shoved! With a loud "bang," there was another heart-stopping sound of shattering! The bowl of porridge in the little girl's hand was not spared either, and it was also spilled on the ground, merging with the porridge in her grandmother's bowl to form a muddy mess of despair.
The little girl was both angry and anxious, tears welling up in her eyes, and she shouted in her sweet voice, "What are you doing!"
Zhu Ziyou stood with her hands on her hips and sneered, showing no remorse. She raised her voice even higher and declared righteously, "What are you doing? Look carefully! This is my porridge! Not just anyone can eat it for free! Either stay here obediently as a maid, or get the hell out of here right now! Don't even think about getting a single grain of rice!"
"...Grandma..." The little girl could no longer hold on and buried her face in the old woman's thin shoulder in despair.
“…Little Bean…” the old woman cried out in grief, her withered arms tightly encircling her granddaughter’s trembling body. The tears of the two generations mingled, and amidst the cruel command and the merciless sound of shattering, the two frail figures, clinging to each other for survival, trembled like fallen leaves in the cold wind, leaving only suffocating fear and helplessness.
The refugees beside them had nothing but the wooden bucket of porridge in their eyes, their gazes filled with helplessness and emptiness. They couldn't see the heartbreaking scene unfolding around them. No matter how pitiful or heart-wrenching the cries of the grandmother and grandson were, it was like a cold wind blowing by, not even causing a ripple in their hearts. They acted as if nothing had happened.
Chunxiang and Xie Yunfeng rode side by side from afar, witnessing the entire scene. Chunxiang felt a burning rage, wishing she could kill Zhu Ziyou with a single sword stroke. She abruptly pulled on the reins and roared furiously at Xie Yunfeng beside her, "Brother Feng! This scoundrel is worse than a pig or a dog, daring to bully the old and weak like this! He's utterly despicable! I'll go and kill him with my sword, to uphold justice!" Before she finished speaking, she spurred her horse and charged forward!
Xie Yunfeng reacted swiftly, flicking the reins, causing his horse to shift sideways, blocking Chunxiang's path. He spoke in a deep, reassuring voice, his tone unwaveringly calm: "Xiangmei, calm down! We've only seen a small part of the situation; the truth is still unclear. How can we take someone's life based on a single glance? That's too reckless! We should go forward and find out the details before making any decisions." His gaze was deep and steady, seemingly able to suppress Chunxiang's boiling anger.
Hearing this, Chunxiang suppressed her surging anger and reluctantly nodded, saying, "Fine, then so be it. If he can't explain himself clearly, I'll definitely skin this bastard alive with my sword!" The two then tied up their horses and headed straight for the arrogant Zhu Ziyou at the porridge distribution point.
At this moment, Zhu Ziyou was hatching a wicked plan: This grandmother and granddaughter were stranded here, completely lost, without food or water, and would starve to death. That pretty little girl… heh heh, even if she doesn't comply now, she'll be crawling back to me crying and begging sooner or later! …Even if she doesn't beg, she won't escape my grasp!
"Greetings, young master!" Xie Yunfeng spoke loudly, his voice not loud but clear and powerful. At the same time, he slightly raised the hand holding the hilt of his sword at his waist and pointed to the grandfather and grandson who were embracing and sobbing beside him. "Providing porridge is a good deed, so why exclude these two people?"
Startled by the sudden sound, Zhu Ziyou abruptly looked up, his gaze sweeping past Xie Yunfeng before settling on Chunxiang beside him! Her curvaceous figure and strikingly beautiful face instantly ignited a lewd glint in his eyes, and his face revealed undisguised lust. He curled his lip, adopting an arrogant demeanor: "Hmph! Judging from your appearance, you two don't look like you're fleeing from disaster. What are you doing meddling in this? Don't get in my way and hinder my good deed! Get lost!"
Chunxiang, already seething with anger, flew into a rage upon hearing this. She strode up to Zhu Ziyou, her pretty face frosty, her gaze sharp as a knife, and coldly rebuked, "What a fine 'charity'! If you've put on such a show of being benevolent, at least make it look convincing! This grandfather and grandson, one old and one young, are destitute and helpless; they are precisely the ones who deserve your kindness the most! Why are you turning them away from the door, stingy with even a bowl of thin porridge?"
Zhu Ziyou, far from being annoyed, strolled halfway around Chunxiang with a nonchalant air, as if examining a rare object. He clicked his tongue twice and said with a forced smile, "Tsk tsk! You're a bit too bold, woman! Listen, this porridge of mine is made with my own rice! I can give it to whomever I want, and it's none of your business to tell me what to do!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he glanced at Chunxiang's chest again, his tone abruptly changing, now brimming with blatant lewdness. He shamelessly leaned closer, lowering his voice to say, "But... if you really want to get this bowl of porridge for them? It's not difficult... come and be my bed warmer, and if I'm in a good mood, I'll reward them with ten or eight bowls. What's wrong with that? Hehe..."
"You filthy scoundrel!" This vulgar word ignited the pent-up anger in Chunxiang's heart! She could no longer restrain herself. With a clear, resonant clang, her sword was drawn, its cold light flashing! "Die, you shameless scoundrel!" The sword moved with her, a chilling light suddenly appearing, the tip piercing straight for Zhu Ziyou's heart!
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