Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 285 The Bride Dedicated to the Mountain God (75)

Jiang Qiuchen was in a hurry to save people and had no time to retort. He first pushed the bun shop owner aside, then stepped forward and tried to pull up the little girl who was sitting on the ground.

The bun shop owner felt the world spinning before his eyes and his body spun uncontrollably. He sat down on the floor in a daze.

By chance, he bumped into the wooden pole that supported the stall behind him. With a loud bang, he fell all over the ground.

Just as he was frantically trying to remove the obstacle in front of him, Jiang Qiuchen shifted his gaze to the little beggar in front of him.

In fact, just by looking at the appearance, it is impossible to tell whether they are male or female. If Jiang Qiuchen had not heard their conversation before, he would not have known that this little beggar was a girl.

The little beggar's clothes looked like they were pieced together from a garbage dump, with patches upon patches and a variety of colors, including faded blue, dull gray, and brown that was stained so badly that it was difficult to recognize.

The hem and cuffs were frayed and looked like they would tear at any moment.

His pants were so short that they revealed his skinny ankles, and his trouser legs were covered in dirt and scratches, as if he had just escaped from a fierce fight or a difficult journey.

His hair was messy, greasy, and tangled like a bunch of black weeds, covering most of his face.

Occasionally, when the wind blew through the narrow alleys, it would blow up a few strands of her hair, revealing her sunken eye sockets and cloudy eyes.

Those eyes contained endless vicissitudes and sorrow, and had long lost the innocence that should be present at this age, making it unbearable to look at them.

His skin looked dark and rough due to long-term exposure to wind and sun and malnutrition, and his nails were embedded with dirt and grime, which formed a sharp contrast with the white bun that was knocked to the ground.

After noticing Jiang Qiuchen approaching, he hunched his back, shrunk his shoulders, and wandered his helpless eyes on the ground, as if he was looking for something, or as if he was avoiding something.

"Little sister, are you okay? Can you stand up on your own?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. Let me help you stand up first, okay?"

Jiang Qiuchen was concerned about the little girl's injuries and wanted to help her up and take another look at her.

But when he was halfway forward, he was afraid of accidentally touching the other person's wound, so his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, not daring to move forward.

The little girl shrank back at first, unwilling to raise her head to meet Jiang Qiuchen's gaze.

After dodging several times, she suddenly stood up, pushed away Jiang Qiuchen who was half-crouching and trying to support her, and ran to another alley without looking back.

"Ouch—"

Jiang Qiuchen had no guard against this little girl from the beginning, so naturally he didn't expect that she would attack him.

The half-squatting body was unstable and after being violently impacted, it fell backwards and sat on the ground in shock, with the skin on its palms rubbed by the rough sand and stones.

He raised his white palm, which was stained with a few spots of blood mixed with yellowish sand, which made him frown.

"Hiss, it hurts."

Jiang Qiuchen bit her lip, stood up, opened the water bag she carried with her, and rinsed the sand off the surface of the wound. The wound healed quickly and became as smooth as before, with no trace of injury at all.

She was a little surprised, but not angry.

The children here have encountered too much cold shoulder and abuse, so they are naturally wary of strangers and instinctively want to put up a protective layer to protect themselves.

The little girl was too scared and chose to run away in panic. Jiang Qiucheng looked at the direction the little girl ran away and planned to follow her to see if he could find the base camp of these little beggars from that alley.

Just when Jiang Qiuchen was about to run away, the owner of the bun shop finally got out from the pile of debris and jumped out with a few big steps.

"Don't leave! You let that little bitch run away, so you have to compensate me for my losses!"

"If you hadn't suddenly jumped out and ruined my business just now, my stall wouldn't have been in trouble."

"Since you are so kind-hearted and love to do good deeds, just give me the money!"

The owner of the bun shop was also a shrewd man. He noticed that Jiang Qiuchen was wearing bright clothes and had a fair face, and dared to wander around this market alone, so he thought that he must have some skills and family background.

He was thrown to the ground just now, and the time it took him to regain consciousness was already making him feel awkward, but he couldn't just suffer this in vain, he had to ask for something to make up for it.

If the money was available, he wouldn't bother with the trouble and would just pack up and leave.

But if the other party is unwilling to pay, then he will have to make her suffer and learn a lesson!

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuchen squinted his eyes and looked at the stall behind him.

To call it a stall is actually an overstatement. The stall only has a few pillars supporting each other and a piece of oilcloth to provide shade and shelter from the rain. Apart from that, there are only some irrelevant odds and ends and a basket of cold meat buns.

It looks more like the mobile nest of the person in front of me, which is set up during the day and put down to sleep at night.

A bun shop was unwilling to buy even a heated steamer, so it just sold some cold buns that had been left overnight.

Jiang Qiuchen shook his head, crossed his arms over his chest, and said coldly.

"Compensation? Is there anything broken among all these odds and ends of yours?"

"Don't think I didn't see it. Those broken porcelain bowls of yours were chipped from the beginning. Don't try to frame me."

"Besides, I just let go of my hand gently. You are a grown man but too weak to stand steadily and fell to the ground. What does it have to do with me?"

"This is not like the outside world. Are you planning to tell me that if I don't compensate you, you will report it to the police? Save your energy. In this land of thieves, don't act like a thief. Be careful, I will get impatient and smash your house to pieces!"

Looking at Jiang Qiuchen's sneering mouth, the bun shop owner's expression became increasingly unsightly.

He originally thought that Jiang Qiuchen looked young and had a strong sense of justice, so he should be like those young men who liked to do good deeds, so he should say some righteous words and then throw some money to him.

But what he didn't expect was that Jiang Qiuchen was very clear about the rules and principles here, and knew that in this place, as long as one's fists were strong enough, one could do whatever he wanted.

Not only was he unwilling to give him money and let the matter go, but he also concealed threats in his words.

"you……"

The bun shop owner stretched out his hand, pointed at Jiang Qiuchen's face, and was speechless for a moment.

"What do you mean? If you don't stop, I'll twist your pig's trotter off! "

"Apart from anything else, my strength is real!"

After saying that, Jiang Qiuchen slapped the wooden table with his palm, and the already shaky wooden table was shattered into pieces under this palm.