The improved female villains regained their memories.

He believed his own words and actually went to buy himself candy, which Su Murong simply couldn't understand, considering that she had robbed him earlier that day.

In her mind, adults were synonymous with cunning, but this person seemed excessively naive.

He actually believed what a robber said.

"Is he brain-dead?"

Su Murong observed from the shadows and noticed that the other person stood there looking dejected after failing to find him.

"He looks like he's in his twenties, but he's as stupid as a donkey. He actually believed what I said? Oh well, someone this stupid deserves to be robbed."

She said this, but her feet wouldn't move, her eyes fixed on him.

As if by some strange twist of fate, she began to follow Yang Pingsheng.

She followed Yang Pingsheng until they reached the entrance of the old Chinese medicine shop.

"So you're one of Old Qian's men?"

Old Qian Tou was a notorious miser in the area, the kind who loved money to the extreme. Because he disliked the cost of hiring handymen, he would often look for people under the guise of taking on apprentices, and then make those people do the work of handymen.

"Looks like this guy is the unlucky fellow Old Qian has just found. Well, he's a bit dim-witted and easy to fool."

Old Qiantou was troublesome, paid little, and loved to curse. Few of his apprentices could tolerate him, and most would leave after a few months. Su Murong guessed that this guy was no exception.

"Tsk tsk, how pitiful."

She shook her head and sighed, just about to leave, when she noticed Yang Pingsheng coming out of there again.

Across the street, there was an alleyway. At the alleyway entrance, a child sat in the same pose as Su Murong before, with a wooden board in front of him that read, "Selling oneself to bury one's mother."

Su Murong stared wide-eyed as Yang Pingsheng walked towards them step by step.

"Hey, hey, hey, no way, this guy..."

She watched the man walk past, watched him squat down, and watched him turn around, only to be knocked to the ground by a stick the child pulled from the snow. She just watched, watching the child rummage through his pockets and take away his candy and money.

"He's sick, he's sick! This guy's sick too!"

As Su Murong cursed, he suddenly felt a panic in his heart, dared not look in that direction again, and turned to run away.

His footsteps pounded on the soft snow, the cold air rushing into his lungs until it caused excruciating pain. Su Murong ran desperately until he could run no more.

She leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit.

"He's sick, he's sick, that man is sick."

She couldn't understand her emotions, but she was panicking, and panicking terribly.

That scene stirred her emotions and reminded her of her childhood.

That happened when she was about six years old.

That day, she went with her mother to sell woven straw sandals. On the way, her mother forgot something and had to go back to get it, asking her to watch the sandals in the meantime. After her mother returned, a man came up and said he wanted to buy all the straw sandals.

At that time, little Su Murong didn't understand anything. She was just happy that her mother wouldn't have to be exposed to the cold wind today. She took the silver from the man and bent down to rummage through her pockets to find change when the man hit her with a stick.

A heavy blow landed on her head with a thud, and she collapsed to the ground on the spot.

That man was a human trafficker; he wanted to kidnap her.

From then on, Su Murong never trusted any strangers again, especially adults.

Yang Pingsheng's scene stirred up her memories of being abducted and trafficked, making her want to vomit.

"vomit."

She tried to vomit, but nothing came out.

The vast, white earth remained a blanket of snow.

Chapter 131 The Big Fat Sheep

"Xiao Rong, what's wrong?"

Su Murong, who was in a daze, came back to her senses and found Su Rouxue holding her hand with a worried look on her face.

Although she couldn't see, she could sense it and probably noticed that Su Murong was in a low mood, which is why she asked that question.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about how to make sure Mother can have a good meal again." Su Murong smiled and comforted Su Rouxue, "I'm fine, Mother, you eat."

There was a sesame seed cake left over from the food a few days ago. Su Murong couldn't bear to eat it, so he gave it to Su Rouxue.

"Xiao Rong, you eat, you need to grow."

"Mom, I've eaten. The helper I found provides food every day. Feel my tummy, I'm very full!"

She held her mother's hand, touched her belly, and tried to push it up as if she had really eaten.

Of course she didn't eat it.

The job offer was a lie. Su Murong had tried to find one in the past few days, but firstly, she had a bad reputation here, and secondly, she didn't really trust anyone.

The atmosphere in Liuyun City is terrible; there are no good people here.

"No, maybe there are good people too," Su Murong said, but his mind was on Yang Pingsheng.

In just a few days, Yang Pingsheng became famous in their area.

The begging group of kids next door often said that Yang Pingsheng was a fat sheep. They said that as long as you act pitiful, you can take his money or trick him into giving you food. He would be like a fat sheep to be slaughtered.

Hearing these words, Su Murong felt even more agitated.

"Xiao Rong?"

"Oh, Mother, what's wrong?"

"I said I'm full." Su Rouxue smiled and handed over the remaining half of the sesame seed cake, saying, "I can't eat anymore, you eat it."

"I……"

She was about to refuse when her stomach started rumbling.

She was too embarrassed to look at her mother, so she just lowered her head, took the pancake, and silently ate it.

Hunger is a really unpleasant feeling.

At first, you'll feel dizzy, then your hands and feet will go numb, your stomach will hurt constantly, you'll see stars, you'll crave everything, and you'll feel like your chest and back are connected. After a while, your body will start burning fat to replenish itself, your blood sugar will drop, and your body's reserves will be depleted little by little until you die.

Su Murong was afraid of going hungry later, so he didn't dare to eat too much of the pancake. He took a few bites and then stopped.

"Mom, I'm going to help with the work."

"Well, you go."

Stepping out of the thatched hut and onto the cold snow, Su Murong looked at the snow-covered landscape of Liuyun City with a sense of bewilderment.

Nobody wanted to take her in.

She was only ten years old, had little strength, and was notorious; no shop in Liuyun City wanted her to work there.

She went to the recruitment office to ask, but they saw that she was only ten years old and a girl, so they didn't bother with her and just waved her off to go play somewhere else.

With nowhere else to go, he could only resort to the same old methods: stealing, cheating, and begging.

She never tries to steal, because she can't win. Yang Pingsheng's incident was the first time she had ever done so.

Old Ghost Head's tavern was willing to hire her, but she herself refused. Su Murong had her own pride, and influenced by her mother, she would never help traitors or suspected traitors.

But what else could she do?

Walking aimlessly in the snow, I looked up and saw Yang Pingsheng standing not far away, holding a bag of sesame cakes in his hands, looking at a begging child on the street, his lips moving as if he were saying something.

Su Murong frowned slightly, hiding in the shadows and stealthily approaching. As soon as he got close, he heard the child say, "Big brother, please have pity on me. My sister is dead, and I haven't eaten for days."

"A clumsy lie," Su Murong laughed disdainfully. She knew this guy; he was from their neighborhood. He had an older brother, the one who wrote "selling himself to bury his mother." He had tricked Yang Pingsheng before, and now it was his younger brother's turn to trick him.

Yang Pingsheng looked down at the sesame seed cake in his arms and was about to hand it over when Su Murong couldn't stand it any longer and stepped out from the shadows.

"Hey you!"

She stepped forward and kicked the child to the ground without any hesitation.

The child was about to get angry, but upon seeing that it was Su Murong, he put on a smiling face: "Sister Su, what are you doing?"

Su Murong pointed to the side, his face cold: "This is none of your business, you can leave."

"Huh? This, this isn't in accordance with the rules, isn't it? Didn't we agree on..."

"Agreed my ass, who said anything to you?" She stepped forward and kicked him again. "Don't forget, I was the one who wrote the words for your brother's sale of himself to bury his mother. Get out of here."

"But……"

"You want to get kicked again?"

"Let's go, let's go, I'll leave."

Su Murong was notorious for her tyranny among the children, and the child dared not resist. In addition, besides Su Murong, they were illiterate and would have to rely on her in the future, so they could only leave obediently.

She watched the other person walk away, then turned around, glared at Yang Pingsheng, and immediately scolded, "Are you stupid?"

"Ah, you're from that day..."

"Yes, that's right, I'm the one who lied to you that day. Are you stupid? You're famous around here, you know that?!"

"Hold on."

Yang Pingsheng ran to a nearby general store, bought two more pieces of candy, and, panting, ran back to Su Murong, who was still in shock, and handed her the candy: "Here you go."

"what?"

"Didn't you say you wanted candy? Does your heart still hurt?"

"Are you fucking crazy?!" Su Murong angrily slapped the candy into the snow. "I said I lied to you, I lied to you! Don't you understand?!"

"You're kidding me?"

"Yes, I was lying to you! And I was the one who stole your package at the city gate. Doesn't your head hurt anymore?!"

"It hurts quite a bit."

"Then you still believe me!?"

She kicked it, but she didn't have enough strength and tripped, falling to the ground and getting a mouthful of snow.

"Are you OK?"