Chapter 35 I’m not happy

Guan Yifei smiled at Xie Yuan, covered his stomach, and limped away.

Xie Yuan had no money, could not buy anything or read books, and her purpose of running out suddenly disappeared.

For a moment, I was riding a horse on a crowded street, not knowing what to do next.

After looking around, his eyes fell on the back of the young man. He was walking alone among the crowd, his back bent due to pain, and he carefully avoided pedestrians.

Xie Yuan suddenly remembered a cat he had seen that had its leg bitten.

With one foot off the ground, it stood on the eaves and looked at her for a while, with a look of pain and suffering in its eyes, but it still turned around and walked away stubbornly...

Stubborn? Is it stubborn? Xie Yuan can't think of any words to describe this feeling. Maybe it's loneliness, maybe it's strength...

Thinking of this, Xie Yuan shook the reins in his hand and followed him from a distance.

What will he do when he gets the money?

Guan Yifei took the money and walked not far, and kept buying things. First he went to a cloth shop to cut some pieces of cloth.

He came out quickly and bought twenty pancakes from this stall and more than ten meat buns from that stall. They were all wrapped in the new cloth he bought, making two big buns.

The bag was on his back.

Xie Yuandu doubted whether he was afraid that he would regret it and get the money back, so he spent all the money in such a hurry.

Guan Yifei stopped at a stall selling straw sandals. He turned around and saw Xie Yuan following him. He was stunned for a moment and then didn't react. He concentrated on picking out straw sandals.

He asked for a few of different sizes and gave them money. The old farmer selling straw sandals strung the shoes together and hung them on his shoulders for him.

Later, he just carried two big bags of food, with a bunch of yellow straw sandals hanging in the middle, and walked a long way without stopping.

All the way out of the north city gate, there was a messy scene outside the city. The shacks made of straw mats and wooden boards were connected together indistinguishably and it was difficult to see their faces.

Many fleeing people were sitting or lying among them with numb expressions, their eyes following her movements, as if out of curiosity or out of soulless instinct.

There was a man whose upper body was inside the shed, with only half of his body exposed. His bare feet were a bloodless white, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Xie Yuan quickly withdrew his gaze and looked for Guan Yifei. He turned into the messy shack and disappeared.

Xie Yuan quickly kicked his horse in the stomach and followed.

After turning the corner, what comes into view is a "house". It can't really be called a house, but compared with this group of simple shacks, it uses more wooden boards, is built with more care, and is even a little cuter.

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Several teenagers were sitting at the door. When they saw Guan Yifei coming back, they hurriedly greeted him in surprise: "Boss... you are back, what did you bring?... Food?"

Guan Yifei made a "shh" gesture and brought the things in with them.

Through the dark door, you can see many small figures shaking inside, eating the food.

Several of them looked familiar to her. After thinking about them for a while, she remembered that they were the gangsters that Guan Yifei brought with him when he robbed Shen Liuzhen.

Xie Yuan suddenly realized that they were just a group of children without a home and food.

She was much luckier than them. She grew up in fine clothing and good food, but at most she was beaten and scolded by her father. When had she ever really suffered from hunger?

Fortunately, the money can give them a full meal.

Ten-year-old Xie Yuan suddenly felt helpless sadness. After standing there for a while, he turned his horse's head and prepared to leave.

As soon as she turned sideways, she heard a loud "dong" sound. Guan Yifei and his family's small house suddenly shook violently, and the dust fell rustling down. The children inside were so frightened that they ran out screaming.

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"Damn you little bastard! Eat alone?!" A bald man with a sinewy face and thinning hair that only left a ridiculous little tug on his head came out from the back of the house with five adults.

While he was scolding, he kicked the precarious little house again - with a loud "boom", he kicked a hole in the patched "wall" and penetrated it directly.

But when he pulled his feet back, he was stuck by the cracked half of the board. He couldn't pull it out for a while. He staggered and almost fell.

The adults and gangsters who were following him quickly helped him and then pulled him out...

It's so cruel and funny...

"Brother, I don't dare... A kind person gave me some noodles. I think eldest brother must not like these food, so he didn't send them to you..." Guan Yifei stood in front of the children who were younger than him, trembling.

say.

Xie Yuan frowned, and his hand on the sword hilt tightened.

At this time, those people also discovered Xie Yuan, who was alone and riding on a horse. They looked at her with pairs of eyes, shining with excitement, as if they had seen gold that was brought to their door for free.

"...What's that... called Yuan? Let's go now that it's fresh enough!" Guan Yifei urged her loudly and anxiously.

A big gangster who happened to be standing next to him heard this and kicked him to the ground. Then he cursed and snatched the pancake from the hand of a five or six-year-old kid next to him and took a bite.

Start eating.

Guan Yifei held his stomach for a long time before standing up, but he did not dare to fight back. He could only watch nervously as the others surrounded Xie Yuan...

Xie Yuan tightened the reins without moving, drew out his sword, pointed the sword at those people, and glared angrily.

"Hey...you are so impressive, boy. Did you give them the noodles?" the bald man with a sinewy face asked with a sneer.

"Yes." Xie Yuan responded calmly.

"Then we won't have anything to eat... Just give us your horse, your sword, and your outfit." The bald man said nonchalantly.

Xie Yuan's hand holding the sword was still very steady, without any trembling. He sneered and said, "I'm not happy!"

The bald man smiled disdainfully with a crooked mouth, winked at the others, and tried to pull her off the horse together.

Guan Yifei was worried when he saw Xie Yuan's fearful look. He was the one who saved him and gave them money after all, so he couldn't just watch him die in the refugee camp.

"Brother...she has an unusual family background. If she hurts him, I'm afraid she won't get well." Guan Yifei said from behind, gasping for air in a low voice because he couldn't exert himself due to pain.

The bald man looked back at him with disdain and said: "Huh, no matter who he is, he ran into the refugee camp alone and was beaten to death by the mob... When the time comes when the law does not punish everyone, is it possible that the Yamen can still kill all the refugees?"

Can’t they all be killed?”

As soon as he finished speaking, before the bald man could turn his head, he felt a cool breeze in his ears, followed by a cold and then a warm sensation in his ears. It seemed like something flew out from in front of his eyes and landed on the ground with a "snap"

, it hit the dry soil and stirred up a layer of dust...

He reached out and touched it, only to find that his ear was gone and covered in blood...
Chapter completed!