Monarch Night
Chapter 1203 - 19: Sparring Across Space, A Chance Encounter [Extra - for Big Cousin of the Silver Alliance Complete]
Only six or seven years old, but her features already show great delicacy.
Indeed, she is a little beauty.
However, her face is pale, her eyes darting around in panic.
Like a frightened little rabbit.
"This is my sister..." the little beggar wailed loudly, "My parents are dead, leaving me and my sister, but bad people want to take my sister away... They’ve been chasing us hard lately... but the heroes have been catching the bad eggs, so they haven’t come..."
Fang Che, Dongyun Yu, and Feng Xiangdong all have somber faces.
"Where are those bad guys?" Fang Che asked.
"I don’t know." The little beggar sobbed, "But if Little Mei keeps going with us like this, it’s too dangerous, we can’t protect her at all. One or two years ago, she was still small, we wiped ash on her every day, still could take her out to beg, but once Little Mei cried... tears washed the gray off her face... they noticed her..."
A few little beggars were sobbing.
The little girl also began to whimper.
Fang Che sighed.
He said, "This is not the place to talk. Come with me."
Looking at the other little beggars, "Are these all your brothers?"
"Yes... we met while begging... partners."
There were eight little boys and one little girl.
All dirty, emitting an unpleasant smell.
Fang Che crouched down wanting to hold the little girl’s hand, but the little girl shrank back in fear, wide-eyed with timidly, her small hands trying desperately to hide behind her.
But the little boy’s eyes brightened, pulling his sister’s hand, desperately trying to place it in Fang Che’s hand.
Because he knows, as long as this kind-hearted big brother holds his sister’s hand, there is hope!
His sister would have hope for a good life.
Fang Che smiled gently, withdrew his hand, and said, "Let’s go over there and talk, and I’ll get you a bowl of porridge."
There was a porridge shop over there.
Seeing that due to his sister’s recoil, the kind elder brother’s hand ultimately didn’t touch his sister’s small hand.
The little boy’s eyes welled up with large tears.
Quickly wiped his tears, he spoke with a nasal tone, "Okay, big brother."
He was trying hard to show his obedience and good behavior, wanting to leave a good impression so that the big brother would take his sister away.
Fang Che led the group forward.
A few little beggars timidly followed behind.
Only hearing the little beggar suppressing his voice and speaking lowly to the little girl, "Why are you hiding? Why are you hiding? How many chances do we have to meet such good people? It’s so hard to have hope for you to have a good life, why are you hiding, ah..."
The little boy’s voice carried a nasal tone, as if he was about to cry in urgency.
His voice was extremely low and carried a dialect accent, but in the ears of people like Fang Che, Dongyun Yu, and others with such profound cultivation, the sound was low but very clear.
The little girl was sobbing quietly, "Brother, I’m scared..."
"Don’t be scared... Didn’t you see Dog Egg and Er Niu, all beaten to death and thrown there? If we keep begging like this, sooner or later it’ll be the same... You have to be good, Mei, you must be good..."
He lowered his voice, crying, "If this doesn’t work, if the bad guys come again, brother really can’t protect you... brother can’t protect you..."
He was desperately persuading his sister, afraid she wouldn’t understand, almost digging his heart out for her in urgency.
But the little girl still held onto her brother’s hand tightly, her small fingers gripping hard.
They reached the porridge shop.
Fang Che ordered a big table for the little beggars to sit down. The little guys were all very restrained, trying hard to wipe their pants and bottoms, fearing they would dirty the chairs.
After wiping, they sat on the edge of the chairs, sitting only a little bit on the edge.
Fang Che ordered nine bowls of porridge.
Also ordered nine tea eggs.
Then he gently asked questions.
It was then revealed that the first little beggar and the little girl were true siblings. Their parents fled to Donghu State two years ago, and died of a sudden illness.
The siblings wandered the streets since then, living by begging.
The other seven little boy beggars had similar experiences, and because they were about the same age, naturally, they huddled together for warmth.
Originally there were more than a dozen together, but a few died, some scattered, a few new joined... now only nine are left.
All were thin and dark-skinned. The little girl’s brother was clearly the leader among them and had some prestige among the little beggars.
Otherwise, without the comrades’ joint effort, he wouldn’t have been able to protect his sister.
"Is there a group of people often catching kids on the street?" Fang Che asked with concern.
"Not often... but in the past two years, I’ve encountered it several times... Some who used to be with us were caught..."
"My sister is little, can’t run fast, so when we go begging, we won’t let her out."
"Then where do you live?"
"Sometimes in tree holes, sometimes in dilapidated temples, sometimes we climb into those empty houses without people and stay a couple of times, sometimes under the bridge. Once, San Wa was swept away by heavy rain while under the bridge..."
"That’s how it is."
At this time, the porridge arrived, and the shop owner was initially not very willing to let so many little beggars into the shop, after all dirty, and seen by guests could impact business.
But Dongyun Yu gave a sharp glare.
The shopkeeper and his wife dared say nothing more.
Honestly, they changed to smiley faces.
Patiently coaxing the little guys to drink porridge, eat eggs.
Each one eating with a face full of happiness.
The little girl was also carefully drinking porridge, her skinny little arms holding the bowl effortfully, her eyes narrowed in enjoyment.