"No, no, go away, go away, if you don't have money then don't buy."
"Go, go, where did this wild child come from!!"
A gruff voice came, and upon turning, one saw a middle-aged man constantly pushing a frail little girl.
The girl's clothes were very tattered, patched all over, her shoes were worn out, and there were some black footprints on her clothes. Her tiny hands clutched five yuan, her face was flushed red, and her toes were also red, not from robust health, but from the cold.
She looked pitifully at the shaved ice on the middle-aged man's stall, reluctant to leave, but upon seeing the five yuan in her hand, her head drooped heavily. Her face was very thin, slightly yellowish, indicating malnutrition, but Ye Tian could see that this little girl would grow up to be a fairy who could captivate all beings.
