It was very quiet this morning. There were not many people who came to buy her goods, so it was a quiet time.
There were also beggars in the town. They rarely came to her stall to ask for money because none of them could fill their stomachs.
However, two children came today. Their faces were covered in dirt, and they were so thin that only their big heads were left.
The two children were about the same height and appearance. They should be twins and look like they were five or six years old.
They stood beside Qiao Mai with their hands outstretched and tears streaming down their faces.
"Auntie, have pity on us. We haven't had a bite to eat for days."
Qiao Mai looked at them and thought of her past. It could be said that she and the original owner's backgrounds were very sad.
"Where's your family?"
"They're not around anymore."
"No relatives?"