"If you don't run away, I won't pull you away. You are so brave, how dare you come to me!"

The boy straightened his clothes and puffed out his chest like a grown-up, saying: "Last time I brought a popsicle from you, but my second sister later took a hairpin to pay for it. I don't owe you anything, so why didn't I dare to come?"

"The problem is not the popsicle. It doesn't matter if I give you a popsicle for free. But you got an advantage and behaved well. Afterwards, your family came to my place to scold me. Do you think I was wronged and should I deal with you?"

The little boy stretched out his hand and said, "Since you don't care about the popsicles, then give me back my eldest sister's hairpin!"

Xu Xian knocked his hand off and said, "It's a good idea. Your sister kept that hairpin with me. It's easy to take it back. I don't want money. I want your sister to come over and apologize to me in person, and I'll give it to you."

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The little boy pursed his lips and shook his head simply, "With my second sister's impatience, I'm afraid there's no way, but I can help you with the work!"

"You help me work? Sorry, I already have more than forty boys under my command, and there is no shortage of sales for my goods. I don't plan to recruit any more people."

"I don't go to the street to sell popsicles. If my second sister sees her, she will twist my ears off." The child frowned as if he thought of something terrible. He stretched his head and looked into the yard, "I can help you.

I can do other things, such as lighting a fire, fetching water, and milking cows."

He looked up at Xu Xian's eyes, which were full of desire. When Xu Xian told him directly that he couldn't do it, the boy immediately lowered his head, as if the pride and confidence in his body were suddenly taken away, and tears fell down.

On the ground, "That hairpin is a relic of my eldest sister. My eldest sister loved me the most when she was alive. Now I don't even have her last thoughts..."

Hao Hao suddenly burst into tears, but Xu Xian didn't know what to do. Seeing the child turning away lonely, Xu Xian felt a trace of unbearability in his heart, "Come on! Come on! What's your name?"

The child turned around and saw tears in his smile, "My name is Hong Bao'er!"

(I suddenly fell asleep last night and forgot to upload it. I don’t know if anyone has time and is willing to be a comment manager. You can sign up. PS: His nickname is not real, it was my own imagination. In ancient times, even the royal family used it.
Chapter completed!