Madam Yu finally reached the limit of her patience and angrily scolded, "You unconscionable wretch, you are a real jinx!" Hearing this, Liu Ye'er widened her eyes and retorted unceremoniously, "Who told you to steal my food?" Madam Yu was instantly rendered speechless, while Madam Hua sneered from the sidelines, mocking her with utter contempt, "How utterly stupid, it's enough to make someone die of laughter."
Madam Yu's anger and helplessness, along with Madam Hua's sneers and taunts, all became footnotes to this little scene. Liu Ye'er's retreating figure gradually vanished into the depths of the path, leaving only that trace of a sneer and endless silence in the air.
Liu Cunxiao, a down-to-earth and unpretentious young man, labored diligently in the inn every day, as if trying to wash away the guilt in his heart through endless toil. His day always began in the morning mist and ended only when night fell. Whether chopping firewood, fetching water, or turning the millstone, he gave it his all, as though using his sweat and hard work to tell his story to the world. Liu Ye'er felt deep heartache for him, yet she could do nothing to stop this near-masochistic behavior. Liu Cunxiao said he was atoning for his parents' sins. This heavy sense of guilt had driven this young man to choose such a difficult path.
Chapter 118