Xia Chen walked quietly to Shi Yao's side, tapped her gently on the shoulder, and asked, "Do you want some barbecue?"
Hearing this, the young girl's delicate shoulders gave an imperceptible shudder. She could not help but recall how she had once spent a whole year enduring hunger and cold, selling skewers in a night market swept by freezing winds.
Come to think of it, it was quite ironic. As someone who sold skewers, she had worked herself to the bone making them, yet she had never tasted a single one herself. She had sold them all to others at low prices. Back then, she had always believed that good people would be rewarded, and that after doing so many good deeds, the heavens would surely notice.
Chapter 84