"Please, I beg you, give me a bowl of thin porridge. My child hasn't had a single grain of rice in five days. If they don't eat something, they'll really starve to death."
Only then did Jiang Yue notice that beneath the woman's oversized robes, an infant was swaddled in cloth.
Now the mother could only desperately shield her child, crying out and begging for mercy with all her might.
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