Hearing the commotion, Susu lifted the curtain and looked outside. Lu Zhi looked out as well.
"Elder Sister, who are those people?" Lu Su asked.
"They're probably refugees. Some place must have suffered a disaster, and they ended up here," Lu Zhi said with a frown.
Lu Su's heart softened. "Elder Sister, there are still some pastries in the carriage. We'll soon have an inn to stay at, so let's give the pastries to them."
Lu Zhi sighed helplessly to herself. Her younger sister was being kindhearted again, but she still nodded. Before this, Lu Su had given two pastries to a roadside beggar, only to discover he was a chivalrous hero. In exchange, he had saved their entire family.
"Give them out," Lu Zhi said.
Just then, the carriage stopped in front of an inn. Everyone got out and arranged their lodging. Lu Su took a packet of pastries, which a little maid held for her, and began handing them out to the refugees. The adults were all right and accepted them properly. But as Lu Su handed one to an old woman, a child spotted the pastries in her hand, snatched one away, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
A Lu Family household retainer opened his mouth to scold him, but Lu Su stopped him. "Don't scold him. He must be starving."
"He just touched Miss. That was very rude," the servant said.
"Forget it. He's only a child." As Lu Su spoke, she handed the child another pastry.
Just then, the innkeeper came out and shouted at the crowd, "All of you, get away! Don't come within thirty feet of my inn, or I'll drive you off with clubs!"
Seeing how fiercely the innkeeper treated the refugees, Lu Zhi said with some displeasure, "Innkeeper, why must