No one was born a thief, so that child naturally had an unhappy family and a miserable childhood.
At present, he belonged to some small gang in Wei Province Capital that specialized in petty theft. Every day, he did things like stealing chickens and dogs, never full yet never quite starving.
What could be done? Nothing! At least Yan Hongxia had no solution, and neither did Lu Zheng. It was only in the modern era, with surveillance cameras everywhere and everyone using phones, that thieves had been wiped out on a large scale.
In ancient times? Better wash up and go to sleep...
They could not save them in droves, but they could still save this one person. The child looked only ten or so, his nature not yet set in stone. He could still be saved.
Knowing that he had not eaten yet, Yan Hongxia grabbed him by the ear and brought him back to the Li residence.
After returning to the Li residence and hearing Yan Hongxia's explanation, the Li family quickly summoned the child's single mother and hired her as a servant woman in the rear courtyard, giving her a steady income.
The child knew kindness from cruelty. Upon hearing this, he dropped to his knees and kowtowed wildly, then was gathered into his mother's arms as she burst into tears.
That afternoon, Yan Hongxia lost all interest in continuing to stroll through the streets, so she returned to her room and shut herself away to cultivate. Meanwhile, Lu Zheng and Shen Ying enjoyed the cool air in an empty tea pavilion in the rear courtyard.
The Li family served them a pot of tea, one of the finest local varieties. Though it could not compare to February Fragrance, it was not much inferior.
Lu Zheng