As it turned out, before she could steal any coal, the mine suddenly began to shake.
The original owner had been knocked unconscious by falling rocks from above and the wooden beams used to reinforce the ceiling.
If Su Qiao had not appeared in time, she would have been buried forever in that mine along with her grandfather and younger brother.
Her first wish was for that so-called good friend, Xia Xiaodie, who had egged her on, to suffer forever.
Her second wish was to marry into a wealthy family, with endless food to eat, beautiful clothes to wear, and a whole bunch of maids and servants waiting on her.
Su Qiao: "..."
The first one could be overlooked, but the second...
This wish was truly sincere—so sincere that Su Qiao felt she might not be able to fulfill it.
Actually, regarding the original owner's death, Su Qiao had only two words: Serves her right!
"Who could she blame when she went looking for death herself?"
If she had not coveted that little bit of silver and food, would she have lost her life?
As for marrying into a wealthy family, having no worries about food or clothing, and being waited on by maids and older servants...
This was probably something her mother had constantly drummed into her ears, so she had always believed that kind of life was the best.
Of course, Su Qiao did not deny that such a life was indeed quite nice.
But... she should at least take a look at her own situation, right?
Her skin was dark and coarse, her clothes filthy and disheveled, and she went around every day with her hair uncombed. At fourteen, she had no idea how to groom herself, did not like cleanliness, and was both gluttonous and lazy.