This is a little boy of four or five years old. He is wearing dirty clothes and his hands and head are covered with mud.
But Meng Zisu didn't show any disdain, she picked him up and said with a chuckle: "Little clever boy, do you miss me or the delicious food I brought?"
The little boy giggled, happy and excited.
Soon, several children ran out of the dilapidated house and rushed to Meng Zisu one by one. Some hugged her thighs, some grabbed her clothes, and called her Sister Zisu in unison.
Meng Zisu's face no longer had the fake smile or coldness she usually had in medical school. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, so soft that they seemed to melt into water.
She took out a storage bag and took out all the pastries and spiritual food inside.
The children cheered and rushed forward to share the food that Meng Zisu brought.
Not far away, a tall and handsome man saw this scene and couldn't help but stop. His eyes fell on Meng Zisu without blinking, revealing a soft light.
And in a teahouse far away from the slums, a pair of eyes were also fixed here.
"Xiyue, what's wrong? Did you see anything interesting?"
An Lingyao's words made Xi Yue retract her gaze, and she raised her lips slightly and said, "Nothing, I just found someone who is more interesting than I thought."
An Lingyao looked in the direction Xi Yue was looking at, but his five senses were not as good as Xi Yue's, so he could only see a group of people in the distance. He shook his head and then sighed, "Xi Yue, I really want to transfer to the third class of the Marine Medical College to listen to your lectures! If the third class of the Marine Medical College wasn't so scary, I would really like to apply."
Xi Yue smiled, but before she could say anything, her eyes suddenly deepened.
Because just in that brief moment, something went wrong with Meng Zisu.
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After Meng Zisu distributed snacks and spiritual food to the children, she saw a handsome boy with a limp walking towards her with a smile.
Seeing the person coming, Meng Zisu also smiled, took out the medicine and crystal and handed them to him, "Xiao Lei, do you feel any better from your injuries recently? This is a new healing medicine, remember to take it."
The boy named Xiaolei had a look of gratitude and sadness on his face. It took him a long while to take the things from Meng Zisu's hands. "Sister Zisu, I really owe you a lot during this period. It's all my fault for being so useless."
Meng Zisu reached out and patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? They all still rely on you to take care of them. Just take care of your injuries and don't worry about anything. Besides, since the little ones call me sister, of course I have the responsibility to take care of them."
When Xiao Lei was touched by Meng Zisu's hand and saw her beautiful smile, his face immediately turned red, but there was only admiration and respect in his eyes.
To people like Xiaolei, Meng Zisu is a fairy high above them.
They are all wastes who have been abandoned by their families and are unable to cultivate to the Jindan stage or above, and many of those children are orphans.
When other warriors and cultivators saw them, they would just sweep them away like garbage. Only Meng Zisu did not mind their dirtiness and spent all his crystals to treat them.
The atmosphere was warm and cozy, when suddenly Xiao Lei felt a huge force coming.
He couldn't resist at all and was thrown over, hitting the pillar with a bang, and spitting out blood.
This sudden change shocked everyone. (To be continued)