She showed great courage that she had never had in her life. Her fingers were trembling and pulled out a match. It was really trembling, which caused the match not only to not ignite, but to break in the middle.

The matches divided into two sections, one end was inserted into the soft unmelted snow on the ground, and the other end was lying on the ground.

She didn't pick up the match as soon as possible, but instead clenched her fist and hit her head. She hated her stupidity.

Later, she stopped everything, hugged the remaining matches, exhaled obvious cold air from her mouth, buried her head in her knees and shivered, and her thin clothes were buckled against her thin body.

Xiang Du observed for a long time and calculated the time. If he didn't go, he would probably be late. The salary deducted from being late is much more expensive than the box of matches.

The weather was so cold. Xiang Du felt the cool breeze, and he reached into his pocket to touch it. A few coins were lying pitifully in his pocket.

Buying matches means being hungry for a while, not long, only two days, there is nothing to do and there is nothing to do.

Besides, I helped her today, what about the future? Even if I keep helping her, I don’t have the ability.

Consoling yourself in this way, walking towards the timber factory.

The wind blowing towards us was as sharp as a knife, and the face was so painful that it was blown by the wind.

He took a few steps, trying to forget the lingering thin figure in his mind, and then he felt a sound coming from behind, which was indeed felt, not heard.

He looked back and saw that the little girl lit a whole box of matches, pinching a piece of match stick with her hands, her eyes facing the rising smoke and flames, and some things were missing from those eyes.

Xiang Du smiled bitterly, and he thought again that he had never used such a high-end thing in his life. Maybe he could use it if he was developed in the future, so it would be good to practice it in advance.

So, he ran towards the opposite street.

Where Xiangdu ran away, there was a tavern, the medium-level one.

In the tavern, two men were watching what was happening on the road.

The two men were dressed in bright clothes, wearing scarves, and all the hats and gloves on their heads were placed on the table. Next to these warming measures, there was a pot of boiling water and scalding wine.

Among them, the third-class marquis and Zuo Lan on the opposite side said: "Mr. Kalai, you said you wanted to buy a few matches, but now you have no chance. This child has used all the inventory. In my opinion, this child

I am very honest and stock up on all the goods that I can’t sell in one day, and sell new ones the next day.”

His eyes were filled with appreciation for the little girl's noble character.

Zuo Lan looked at the third-class marquis and asked kindly: "Your Excellency, why don't you buy matches? As far as I know, nobles like you are all kind-hearted."

"I can't use this one, so I'll leave it to people who need it more. This is also a kind of kindness. There's a problem. This child is so young that he does such things and wears so little. It's really not

Know what kind of person her parents are.”

"What if she couldn't even sell a single match today?"

"Go home. In such cold weather, it's no better to warm your body home than to get cold."

"I understand your lord." Zuo Lan nodded, "You haven't figured out the key to the problem. In my opinion, if this child can't sell matches, it will be a problem for her to eat, let alone light a fire when she goes home.

.”

The third-class lord looked at Zuo Lan in surprise. He didn't understand the logical relationship at all. He asked for advice with a curiosity expression: "Mr. Kale, please explain it. I really don't understand what you want to express.

”

Zuo Lan smiled and shook her head: "You might as well ask you a question, how many familiar free people do you know?"

The third-class marquis calculated based on his fingers: "With you, Mr. Rohan, the housekeeper and servants of my family, and people from certain restaurants and entertainment venues, the above are probably the ones that have really communicated."

When Zuo Lan looked at this third-class lord again, his heart completely changed. This third-class lord is not a problem with his brain, so he must be an old stubborn person.

That little girl was so confused that anyone with a little brain could think of what was going on.

However, the third-class marquis said again: "I know what you want to say to me. You want to say that some people's economic situation is different from yours. However, I have also known free people, although they seem to be busy and hard.

But there is no problem with food and clothing. The most important thing is that I have heard more than once that some naughty children are unwilling to wear thick clothes in winter and think that the clothes are ugly. As for children, it is understandable."

Zuo Lan nodded silently. He did not change his view of the person in front of him because of this sentence, nor did he stay on this issue. It would be meaningless to continue.

He changed the topic: "You are right. You are, it is really rare for people like you to eat in this small restaurant. I should have invited you to a small gathering at home, and you also know that I am in the king.

There is no formal residence yet."

"I think this problem will be solved soon." The third-level husband looked proud and satisfied, "Mr. Yu Lian has read the plan for establishing an overall market management and highly praised your plan.

, said that I will take time to talk to you in detail.”

This third-class marquis can be a father to Yu Lian in terms of age. His current job is one of the deputy speakers of the Chamber of Commerce meeting.

Because since this meeting was established, it could not be separated from control and allowed to develop. In the meeting, in addition to Yu Lian, a few nobles were added.

At the current meeting, there is a speaker and five deputy speakers, and there are many positions left below. After all, the country is very large and there are few people and it is impossible to get it.

Zuo Lan nodded gratefully, poured the hot wine with the third class Hou and started drinking it.

Zuo Lan's eyes fell on the street, and an elderly guy went to the little girl's place.

Xiang Du reached out to shook his hand in front of the little girl's face a few times: "How do you sell this match?"

As soon as these words were said, the little girl was suddenly heartbroken. She regretted it very much. Now she had no matches sold, and she ordered them all.

Xiang Du still looked inquiring, the little girl threw down the burned matchstick and scratched her dry hair with both hands.

Xiang Du was a little at a loss. He calculated that the time was really not long. If it was a little later, he would have to run to the timber factory.

The little girl scratched her hair, and said in a self-deprecating tone, "It's gone! It's gone! It's gone!"

"What about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" The little girl raised her head, as if she had seen a faint hope. This hope disappeared in an instant. She lowered her head and said weakly: "There is no tomorrow."

“I can pay first.”

"this……"

"But you want to tell me the price of the match."

"One, one..." the little girl gritted her teeth, "One twenty countries."

Xiang Duxin is bleeding. No wonder no one buys this thing now. It’s too expensive, it’s still a one-time job.

But he didn't know that the little girl was afraid that she would not be able to sell it, so she even offered a very low price. After purchasing the goods with two Kuluns, there was no money left. The little girl never thought about how to explain after she got home.

Those matches that fell.

He touched the coins that were about to be touched in his pocket, and took out two hearts: "These are two Kuluns, for you."

The little girl took the coin in disbelief and thanked her wildly: "Thank you, thank you, kind gentleman, thank you..."

Before he could finish his thanks, Xiang Du ran away, fearing that he would regret it, so he ran all the way to the timber factory where he wanted to work.

Zuo Lan in the restaurant finished watching this scene. He couldn't hear the sound due to distance, but he could guess the smile on the little girl's face.

This little girl is not pretty, she can be said to be ugly, and her face is dirty.
Chapter completed!