Qiu Xingyuan also brought Qiu Xingyu over.The little girl's mood became much better on seeing more people of the same age as her, but her face was still filled with sadness.
"That was my family's last bit of food."
The little girl sobbed as she spoke. Her family's harvest today wasn't good. They didn't manage to harvest much grain over the whole year either. Nevertheless, they relied on selling their small harvest for a bit of money. But now that the grains were dirty, even their last hope was gone.
She was very petite, and her arms were so thin that one could almost feel her bones. Judging from her appearance, she was about the same age as Little Yu, but she was much burdened by hardship.
Qiu Tong's heart softened. Looking at the crushed grains, she asked, "How much did you plan to sell it for?"
"$1."
The little girl bit her lips and said timidly. Seeing that Qiu Tong seemed to want to buy it, her big eyes were filled with anticipation.
