"Hey, isn't that Qing?"
"Come in and have a few drinks with us, brothers?"
"Hahaha!"
Clad in a straw raincoat and wearing a bamboo hat, Qing ignored the drunks' nonsensical banter and hurried into a pharmacy with her little brother.
"Ah, that girl, she's a pitiable one."
"Not only did her parents die early, but she's also left with such a burden."
"Just a medicine pot, how can she make ends meet?"
"In such cold weather, even a grown man might not withstand it, how can this little girl endure?"
"You say that, but if you want to help her, why don't you find a matchmaker and propose?"
"Don't say that. The girl is very capable, a good wife who knows how to manage a household."
"Unfortunately, she's saddled with a burden..."
While the people inside the shop were discussing, Qing had already left the pharmacy and was heading back to her fish stall with her little brother.
