Old Man Yang, it's the end of the month again. Don't delay any further.
A loud voice reached Tang Feng's ears as the little girl, frightened, scurried into his embrace.
"What's wrong, girl?"
"Big brother, those bad people are here again."
"What are they here for?" Tang Feng asked.
"They're here for money. They come every month. Grandpa is very tired and works hard fishing, but he just doesn't have the money to give them." The girl's eyes brimmed with tears, and seeing this, Tang Feng's heart ached. He picked up the little girl and walked out of the room.
Only then did he realize he had been living by the sea in a very ordinary bungalow, with very few neighbors around, so extremely simple.
At that moment, the old man was kneeling on the ground, facing three unsavory youths of the sort you'd find causing trouble in society.
All of them dressed up and flashy.
