慕朝烟盯着那碗馄饨，眼睛里都冒出了绿光。老板娘眼尖，斜了她一眼，没说什么，又舀起一个馄饨，颤巍巍地递了过去。

“给妹妹一个。”老板娘声音沙哑。

她赶紧接过来，狼吞虎咽地就吃了，连汤都不带剩的。老板娘看着她，叹了口气，指了指旁边破旧的桌子：“坐吧，饿死我了，还要赶着收摊。”

慕朝烟老老实实坐下，看着碗里剩下的汤，眼巴巴地问：“叔叔，汤……”

老板娘摇摇头：“没了，快吃面吧。”

她只能含着泪，把最后一点面也都吃了下去。胃里暖暖的，心里却空落落的。她摸了摸口袋，摸出一枚铜板，递给老板娘：“叔叔，谢谢您。”

老板娘接过铜板，皱着眉头数了数，又递给她两个铜板：“不够啊，下次再来。”

慕朝烟只能讪讪地接受，心里发誓，一定要尽快攒够钱。她站起身，准备离开，突然一个冰冷的声音传来。

“哪里来的小乞儿，挡了本少的路。”

慕朝烟一愣，抬头看去，只见一个黑色的身影挡住了她的去路。她下意识地往旁边一躲，却还是被他撞了一下。

“走路不看路啊？”莫玄珲嘴角勾起一抹嘲讽的笑，眼神里满是厌恶。

慕朝烟被他吓了一跳，连忙道歉：“对不起，对不起，我不是故意的。”

莫玄珲根本不理她， Такое behavior only makes him more annoyed. He grabbed her arm, wanting to push her away, but she suddenly grabbed his hand.

“放手！” she yelled.

莫玄珲 was surprised by her reaction. He looked at her, her eyes were full of anger. He never expected such behavior from this little girl.

“Why are you trying to fight with me?” he asked.

“I’m not afraid of you!” she replied.

The two continued to argue, talking in loud voices. The people around them began to look at them. Some were laughing, some were looking sympathetic.