Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

31: Chapter 31: Doing Good (2)_1 31: Chapter 31: Doing Good (2)_1 At the entrance of Li’s Record and Cloth Store

Cai Wei, holding an earthen jar and carrying a bamboo basket, nervously dismounted the cow cart.

The bone soup she had simmered early in the morning was very nutritious.

She hoped the old beggar was still alive.

If he were, and could have some of her soup, it might be some small compensation for her guilt and give her a little peace of mind.

At the entrance, she found the doors of the cloth store tightly shut and there was no one in sight.

Cai Wei approached nervously and knocked on the door with her fist.

Upon hearing the knock, the embroideress from the neighboring embroidery shop came out and told her that the old beggar whom Manager Li had taken in died in the middle of the previous night.

The manager had asked people to take the old beggar to the outskirts of the mountain for burial early in the morning, so the shop might not open for business today.

If she wanted to buy fabric, she would have to come back the next morning.

Cai Wei felt suffocated as her heart sank at the news.

“I did not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me.” He was a peaceful old man who should have been able to lead a carefree life.

But in the end, he lost his life because of her!

After leaving the cloth store, Cai Wei’s mood had worsened to its limits.

In her previous life, despite killing many people, she never killed an innocent person.

That was her bottom line.

To her surprise, shortly after her arrival in this new world, she had already caused the death of a helpless old man.

Carrying the jar of bone soup, she listlessly climbed back onto the cow cart.

Jiujin noticed that Cai Wei was in a bad mood and spoke cautiously, “Sister Wei’er, where do you want to go now?

I’ll take you there.”

Cai Wei pondered for a moment and asked, “Jiujin, do you know where the beggars in this town usually gather?”

The death of the old beggar was a fact and regretting now was of no use.

So, she wanted to do some good deeds to help those beggars who used to be with the old beggar, to relieve her guilt.

Jiujin, who often went to the town to sell game, was very familiar with the town and soon pointed out the places where the beggars usually gathered.

“During the day, they mostly gather in Goldfish Lane.

It’s an area with many restaurants and the passersby are mostly wealthy customers, which makes it easy for them to beg for food.

At night, they all stay at the Earth Temple on the southern outskirts of the town.

The priest of the temple is kind-hearted and often takes in beggars and the homeless, so they won’t freeze to death.”

“In that case, let’s go to Goldfish Lane first,” said Cai Wei quietly.

“Alright!”

Without uttering another word, Jiujin raised his whip, drove the cow and headed straight for Goldfish Lane.

That’s the advantage of Jiujin.

He never questioned Cai Wei’s decisions and always supported her unconditionally.

Goldfish Lane is located in the center of the town, with cobblestone streets running from north to south.

It is the busiest street in the town.

On both sides of the street, tightly packed shops lined up, mainly restaurants and inns.

The town’s casinos and brothels are also located here.

On weekdays, the town’s wealthy people and merchants from all over come here to relax.

The cow cart turned into the alley, and they indeed saw a few emaciated beggars in tattered clothes wandering around the street.

Whenever they saw someone looking decent, they would stretch out their hands and beg with a bow.

“Sir, please be kind, spare a bite to eat!”

“Get the fuck out of my way!”

A harsh shout, like a clap of thunder, resounded through the alley.

A round-faced, big-eared man kicked, and the old beggar stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground.

“Grandpa —— Grandpa ——”

The child who was with the old beggar shouted and threw herself onto the old beggar.

“Grandpa, how are you?

Yuan’er will help you get up.” The child cried out.

Her small thin body was barely able to support the old beggar as they struggled to get up from the ground.

“Damn it, no wonder I’ve been losing money.

It’s all because you two stinking beggars brought me bad luck.

Fucking disgusting!” The man wiped his boot, spat viciously at the old beggar and his grandson, then stormed off.

“Grandpa, does it hurt?” The child sobbed, looking at her grandpa, tears rolling down her face non-stop.

“Yuan’er, don’t be afraid, don’t cry, grandpa is okay.

Yuan’er, stop crying.

The next time, grandpa will definitely meet a kind-hearted person.

He will certainly give us steamed buns to eat.” After a few bouts of hacking cough, the old beggar clumsily wiped off the tears from child’s face with his rough hand, whispering comforting words.