Lion's Mouth

Fortunately, the guard opened the door for her. She took out the food and drinks from the box.

Xiao Jing Hong didn't use his chopsticks at all. He used his filthy hands to pick up the chicken drumstick and brought it to his mouth to wolf it down.

Si Ma saw the situation and cried, "Pity my Hong'er, you've suffered."

She smoothed out Xiao Qinghong's hair and said, "Hong'er, eat slower. Eat slower."

"Mother, since you've come in, could it be that you've found someone who can get me out?" Xiao Qinghong's mouth was stuffed with food. As he ate, he mumbled, "Why did I hear them say that I was a felon?"

He felt that he was even more wronged than Dou Er. He clearly hadn't done anything and had only earned a tael of silver before he was arrested for walking away and committing a private crime.

Si Ma also thought of his purpose for coming here today. He lowered his voice and said, "Th, private matter, you definitely can't admit to it …"