Zhe Xiaoyu saw this, and her beautiful eyes unconsciously revealed a touch of compassion.
She walked over and stuffed the piece of meat into the little boy's hand, softly saying, "Eat up, sweetheart, and be careful not to choke!"
"Thank you for giving my granddaughter and grandson these snacks. By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll go and cook something for you!" The old woman, seeing the warmth and care Zhe Xiaoyu showed these three strangers, immediately greeted them enthusiastically.
Ye Ling smiled and waved his hand, "Don't trouble yourself, auntie. You go ahead with your work, we'll just have a chat among ourselves."
"Oh, that's fine then, feel free to look around!" the old woman nodded.
Watching the old woman hobbling away, Zhe Xiaoyu sighed inwardly.
She walked up to the little boy and girl, "What poor children, where are your mom and dad?"