The Tramp's Diary of Little Four

My name is Xiaosi. I have lived in my aunt's house since I was a child. Life is tight, but at least I have someone to rely on. After school every day, I had to help with housework, washing dishes, sweeping the floor, and occasionally going to the town store to get some rice and noodles on credit. That evening, when it was dark, I rushed to the canteen carrying an empty bag. The wind made my face hurt. I lowered my head and shrank my neck, but I didn't dare to slow down my steps. When I was approaching the door of the store, I saw a familiar figure from a distance - Er Gouzi. This guy is two years older than me. He loves to bully others on weekdays. He leans against the door frame with a cigarette in his mouth and glances at me with a look in his eyes. My heart tightened and I almost tripped. Ouch, why did you bump into him! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.