Notice: This is a serious story with angst (craft knives). The protagonist is female. Some characters mistake her for a boy at first.
Blurb: The life of the little devil Xu You ning
Xu You ning: How could I possibly be a little devil?
Xu You ning swallowed her steamed bun and said earnestly, My mother told me not to steal, not to rob, not to abandon my family name, and not to become anyone's servant.
The old beggar frowned. Then what were you doing just now?
Xu You ning: I was borrowing it. I'll pay you back eventually.
Xu You ning: Eventually!
That did sound familiar. He'd heard it at least two hundred times, if not eight hundred.
Xu You ning: Do you usually use this to bathe?
Seeing the doubt on Xu You ning's face, Guo You nodded innocently.
Xu You ning glanced sideways at Guo You. You've been using it, and now I have to use it too. We'll have to share it from now on. Don't you think that's too dirty?
Guo You seemed to understand what she meant. It was as if a clap of thunder had exploded in his mind. He truly couldn't believe what he'd just heard, and for once he was a little angry. Xu You ning, you, you...
After stammering for a while without managing to finish, Guo You felt that everything he'd learned at school had gone straight back to his teacher. He was immediately furious.
He clenched his fists and silently closed his eyes, trying to calm himself. In a gentle voice, he said, After dinner, I'll make you a new one.
Guo You: If you don't mind, you can use this one today.
Xu You ning: I do mind.
Guo You nodded, his fists trembling slightly, and headed out of the kitchen...
Theme: Good and evil lie in the heart.
