Zhao Guihua carried her bundle with determination, heading straight for the place where her savior lived. The man had helped her twice, and now that she had money, she intended to repay him.
She knew that neither of them was wealthy. Her savior was also from a poor family. Having taken the ill-gotten money from those villains, she felt compelled to visit him.
Zhao Guihua made her way to the small restaurant, her clothes clean and her appearance tidy. Who would have thought she had spent three days in a house with corpses? She arrived at the restaurant, her stomach full, and stood at the entrance, looking around.
She realized she had forgotten to ask her savior's name.
Zhao Guihua stood there for a while until a young waiter came out to dump dirty water. She quickly approached him and asked, "Excuse me, could you tell me where the other waiter is? The one who's about a head taller than me, very thin and dark, with short hair? Oh, and he wears a felt hat."
