Chapter 94: Being plotted, I feel unhappy

Sun Yufen curled her lips, looked at Su Jinxiu, and then at Mu Qingyu.

Mu Qingyu was such a noble and remarkable person back then.

Now, he is looked down upon by an ugly cook.

She had a good idea in her mind.

"It's really ugly, but both of you have disabled legs.

Isn't it a good match for an ugly person?

You are so ugly, you must not be married.

Grandma, otherwise, you help Mu Qingyu..."

Mrs. Sun frowned as she didn't know what her granddaughter wanted to do.

"Yufen, grandma is a little tired. Please help her to rest for a while."

The grandmother has the final say in the house, and even her father, who is so powerful in front of outsiders, has to listen to her words.

Sun Yufen naturally did not dare to say anything and helped Mrs. Sun back to the room.

Mrs. Sun lay on the couch and glanced at the aggrieved Sun Yufen.

"Is Fen'er angry at grandma for sending you away?"

Sun Yufen shook her head and obediently squeezed Mrs. Sun's shoulders.

"How could Fen'er be so angry with grandma? I just don't understand.

Why does grandma want to defend Mu Qingyu? Fen'er hates him."

Many years ago, Sun Yufen met Mu Qingyu at Mu's house.

At that time, Mu Qingyu was a smart young man known far and wide.

He is gentle and courteous in his conduct, and his appearance is one of a kind.

No flaw can be found anywhere.

How could she not like the young girl Huai Chun at that time?

Regardless of the girl's shyness, she asked her grandmother to help arrange the match.

Her grandmother loved her and deliberately agreed to this marriage.

But she didn't expect that Mu Qingyu didn't know how to flatter her and actually humiliated her in public.

But she was laughed at for a while, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

The Mu family was defeated, Mu Qingyu's parents died, and he became disabled.

As a last resort, he begged Grandma Yang to take him in.

The originally noble nobleman has now become a poor man who cannot even have enough to eat.

She finally felt angry. Didn't Mu Qingyu look down on her?

Humph, she asked Mu Qingyu to marry a frighteningly ugly village woman.

Mrs. Sun patted Sun Yufen's hand and motioned for her to sit down.

"Grandma is not protecting him, she is helping you.

Now that he lives in the Sun Mansion, if he marries such a woman.

It will become a stain on you. Grandma Fen'er will marry high in the future.

Grandma will not allow anyone to hinder your marriage."

Sun Yufen felt that her grandmother was right and nodded obediently.

"Thank you grandma for your teaching, Fen'er knows."

On one side, the grandfather and grandson were having a long chat, while on the other side, Su Jinxiu and her fifth aunt went to the warehouse.

I took a few sacks of rice and returned to the kitchen.

The fifth aunt called everyone in the house to help pick out the rice embryos.

A grain of rice is only so small, and the rice embryo is even more pitiful.

I feared that I had to pick hundreds of kilograms of rice just to get a plate of rice embryos for making pastries.

Su Jinxiu grinds the rice embryos and wild dates into a paste, pours it into a bamboo tube and puts it into a pot to steam over high heat.

Before serving, garnish with another flower petal.

The rice cake smells sweet and looks pleasing to the eye.

In addition to rice cakes, there are also some appetizing dishes.

After finishing it, he handed it over to the fifth aunt and the maid to send it out.

Before the fifth aunt left, she looked at the broken rice beside the pot and gritted her teeth in distress.

"Jinxiu, these broken rice were thrown away and wasted.

Take it home and feed it to the pigs!"

The old lady's leftovers were never kept in the house.

Although it is a pity, I can only throw it away.

Su Jinxiu responded and waited for the fifth aunt to leave.

Ma Liuer pushes the broken rice into slurry and steams it to make rice cakes.

Put it in a wooden barrel and take it away through the back door.

She carried two large buckets of rice cakes all the way to the ruined temple on the outskirts of the city.

The refugees all settled in the ruined temple. When they smelled the fragrance of rice cakes, they sat up in shock.

"What does it smell like? It smells good?"

Su Jinxiu put the barrel away and took out the rice cake.

"Here are the rice cakes that have just come out of the pot. They are still hot. Come and eat them!"

When they heard that there was food, the refugees' eyes widened.

Like hungry wolves, they swarmed forward and almost knocked over the barrel and Su Jinxiu.

Su Jinxiu quickly held on to the barrel, fearing that they would knock over the rice cakes and lose the food.

"Miss Su, be careful."

Behind him, Mu Qingyu reached out and gave Su Jinxiu a hand.

Pushing the wheelchair forward, he stood in front of Su Jinxiu and held the barrel.

"Come one by one. If you fight over it, you won't have anything to eat in the future."

His voice was not loud, but it had the power to calm people's hearts.

Although the refugees were extremely hungry, they still stood in an orderly manner.

One by one, they came forward and Mu Qingyu divided the rice cakes.

There are a lot of rice cakes, but there are more refugees.

Each person was given one, and it was gone in one bite.

They stared at Mu Qingyu and Su Jinxiu, treating them as life-saving immortals.

"Two gods, will you come again tomorrow?"

Mu Qingyu glanced at Su Jinxiu and smiled softly.

"It depends on what this girl wants. I have no choice."

Those people looked at Su Jinxiu's eyes, full of prayers.

Su Jinxiu's heart couldn't help but pause.

"I try my best……"

She couldn't give them empty hope, she could only do her best.

Although I can earn some money now, I can't spend any extra money to help the victims.

I can only hope that the old woman likes today's rice cake and asks her to make it more times.

In this way, she can also help more refugees.

When leaving the ruined temple, Su Jinxiu's steps were a little hasty.

It was already dark and there were not many people on the street.

The only sound in the dark long street was the sound of wheelchairs rolling by.
To be continued...