Maybe the housekeeper will never forget all his life. When they took out the food, how moved the villagers were. They supported each other, snuggled up, gratefully, and kneeled down.

And this time he went there was more than just a timely help, he was simply a life-threatening one.

After the housekeeper came back, he had never even drank a sip of water. He then pulled a few trucks of grain and sent it to the tenants who rented fertile fields in the mansion. He also took some cotton coats, mainly for the children and the elderly.

These things are not too much or too little, and they are enough to save many lives. Those who plant the fertile land of Duke Wei’s Mansion will really die fewer than this year. As for other villages, they really don’t have such good luck.

The house collapsed, people died, the house was gone, there was no food, and they were starved to death.

There are more, they are frozen to death.

Madam He took out all the clothes that Shen Qingci had worn before. This was the cotton coat she wore last year. It has not been available yet. It is like the clothes of the master of the mansion. If she doesn't wear them, they will be taken away by the servants of the mansion. Because they are all good clothes, anyone with a child can wear them.

These packed up and there was a large box. It didn't look like many, but there were really a lot of them.

"Madam, take out your old clothes. I'll have someone make new ones for you next year," Shen Qingci took a piece of clothes and compared them. It was really too short. If she put them on now, it would be almost the same as a monkey show.

"I've taken it out long ago," Madam He knew what Shen Qingci wanted to do, so she had already asked the people in the mansion to take out all the old clothes. Although they were all old clothes and were not too warm, for poor families, these were all good clothes they had never seen before.

"Thank you, nanny," Shen Qingci hugged Madam He's arm. Her Madam is really the best Madam in the world. Even if she did something wrong, even if she was sentenced to divorce her, for Madam, she is still her good child, her good sister, and her good girl.

Even if she was asked to exchange her life for the end, she would not blink. Even if she lost her life in the end, in her heart, the girl she raised was the best.

Madam He gently caressed Shen Shen Qingci's hair, and she really felt sorry for her young lady. Without the care of her mother, if she ignores her, who can take care of her?

"A Ning..."

At this time, the curtain outside was pulled open, and Shen Qingrong walked in. The cloak she was wearing was covered with snowflakes. However, the distance between this yard and another yard had so many snowflakes on her body, and she knew how heavy the snow was.

"Sister..." Shen Qingci let go of Madam He's arm. Shen Qingrong also took off the cloak on her body and asked Tingdong to hold it. There were two mothers behind her holding something, "I heard that you were going to build a porridge shed, so I came over. Is the food in the mansion enough? If it is not enough, I will go to Prince Jun's Mansion."

"No need for sister," Shen Qingci ran over and grabbed Shen Qingrong's sleeve. The eight-year-old girl was still much shorter than her sister, but she was still a child who could be held in her arms.

"Our family has enough food, so there is no need to borrow it."

Shen Qingci pulled his sister's sleeve again, and his coquettish look was exactly the same as before, which really made Shen Qingrong not know how to love her.

So well-behaved, so sensible, and so capable.

"I took out all my clothes that I didn't wear, and I also gathered some of them from the nanny and the others. I went to Jun Wang Mansion once a while, but I didn't just send some new cotton coats. I think there are a lot of them there."

"Okay," Shen Qingci naturally would not refuse. They thought they would be willing to exchange these new cotton coats for some old cotton coats. In fact, he still has some cotton coats in his hands, but he can't take them out. Now many wealthy families in Beijing have not worn new cotton coats. If she brought these to help the victims, she would be beaten.

Shen Qingrong did not delay. No matter how cold she was outside, she would go out. After thinking that Princess Jun knew about it, she was extremely ashamed. Why was she even worse than a few children? They thought of the victims outside, but she knew that she was surrounded by the charcoal fire and chatted with her daughters every day, and ate the exquisite snacks made in the mansion, but she forgot the sentence, where the wine and meat of the rich people were frozen to death.

She quickly asked someone to clean up the old clothes in the mansion, but even the three daughters didn't let go. They picked them all out, and even the children's clothes were found.

They can't use these, but there are too many people who can use them and wear them.

And she was also preparing to go outside to serve porridge.

Their houses can be filled with surplus food, and they can be divided into some of them, and they may be able to save a lot of people. Sometimes a bowl of porridge and a bowl of water can really save a person's life.

On the Wei State Mansion, the housekeeper asked the servants to build a large awning at the door of the mansion, and also asked the kitchen to cook porridge. The porridge should be so hot, otherwise it would be all watery.

The firewood in the kitchen kept burning, and several large pots of porridge came out. I don’t know where the news came from. Their porridge shed was not yet ready, and all the refugees came here.

If you didn’t see it with your own eyes, you might never know that it was such a uncomfortable thing to face these difficult faces.

These refugees were hungry and skinny, their clothes were worn out, and even their children were the same. They were frostbite everywhere, and their hands were red and swollen, which was very pitiful.

One bowl of porridge and one steamed bun can be full. There are not many clothes in their house, and they can only be given to the elderly and children. There are still sick people. However, this meal of porridge and a white-floured bun can really save many lives.

Shen Qingci took a large spoon and scooped some into a child's small bowl. The child's face was frostbite, and he was also young, probably only three or four years old, just like she was back then.

"Sister, can I ask for another one?"

The child asked carefully, "Mom and brother are both sick."

Shen Qingci reached out and touched the child's hair. He could touch the unmelted snow on her hair, as if it had become ice.

She said to Bai Mei beside her, and Bai Mei nodded immediately and first went to find the doctor in the palace.

Not long after, the doctor from the government came over and was carrying his own medicine box.
Chapter completed!