Ye Siming glanced at the front, where there were two or three people with ferocious faces and sallow faces, looking like ruffians.
Although there were officers and soldiers guarding the area, their actions were rude.
He was doing such a good thing as giving soup, but he didn't look good at all.
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows coldly and made a judgment: "This is unnecessary."
Gu Nuoer followed his gaze and smiled with her small white teeth: "Brother Siming is talking about opening a tent to give out porridge? This is what dad and I suggested!
Those arrogant and unreasonable beggars, in order to educate them, let them be responsible for distributing porridge. If they do not finish the porridge or eat it secretly, they will be punished."
The little guy lay on the railing and looked over there: "Well, it looks like the effect is pretty good!"
Ye Siming found it difficult to agree, and sneered: "These people look cunning, and you really don't know if they want to steal it.
People who are not honest will definitely think of cheating. In my opinion, if everyone is given a beating, they will learn to behave."
Gu Nuoer sat up straight: "I have guessed this possibility a long time ago, so didn't I ask Brother Siming to accompany me today?"
Ye Siming looked at her, waiting for her words.
At this time, the waiter came back with a clean white towel.
Gu Nuoer quickly held a silver ingot in her small hand and handed it over: "Boy, help me find a pair of beggars and borrow two sets of clothes that are suitable for me and this brother."
This was the first time the waiter heard this request.
The little girl in front of her is carved in pink and jade, and dressed in brocade.
At first glance, he looks like a child from a wealthy family.
Why would you want to wear beggar's clothes?
Gu Nuo'er didn't explain, and waved her little hand lightly: "Go quickly, we will leave after finishing the pastries."
The waiter didn't even think about it anymore. Maybe this was the fun of the rich.
He took the money, turned around and went to do it.
Ye Siming frowned: "We want to dress up as beggars and pretend to ask for porridge?"
Gu Nuoer ran to him, stood up on tiptoes, and opened her beautiful eyes: "Wow, brother Siming, you are so smart!"
Yes, if she wants to test whether these people are honest or not.
The best way is for her to mix in with the poor people begging for rice.
What could be more direct than this?
Gu Nuoer's thoughts surprised Ye Siming a little.
A pair of dark eyes under his long eyebrows stared intently at the little guy in front of him.
She has been pampered since she was born. When it snows, the emperor and his concubines will worry about her freezing.
The little guy has always been squeamish too.
But what she did this time surprised Ye Siming.
The seemingly delicate little princess, in order to understand the sentiments of the people, was willing to pretend to be a beggar and wear other people's clothes to beg for porridge.
Ye Siming suddenly felt that he couldn't understand Gu Nuo'er.
She is only three years old, but she acts like she has her own opinions.
Just when he was stunned, he suddenly noticed a warmth on his face.
When Ye Siming came back to his senses, Gu Nuoer held a white towel in his hand and tried his best to wipe away the blood drops on his face while standing on tiptoe.
Gu Nuoer was very close, and there was only the reflection of Ye Siming in her clear and beautiful eyes.
"You have to wipe it clean," she said in a soft, sweet voice, "This way I can confirm that it's not brother Siming who is injured."
After Ye Siming's cheeks returned to whiteness, the little guy clapped his hands with satisfaction.
Then he turned around and sat back down to eat pastries.
Only Yesi Ming could not calm down for a long time.
The warmth on his face was still there, why did he suddenly feel a sense of relief at being taken care of?