After autumn and winter, due to the bad harvest, troubles broke out everywhere, and riots broke out in many places. Those wealthy families who still had some food left at home became the first to be robbed.
Qiao Yuyan nodded, "It's a poor thing. I want people to be more careful. Fortunately, don't bully her. If she doesn't want to in the future, I'll find a way to send her out."
"Don't worry, Madam!" Shi Ye comforted softly, "Why don't you want to? She originally ran to the capital with the refugees, and every bit of her body was stripped clean.
If it weren't for the color, those people would probably suffer losses just to get a better price.
Just like that, I don’t know how much hardship I endured along the way, and when I got into the hands of the bustard, I was beaten and scolded, and I never had a full meal."
Hearing this, Qiao Yuyan frowned and could only sigh for a long time. The world is difficult, and the real difficulty is always the people below.
Shiye thought she was still pitying the girl, so he quickly said: "We also asked the girl and explained the situation to her.
This girl is also a neat girl. She said that in troubled times, human life is worth less than grass. Since we spent money to buy her, let her deal with a man specifically, provide him with food, a place to live and clothes to wear, which is better than that of the old bustard.
In my hands, I can receive guests day and night, which is already a great blessing."
Speaking of this, Shi Ye couldn't help but sigh, "I hope Nanbian can get better soon! If there is a few more chaos, the world will be full of girls like her, with half-clothed children scattered thousands of miles away.
I'm starving."
Qiao Yuyan thought of Wen Tingyuan in a daze. He was afraid that it would be really tragic.
Although he came back in such a miserable and miserable state that time because he had been traveling for several days, but it may not have been because he had worked hard there day and night.
He just asked but didn't say anything. Cheng Feng even got the order and kept his mouth tight.
Qiao Yuyan then asked about the porridge shed again.
It is now the New Year of the new emperor's first year on the throne. No matter how difficult the new year is outside, the cabinet does not dare to say any unfavorable words and is only busy with the new emperor celebrating the New Year and enjoying the New Year with the people.
Neither the government nor the officials dared to set up a porridge shed at this time for fear of accidentally getting into trouble.
Qiao Yuyan didn't dare. Song Yuwei and his wife came over two days ago and discussed a plan. They asked Senior Brother Long to come forward and set up several porridge shacks outside the city, and they were responsible for paying.
Wen Tingyuan and Mrs. Xu both gave their bodies to her before. Mrs. Xu gave Qiao Yuyan's share back, but Mrs. Xu only took half of it, saying that it was half for her and An Ge'er.
But Wen Tingyuan's has always been kept here. With these things in her hands, Qiao Yuyan would never be able to use them all in three or four lifetimes.
If you can do something good, think of it as accumulating some yin virtue.
Fortunately, Senior Brother Long is a capable person and has some powerful people under his command, so he can be considered restrained. However, these things are really a drop in the bucket for the constant stream of refugees.
Compared with the miserable situation outside the city where people are blocked from entering, the inside of the city seems to be another world, separated by a wall and clearly separated from each other.
On the streets of the capital, there is still prosperity everywhere. As we enter the twelfth lunar month, the feeling of the New Year in the city is getting stronger and stronger.
Long queues have already formed in the shops selling New Year's goods. In the restaurants, banquet brochures have been made and sent to the wealthy families for reference. The current table reservation status is written in charcoal on the sign at the gate to avoid being late.
I can't book it anymore.
People on the street were coming and going, all looking happy that the New Year was about to come, and bright red lanterns were hung everywhere.
Wen Liang looked at the woman opposite him taking a sip of soup obediently, and couldn't help but express his tenderness, "Are you still used to it?"
The girl's face is cleanly pigmented, and there is no powder applied on her face. It cannot be said to be very pigmented, but her eyebrows are clear and have a very attractive color.
At this time, she was only wearing plain clothes, and her black hair was only tied up with a hair tie, which made her look more and more like hibiscus from pure water, with a natural and uncarved look.
Hearing what he said, the girl quickly stood up to say thank you, but was stopped by Wen Liang, "Why are you so polite?"
"Brother Wen saved my life. If it weren't for you, I don't know where I would end up living. You even found me a place to live. Mrs. Lin is such a nice person. I can still do some embroidery now."
Damn it, this is already the life I dream of."
She looked at him with sparkling eyes, full of sincere gratitude, as if gentleness was everything to her at this time.
"It's just a little effort."
"No!" The girl shook her head, "How can there be so much effort in this world? I am an orphan, living in the capital, and I have suffered so many looks and tramples. The so-called dignity and decency have long been forgotten.
And if he hadn't tried his best to conceal his appearance, I'm afraid he would have been poisoned a long time ago. During this period, no one would have done anything. What's more, in order to pay off my debts, Brother Wen even found me a place to live in the Lin family. Now he still has
Remember to come and visit me, I’m really..."
She seemed to be choked as she spoke, but within a moment, she adjusted herself and still raised her teacup gracefully, "Su Jinyan offered tea instead of wine, thanking Brother Wen."
Wen Liang admired her attitude very much, and no longer refused, he clinked glasses with her and drank, "Miss Su..."
"Brother Wen, my father and mother-in-law both called me Ayan at home. Now that they are gone, Brother Wen is the best person to me in the world. If not, you should also call me Ayan! This way..."
She paused and tried to smile, "This way, it's as if I still have relatives in the world."
At first, Wen Liangliang felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the name "Ayan", but when he heard what she said later, he couldn't say any words of rejection.
Seeing his hesitation, Su Jinyan suddenly thought of something, "Ah, Brother Wen, don't be embarrassed. I, that's what I said. Thinking about it carefully, there seems to be something wrong. Brother Wen already has a family. If there is any misunderstanding,
But it’s not good.”
Wen Liang didn't expect that she would think of everything for him first. Facing her clear eyes, thinking of her tragic life experience, and her tenacious and unyielding character, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
"It doesn't matter," Wen Liang pondered for a while and then smiled, "My wife is also from a family of poets, writers, and officials. She is not that kind of ignorant woman, let alone that kind of jealous woman who is jealous for no reason.
What's more, a gentleman is magnanimous and there is no personal relationship between you and me, so why bother to stick to these details, I will just call you Ayan."
Su Jinyan was really happy. It was the first time since she met her that she saw a truly happy smile. Wen Liang felt in his heart that he had done something wrong just now.
Such an innocent and lovely girl, who would be willing to let her down?
After seeing her all the way to Lin's house, Su Jinyan happily went in to say goodbye to him, "Brother Wen, we have agreed that I will invite you next time, otherwise I will never go out again!"