The little girl from Midian is called Zhao Qing, and she is the king of children in Jinling City.
In the early years, shopkeeper Wang, who had some old friends with her father, saw that she was pitiful, so he introduced her to a job in a rice shop. Over the years, she has been working conscientiously, using the meager wages from her rice shop to support her.
younger siblings .
Of course, her small salary cannot support her "huge family". It is common for her to miss one meal and the next. If shopkeeper Wang hadn't often sent her some rice and noodles, her younger brothers and sisters would have been there.
They were starving to death in the dilapidated yard.
April 16th was still an ordinary day. Except for the strange monk who appeared in a hurry in the morning, there was nothing special.
Zhao Jing walked slowly in the alley, watching the sun go west in the sky. She turned her head slightly and glanced at the beggars in the distance.
Among these people, except for some really difficult people, most of them are healthy people with sound limbs.
"Humph." Zhao Jing rolled her eyes.
It's not that she looks down on these beggars, it's because most of them are normal people with normal minds and sound limbs.
She looked down upon these people who had both hands and feet but went to steal food from people who really needed help.
Zhao Jing cursed a few words secretly in her heart and quickened her pace to the dilapidated house where she settled down.
Walking to the door, before knocking, she noticed the white rice on the soles of her feet.
"Um?"
She frowned slightly and grabbed the white rice on the ground, regardless of the dust on the ground.
“Polished rice!”
Zhao Jing cried out in surprise. She quickly squatted down and carefully looked at the white rice scattered in the dust. After confirming that the grain was polished rice, she knocked on the wooden door with a stern face.
A boy stuck his head out of the big hole in the wooden door. When he saw that the woman outside the door was Zhao Jing, he hurriedly opened the door.
"Sister Jingjing, you are back!"
The wild children on the side quickly surrounded him like koi carps snatching fish food.
"Um."
Zhao Jing responded and walked into the courtyard with a dull face.
After the boy locked the door, she spread her right hand and asked, "Xingang, Lu Xia, did you go out to steal something?"
The older boy and girl looked at the white rice in Zhao Jing's hand and quickly shook their heads and said: "No, absolutely not."
"Then how did this come about?" Zhao Jing obviously didn't believe what the boy and girl said, "Sister has long said that even if we starve to death, we can't steal other people's food. Please return the things quickly. The lost rice,
My sister will find a way to compensate others."
The boy and the girl looked at each other and looked towards the room in front of them. The girl mustered up the courage to go forward and tugged on Zhao Jing's sleeves and said: "Sister, please go and take a look inside the room. No one is looking at my brother now. I
I’m afraid he’ll eat the cake.”
"Pastry? You also stole pastries. Is this something we can afford?"
"Sister, you'd better go in with us and have a look!"
Full of doubts, Zhao Jing followed the boy and girl into the house.
Zhao Jing, who knew the whole house well, entered the house and immediately saw the cloth bags piled up like a hill in the corner.
"these things!"
Zhao Jing walked forward and reached out to touch the cloth bags. Having worked in the rice shop for many years, she could tell at a glance that these rice bags came from the rice shop where she worked.
"This rope..."
Yes, she tied this knot with her own hands.
"Sister, my brother and I heard strange noises at noon today. When we opened the door, we saw these things placed at the door."
Zhao Jing crossed her arms to her chest and gently hooked her chin with her fingers. She carefully counted the rice bags. There were exactly six bags, including four bags of rice and two bags of flour. Yes, this was the polished rice she sold to the monk.
That monk must be the legendary immortal.
"Sister, can I eat it?"
The girl grabbed a small baggage from somewhere, and it contained exactly the pastries the girl just mentioned.
Zhao Jing closed her eyes and thought for a while, then raised the corners of her mouth slightly. She reached out and touched the boy and girl's heads, and said with a smile: "Eat it, this is a gift from the immortal to us."
"Well, thank you sister."
The boys and girls cheered, ran over one after another, stuffed things into their mouths, and then drank the tea in big gulps.
Looking at the looks of her younger brothers and sisters, Zhao Jing smiled slightly, feeling happy in her heart.
"Sister, eat."
"Um."
She took the pastry from the boy's hand and put it into her mouth in front of her younger siblings. She squinted her eyes and enjoyed the sweetness spreading in her mouth.
After eating the cakes, she came to the door with a broom, carefully swept up the rice grains buried in the dust, carefully packed them in a cloth bag, and hung them on the beams.
She bowed devoutly to the cloth bag in front of her and whispered: "Thank you Immortal for the gift. The little girl will definitely do more good deeds in the future. Immortal bless, bless..."
The laughter coming from the dilapidated house was heard by an old man on the roof.
The old man nodded slightly, very satisfied with the girl's approach. He tiptoed a little and disappeared into the dusk, as if he came quietly and left quietly.
The crescent moon had just come out and the moon was shining over the pond. Lin Yanli was sitting by the pond with a bamboo basket full of fish beside him.
Zhou Qianluo and Liu Bailuo were missing.
At this time, Lin Yanli's fish float moved. She stretched out her hand and pulled a koi out of the water.
At this time, she felt the breeze coming from behind her, squinted her eyes and looked back, and said calmly: "How about those children?"
"The character is still good, but it's a pity that there is no one who can cultivate immortality." Qu Zhe said with some regret.
"In this world, mortals are the majority after all."
Lin Yanli threw out the fishing rod again and said calmly: "When they grow up, let the informants in Jinling City recommend jobs to them, and then find a good family and live a happy and short life."
"Miss is kind-hearted." Qu Zhe said with a smile. "
"Come on, I'm not a good person." Lin Yanli waved his hand and denied Qu Zhe's flattering behavior, "I just have nothing to do and have some fun for myself."
"Mom modesty, young lady."
"What did you do with optimism?"
"I was drinking wine at Oiran Street. I should be on my way back now."
"What a pervert," Lin Yanli cursed.
Although she doesn't like to judge too much about the private life of the elders in the sect, she is optimistic that this person is indeed a bit dissolute and unruly.
"That's all. When he comes back, let him go to the Imperial Preceptor's Office in person to collect the names who will attend the meeting tomorrow. As the saying goes, know yourself and the enemy and you will be victorious in any battle. It is always right to prepare in advance."
"yes."
"And..." Lin Yanli looked up at the night sky, "I suddenly want to eat cakes."
Qu Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and said: "Miss, wait a moment, I'll have someone deliver it right now."