Chapter 166: Porridge

Perhaps the housekeeper will never forget how they were moved when they took out the grain. They supported each other, cuddled, thanked, and knelt down.
And this time he went, more than just sending charcoal in the snow, it was simply dying.
After the housekeeper came back, he never drank even a sip of water. He pulled a few carts of grain and sent it to the tenant tenants who had rented the farmland in Fuchu. He also took some cotton clothes, mainly for the children and the elderly.
And these things are not more or less, and they are all enough to save the lives of many people. The people who planted the fertile land of the Weiguo Gongfu really lost a lot of people this year. As for other villages, it is really not like this. Good luck.
The house collapsed, the people died, the house was gone, there was no food, and I starved to death.
There are more, it is frozen to death.
Madam He took out all the clothes Shen Qingci wore before. This is the cotton-padded jacket she wore last year. It hasn’t come yet to take it out. It looks like the clothes of the master of the house. The servants in the house were taken away because they were all good clothes, so anyone with a child in the house could wear it.
After all these are packed, there is a big box. It doesn't look like a lot, but it's a lot.
"Mother, take out your old clothes, too. When next year, I will have someone make a new one for you." Shen Qingci took a dress and compared it. It was really too short. If she Put it on now, it's almost like a monkey show.
"I took it out a long time ago." Madam He knew what Shen Qingci wanted to do. She had already asked the people in the house to take out all the old clothes. Although they were all old clothes, they were not too warm. , But as far as the poor are concerned, these are all good clothes they have never seen before.
"Thank you, mother," Shen Qingci hugged Mother He's arm. Her mother is really the best mother in the world, even if she does something wrong again, even if she is judged by others. But as far as the mother is concerned, she is still her good child, her good sister, and her good girl.
Even if she had to change her life in the end, she would not blink her eyes, even if she died because of it, in her heart, she was the best girl with one hand.
Madam He gently caressed Shen Shen Qingci's hair, and she really felt sorry for her young lady. Without the care of her mother, who could take care of her if she didn't care a little?
"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, but the distance from this yard to another yard had caused so much to fall on her. Snow, you know how big I am under this snow.
"Sister..." Shen Qingci let go of Madam He's arm, Shen Qingrong also took off her cloak, let him hold it while Listening to Dong, and there were two women holding something behind him, "I heard I said you were going to build a porridge shed, so I came over. If there is enough food in the mansion, if there is not enough, I will go to King Jun's mansion for a walk."
"No need for my sister," Shen Qingci ran over and pulled Shen Qingrong by the sleeve. The eight-year-old girl is still much shorter than her sister, but she is still a child who can be held in her arms.
"We have enough food, no need to borrow."
Shen Qingci pulled at her sister's sleeve again, and her coquettish appearance was exactly the same as before. What made Shen Qingrong really didn't know how to hurt her.
So well-behaved, so sensible, and so capable.
"I took out all the clothes I didn't wear, as well as those of the mother and the others. I also gathered some of them. Later, I went to Prince Jun’s Mansion once. I didn’t just send some new cotton clothes. They also have a lot of them."
"Okay," Shen Qingci would naturally not refuse. They were willing to exchange these new cotton clothes for some old ones. In fact, he still has some cotton clothes in his hands, but he cannot take them out. The wealthy people in Beijing did not wear new cotton clothes. If she brought these to help the victims, she would be beaten.
And Shen Qingrong did not delay, no matter how cold it was outside, she always wanted to go out. When Princess Jun knew about it, she was ashamed at this time. She was inferior to her children, they all thought about it. The victims outside are gone, but she knows every day that she is surrounded by the charcoal fire, talking and laughing with her daughters, and eating the exquisite dim sum made in the house, but she forgot that sentence, Zhumen Liquor and Meat Office, Lu There are frozen bones.
She hurriedly got people to tidy up the old clothes in the house, and even the three daughters didn’t let them go. All of them were picked out, and even the little clothes of the children were found. Up.
They don't use these anymore, but there are too many people who can use them and wear them.
And she is also ready to go outside to serve porridge.
There is enough food in their house, to the point that they can separate a portion, which may save a lot of people, and sometimes a bowl of porridge and a bowl of water can really save lives.
On the side of Weiguo Mansion, the butler asked the subordinates to build a large rain shed at the gate of the mansion, and also allowed the porridge to be cooked in the kitchen.
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 is not ready yet, and the refugees are coming.
I didn't see it with my own eyes, and may never know, it turned out to be such an uncomfortable thing to face these difficulties.
These refugees were hungry and skinny, and the clothes on their bodies were worn-out, even the children. They were frostbited everywhere, and the outstretched hands were red and swollen, very pitiful.
One person can eat a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun. There are not many clothes in their house, and they can only be given to the elderly, children, and sick and weak, but this meal of porridge, a bun with white flour, really saved many lives.
Shen Qingci took a big spoon and scooped some into a small bowl for a child. The child's face was frostbite, and the person was also small, maybe three or four years old, just like her back then.
"Sister, can I ask for another one?"
The child asked carefully, "Mother and younger brother are both sick."
Shen Qingci stretched out his hand and touched the child's hair, and the unmelted snow on her hair seemed to be frozen.
She said to Bai Mei next to her, Bai Mei nodded immediately, and first went to the government doctor.
Soon after, the government doctor came over, carrying his medicine chest on his back.
"Doctor Yao, you go to see with her, how are you going to see the doctor? You use the medicinal materials first, then ask the housekeeper to get it."