Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

A bonfire was set up outside the suburbs of Beijing, rice and water were put into a cauldron and boiled, and after a while, the unique aroma of rice porridge wafted out.

Refugees who couldn't keep up with nutrition and traveled long distances dragged their tired bodies to wait in line, and the white porcelain bowl with a missing corner in their hands became all their belongings.

"so poor."

Qu Shaoya showed pity on her face, and her heart was heavy, "Is that cold snap really that big of an impact?"

"Yes, most of the grain planted last winter was frozen to death. At the end of April, farmers mostly planted soybeans, which are not worth much."

The harvest is very little, and there is no way to eat.

Cheng Xi said in a low voice, "It's better to go to the south of Lin'an Mansion. It's very difficult for the people in the north to get a bite to eat."

Compared to the worries of Jiang Yuyao and the others, Shen Xingqi just sighed. During the months of the snow disaster, she was used to seeing ghosts and monsters from all walks of life. Compared with the refugees outside Shenjia Village, these things can only be regarded as pediatrics.

"The only way to help these refugees is to see what the court does."

Qu Shaoya and the others were silent. They also knew that giving out porridge is not a long-term solution, and those who give out porridge are actually very few who are really willing to think about the people.

The few people finally came out together, but their hearts were extremely heavy.

Cheng Xi looked at the porridge sheds on both sides of the city gate with some emotion, and his eyes fell on one of them for a while.

"Ya'er, is there someone from the Marquis of Wu'an?"

"Yes, my mother took pity on the hard work of the refugees and brought the housekeeper here in person."

Speaking of home, Qu Shaoya became a bit interested, "Here, it's there!"

So that luxuriously dressed woman is Mrs. Wu Anhou?

The other party seemed to have seen a few of them, whispered a few words to the butler beside him, and brought the servant girl towards this side.

"Yaer?"

"Mother."

Mrs. Wu'anhou is a typical beauty. She is very young in her 30s, and her facial features are three or four points similar to Qu Shaojing's brothers and sisters.

Jiang Yuyao and Qin Nan greeted her.

"There's no need for these vain rituals outside. Why did you come here? It's enough for me to be here when I'm in a mess. Go back soon, do you know?"

"Got it, mother."

After Mrs. Wu'an Hou taught her daughter a lesson, her gaze paused on Cheng Xi and the two, "This is the new Mrs. Shen and the second Miss of the Shen family you met?"

"Yes, mother, this is Sister Cheng and Sister Xingqi."

Cheng Xi pulled Shen Xingqi and leaned over slightly, "Mrs. Marquis Wu'an."

"Look, it's all signs. My Ya'er has a bit of a naughty temper, so don't take it for granted."

"Ma'am, you are joking. Ms. Qu usually takes good care of us."

Mrs. Wu Anhou nodded, took her daughter to give some instructions, and quickly took her maid back to the soup kitchen to continue her work.

Qu Shaoya was in a better mood, and after staying at the gate of the city for a while, she knew that she shouldn't stay here for a long time, so she went back to the city instead.

Refugees were unable to enter Beijing, and now they could only stay outside the city. Even though there were fewer female relatives in the main street in the city, there were still many people on weekdays, not to mention passionate students who came to join in the fun.

Cheng Xi said, "Mrs. Marquis Wu'an is really a bodhisattva, she even came to give porridge in person."

"My mother is kind-hearted. She often goes to temples to burn incense on weekdays. These days she has been a vegetarian to pray for the common people."

"Miss Qu is very lucky."

Qu Shaoya smiled with a bit of pride on her face.

Cheng Xi smiled and looked at her a few times, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

Why did she feel that Mrs. Marquis Wu'an was very close to her daughter, but she had a smile that didn't reach her eyes?