I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 332 Raising Another Child

The child who was rescued was about four years old, skinny and small, and had fainted from hunger. To be so hungry in this harvest season was beyond Xia Qingdai's imagination.

After all, although there was a severe drought in Ivora this year, God finally provided rain. Moreover, the geographical environment of the UK is slightly better than that of the European continent, and it is least affected by the Little Glacier.

Although the harvest in this area was not a big one, it was still good. At the same time, many places in Europe had no harvest and were suffering from famine.

This child grew up in the English countryside. When he was hungry, he could steal some chestnuts or corn from a cornfield and he wouldn't faint from hunger.

If Xia Qingdai hadn't thought the Brown brothers and sisters were too noisy and had returned directly to the modern era and lay down to overlook Lilliput, she would never have noticed the child curled up in the corner at the first place.

If it was a little later and the snow had fallen heavily, it is possible that the child would have frozen to death in his sleep.

Xia Qingdai was quite happy that she was able to save a life, especially a child.

The child has been taken away, and Mrs. John, who has experience with children, is now bathing the little guy. The water has been changed twice, and this time the baby is finally not so black.

The little guy's natural curly brown hair was shaved off because there were too many lice. The little guy's clothes, along with his hair and the fleas crawling in and out of them, were burned.

One of the KPI indicators for the servants at Fucui Villa is cleanliness. Fleas are absolutely unacceptable and must be eliminated as soon as they are seen.

About two hours later, the little guy changed into a set of clothes that John couldn't wear, put on one of John's cowboy hats, and was led to the living room.

Owen was handling affairs in the study, Caroline was in the room accompanying her mother who was suffering from joint pain due to the change in weather, and the only people in the living room were Xia Qingdai and Miss Bai who were taking French class.

Hearing the knock on the door, Xia Qingdai stopped reading French and said loudly, "Come in."

The door of the reception room is never closed all year round, and knocking on the door is only to remind the owner inside.

When Xia Qingdai was checking the child's pulse before, she had instructed that after the child had been washed and fed, she should bring him directly to the living room so that she could see him.

The man was brought by the housekeeper Lim. After washing and changing out of his ragged clothes, the unfortunate child looked a bit more handsome.

Xia Qingdai looked at the child and asked, "Are you a boy or a girl?"

The little guy replied timidly: "Boy."

"How old are you this year?" Xia Qingdai continued to ask.

"Six years old."

Bigger than Xia Qingdai imagined. Because the boy looked very thin, she guessed wrong at first.

Apart from relying on the power of faith to "check" the acupuncture points and meridians throughout the body, Xia Qingdai's other medical skills are basically zero.

If her master, Master Liang, had checked the child's pulse, even if there was an error in the age, he wouldn't have made a mistake of two years. But Xia Qingdai was not yet mature in this area and still had a lot to learn.

Xia Qingdai then asked the child a few more questions and learned that his name was also Jack. Including him, there were three people named Jack in the castle.

So Xia Qingdai casually changed the little guy's name to Harry. The little guy had no objection and hurriedly accepted it.

Housekeeper Lim has made a lot of progress in her management career over the past year, at least in terms of observing people's words and expressions.

As soon as she heard Xia Qingdai give the homeless child a name, she knew that she was going to take him in.

For Harry, being accepted by the Fucui Villa, which was considered to be extremely wealthy by outsiders, was naturally a blessing from heaven. After all, although the Industrial Revolution had begun in Britain in this century, it was still a long way from national poverty alleviation, and there were many people who were hungry.

A welfare institution that specializes in adopting children, let alone feeding them, is lucky enough to just keep them from starving to death. There are countless children who died because of the environment and food. This is not a modern welfare home.

Harry's parents died, and he lived with his uncle and aunt. At least he had enough to eat.

But this year, my uncle and aunt's family suffered from drought, floods and wind disasters, resulting in poor harvest and famine.

The crops harvested from the fields were not enough to pay the landlord's rent, let alone feed himself. And with the advent of the spinning jenny, the cloth his aunt worked so hard to weave at home could not be sold for much money, and the help to the family was getting smaller and smaller.

Seeing this, the couple decided to take their family and flee. They planned to work in London to make a living.

Harry got separated from his uncle and aunt when they were passing through Evela on their journey to London.

After wandering around the town of Ivra for a few days, the little guy couldn't get any food at all - there were really few people in the town who were willing to generously give away food these days.

As for the wealthy families who could afford to send food, he couldn't even get close to the gate, let alone ask for alms.

Finally, a kind-hearted person advised him to try his luck in Chinatown in Fucui Villa.

As expected, his luck came with his arrival.

After Xia Qingdai finished asking questions, she told Lim to prepare a few sets of small uniforms for him, and then had someone take him away.

Compared to other servants who pursue individuality and freedom, Harry is very much looking forward to servant uniforms.

In his hometown, the country gentleman from whom his uncle and aunt rented land gave his servants two seasons of uniforms every year, which was very generous.

When the servants went out shopping, they held their heads high like proud roosters.

He was often envious, and one of his ideals was to have the opportunity to work as a servant in a wealthy family in the future.

He didn't like farming and being a farmer.

Because he had never seen a good harvest since he was born. His uncle and aunt worked hard in the fields all year round, but they could not earn much money. On the contrary, the servants of the rich families were all fat and greasy.

He didn't have enough to eat, not because his uncle and aunt deliberately treated him badly, but because there was so little food. Not to mention him, even his cousins ​​often had to eat porridge and were hungry.

Xia Qingdai didn't know that Harry's dream was to be a servant for a noble, and she was still thinking about arranging a school for him.

There are government-run schools in the town, which can barely teach children a few words.

When Xia Qingdai first got the castle model, she saved a little girl who was nearly burned to death. Now the little girl, like John, goes to school to learn a few words on weekdays. After studying, she does what she can in the castle.

Owen told all the servants in the castle that anyone with a child could go to school. As long as the child had a talent for studying, he would support him until college.

This matter was decided by Xia Qingdai and Owen together. Without Xia Qingdai's support, Owen obviously would not have the confidence.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

Xia Qingdai has always felt that this sentence makes a lot of sense and puts it into practice.