Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1856 Ma'am, you're out of touch like this
Bo Zili's eyes were dark and deep, and he looked at Gongyu Baozhu's crimson profile.

The silhouette of a girl is one of the most beautiful and stunning.

He didn't speak, but slowly, imitating the little girl's way, he also held her tightly with his own hand.

Looking sideways, Xia Zhiang saw their fingers intertwined, but they didn't look at each other.

However, everyone could see that the two of them had an inexplicable intimacy with each other.

Xia Zhiang withdrew his gaze and looked out of the window with an expression of indifference.

This is Hong Luan Xingdong?
so boring.

It was almost evening when the three of them arrived at the East City Gate.

A thick glow rose from the sky, shining white on the snow on the ground.

The common people worked together, and the first thing to repair was some brick walls that were simple in structure but generally solid.

One day passed, and the progress was considerable.

Until now, everyone is still busy knocking, and the sound of sawing wood is everywhere.

Seeing Gongyu Baozhu coming, the people all recognized her and knew that she was a kind-hearted lady, so they specially persuaded the prefect to come and help them rebuild their homes!

People put down their tools one after another, and shouted greetings: "Hello, young lady, hello, two gentlemen!"

Gongyu Baozhu smiled and waved.

He commanded the guards to set up the porridge pot first, and then moved down the bundles of firewood from the back of the carriage.

A special guard came to boil the water, and Gongyu Baozhu asked Bo Zili to follow her.

"Brother, look, before the water boils, put the yellow rice in it first, and when it is about to boil, remove the lid and add a little sugar and salt to enhance the taste."

Bo Zili raised his eyebrows: "So simple?"

Gongyu Baozhu pouted: "It looks simple, cooking porridge is hard work, there are so many of us, we only eat this one pot."

The shortage of food is terrible.

Bo Zili kept it in mind.

At this time, a happy call came from the crowd: "Young master, madam, you are here too!"

Gongyu Baozhu turned his head and saw that it was Uncle Lu, he immediately waved happily: "Uncle Lu."

Uncle Lu came to him holding a jar of wine, his face was flushed with the blush after working just now.

He smiled and said: "Lu Lin and I came down the mountain. I heard that you are going to help rebuild Jiangnan. I am very grateful. I have nothing but old bones to thank you. You take this jar of wine!"

Gong Yu Baozhu waved his hand: "Uncle Lu, drink it by yourself."

But Uncle Lu insisted: "Take it! This altar of wine was originally taken from the backyard, and I wanted to practice it for you at that time. Now that you are still here, take it back and taste it!"

He gave it generously, but Gongyu Baozhu refused twice, seeing that he insisted, he had no choice but to accept it.

He asked the guards to give Uncle Lu a little money as a thank you, but he refused to take it anyway.

"Ma'am, you've lost sight of yourself like this. We are all from Jiangnan. You and the young master donated money to help us rebuild. It's too late for us to be grateful. I'll take your money again. What's that like!"

After Uncle Lu finished speaking, he greeted Bo Zili and Xia Zhiang with a smile.

Then he turned back immediately and joined the crowd repairing the roof over there.

Although he had injured a leg before and was limping, it didn't affect his enthusiasm at all.

Soon, after the porridge was cooked, Gong Yu's orbs were placed in small bowls brought out by the prefect's mansion one after another.

It's a pity that there are about a hundred people repairing houses here.

The big pot of porridge in front of him looks like a lot, but in fact it is just a few bowls of water to drink, which is not enough to satisfy the hunger.

Gongyu Baozhu thought about the solution in his heart, but he didn't notice that Xia Zhiang left quietly with two guards.

(End of this chapter)