"We won't interfere in the affairs of you young people, so let it be. Qiao's mother said.

Qiao Hongzhi waved his hand: "A-Niang, how can you follow us, you are experienced, and you have something to hear!"

"Did you listen to what we said?" asked Qiao's mother rhetorically.

When Qiao Hongzhi heard this, he secretly said in his heart that it was bad, and he finally changed the topic, why did he turn back again?

He stretched out his feet and stepped out, "Eh, Auntie, I remembered that I still had to talk to Abba about the calendar, so I will go first." ”

Qiao's mother shook her head, this child is really uncomfortable.

On the eve of the winter solstice, it snowed heavily in Beijing, and the goose-featherlike snowflakes fell one after another, and the earth was white.

Qiao Jiayue has been here for a few years, and she has long been used to it, but she still doesn't adapt to it.

The room was warm, even if she stepped barefoot on the ground, she was not afraid, there were a lot of ice flowers outside the window, Qiao Jiayue held her chin and looked at it for a while, and she was sleepy again.

She rubbed her eyes and went downstairs to find something to eat.

Deng Ying was not at home, so he sent Dai Zining back to Fu'an Hall.

When it snowed, Dai Zining remembered the children in Fu'an Tang and insisted on going back, because at this time of year, there are often more sick children than usual.

Deng Xianchang discussed with Mu Shuwan, and at the beginning of the month, he began to prepare coal, grain, medicinal materials and other things, and then got some children's new and used clothes, quilts and other items.

Deng Ying brought some things first, and they left later.

Qiao Jiayue saw that Deng Xianchang and Mu Shuwan were also going to Fu'an Hall, and after thinking about it, it was quite boring to stay at home alone, so she was busy going upstairs to change clothes and shoes.

Fu'an Hall has been in existence for a long time, and the house is relatively old, but the neighbors in the neighborhood know about this orphanage, but everyone's ability is limited, and basically they can't help.

In these years, no one's family is a bunch of diced radish, and there are few people with formal jobs, so it is not easy to support a large family.

Over the years, Fu'an Tang has raised a lot of children, some of whom were lost at the door, some were picked up on the mountain, and some were found by themselves.

In short, there are not many people, and everyone is frugal and has a very difficult time.

In the past, when the Dai family was still there, they had Dai Zining's ancestors and grandchildren to help them, and they were able to live a good life, but later it became more and more difficult.

And during this time, Dai Zining was not there, and everyone seemed to have lost their backbone, and they were worried in their hearts, for fear that he would never come back.

Although Fu Yan would often come back to talk about Dai Zining's treatment or bring some food, they would not be relieved until Dai Zining came back.

Today, a car was parked in the backyard of Fu'an Hall, and the sound of the car's engine quickly caused the residents here to find out.

Although it was snowing, it didn't mean that no one was going out, and when they saw this car, they were all a little curious, and there was a hint of envy in their curiosity.

Fu Yan got out of the car and went around to the front door of Fu'an Hall, then opened the door in the backyard and let the car in.

This has to be said that the ancestors of the Dai family had the foresight to build the road wide and the backyard to be bigger, just to make it easier for the car to transport materials.

In this way, outsiders will not know how many materials Fu'an Hall has obtained, so as not to be seen by others.

Deng Ying took Dai Zining out of the car and quickly entered the house.

"Uncle Dai, Uncle Dai, you're back. A group of half-grown children gathered around Dai Zining, chirping, like happy birds.

There were also a few children who looked at Deng Ying curiously, but they didn't dare to approach.

Fu Yan hurriedly asked a few older children to go out to carry things, and the first things they brought back were some lighter things such as quilts and clothes, and later, Deng Xianchang and they sent those heavier things.

Dai Zining greeted them one by one, and then asked them to hurry into the house to warm up and not get cold.

Fu'an Hall has a kang repair, and the firewood burned is also collected by the children from the distant mountains and roadsides.

Dai Zining was hugged and sat in the warmest position on the kang, a group of children sat or stood, scrambling to tell him about the latest events, and some children beat his legs diligently, so he was not well-behaved.

Deng Ying took a look, drove back to pick up Deng Xianchang, Mu Shuwan and Qiao Jiayue, and had to load supplies, so he arrived two hours late.

After everything was moved in, Deng Xianchang came into the yard and looked at this place in disrepair, and felt a lot of emotion.

He had been here before, and it had only been renovated at that time, and now that he had passed away for more than 20 years, the house was like an old man in his last years, struggling to support himself in the wind and snow.

Some people live without worry, and some people run around for food and clothing, and they can only barely have a full stomach after working all day long.

These children in Fu'an Hall are really strong, life is hard, and many people are crammed into a small room, but in this way, they have some stability.

Deng Xianchang and the others were sent to the room where Dai Zining was, which was the warmest, and soon, a girl brought them steaming brown sugar ginger soup.

The peculiar smell permeated the air, causing many children to swallow their saliva and their eyes to glance wildly, but they didn't dare to look at the bowls, let alone say that there were children crying and begging.

Mu Shuwan looked sad, she pulled Qiao Jiayue, and the two found the kitchen, where there were three girls who were busy inside, and it seemed that they were cooking today's lunch.

Mu Shuwan took out a packet of brown sugar from the box she had just moved in, took ginger again, asked a few girls to take a big pot, and began to boil.

The three girls stood crampedly to the side, wanting to stop Mu Shuwan but didn't dare.

Qiao Jiayue saw that she couldn't help, and when she got out of the kitchen, she heard the weak cry of a baby coming from another room.

A boy of twelve or thirteen years old ran to the kitchen: "Sisters, is there any rice soup, the new little one is hungry." ”

It turned out that a few days ago, this group of children took advantage of the fact that there was only a little snow, and hurried out of the city to pick firewood and pick some fast-growing wild vegetables along the way.

In the past, they had to grab fast-growing wild vegetables, but now no one eats them, and they can easily pick a lot of them.

The child was found in a ditch.

The children brought him back as soon as possible, and then the older girl in Fu'an Hall dealt with it according to the method taught by Dai Zining before, which can be regarded as rescuing the child.

However, the child is young and has been frozen in the wild for so long, and the fever has not subsided at this time.

Everyone knows that this is a child who has been abandoned by the family, whether it can be saved or not, it really depends on luck.

Qiao Jiayue thought about it, the supplies she had just moved in were still in the corner, and she took out a bag of malt milk essence from it, which is more nutritious for children than rice soup.

After a while, Mu Shuwan boiled a large pot of brown sugar ginger soup and asked the three girls to share a bowl for each child.

The bowl was not enough, it was shared by several children, and watching them drink in small sips, Mu Shuwan was a little sad.