On the tenth day of the first month, he came to see it, and he had an idea in his heart, and at this time he just came to implement the plan in his heart! Xia Qing, who was dressed in men's clothes, squinted his eyes and thought about it: "You are that little Taoist?" A few brothers who were guards on the side, standing still, what the hell is a Taoist priest? And Xia Qing said in his heart: This person who paints really can't be underestimated, and this can also be recognized?

"Hi, good morning Master Jin!" Xia Qing acquiesced.

"That day, I thought we had met, so it was!" Jin Jingyi attributed the reason for his familiarity to the reason of the little Taoist, and when he realized it later, he wanted to hit the wall directly!

"The master came here today to see, does what I say count?" Xia Qing looked at this person who was looking around, and felt in her heart that this was here to check the gang! Except for your surname Jin, there may be a little bit of relationship with you in this world, what does it matter to you whether I give porridge or not?

"That's not what I mean, mainly, I know that you came here today to give porridge because my relatives behaved inappropriately, especially to see if there is a place where you can help......"

Jin Jingyi looked at it and felt as if he couldn't intervene! This little girl should not be underestimated, and she actually contacted so many people to do good deeds together! Counting the flagpoles on the porridge shed, there were actually as many as eight families, and the brothers on the side naturally knew the origin of this porridge shed. And the people who practice guns and sticks also admire this Mr. Jingyi, I didn't expect that I could see the great god when I came to make porridge, and then I didn't expect that Jin Jingyi was so kind and easy-going:

"It's better to make up the biggest number and add me to it!" Jin Jingyi knew from Xia Qing's mouth, it turned out that several of Xia Qing's uncles were cooking porridge together, and he couldn't help but be very moved, and people's hearts were kind. How can you not do your best, it's your own to say it......

Jin Jingyi originally sent those six people to the Nine Cities Patrol Division with their own posts, and the people over there didn't dare to say much. When the result of this question came, he came to the door seriously to explain the cause and effect of the matter, and it was the aunt of the general of the auxiliary country, who rewarded these people with silver. A few people took the silver to listen to orders, and they were idlers under the auxiliary generals, and they didn't really mean to embarrass Miss Mu. The exact meaning is that Miss Mu was tied to the soup kitchen.

This kind of thing is not something that an orphan girl can do. Without a bit of family background, who dares to come forward to give porridge, it is really not as simple as Xia Qing thinks, it seems to be something you and I want, she said at the beginning, the Mu family soup soup is only given for a month, this time period, it is okay on the surface, but secretly. The victims of the disaster will not give up on you to withdraw the life-saving straw in front of them, and setting yourself on fire is this kind of self-righteous deed!

As soon as Jin Jing came forward, he also said that he would donate food for a month...... But I am ready in my heart, Mu Kong can donate as long as he can, but fortunately, there are really many people here...... In terms of background, let's be more powerful myself.

Xia Qing didn't know the depth, she just thought that she could last for one more month, so she recognized him immediately, and the next day she arranged for someone to make the Jin family's flag, especially to make it bigger. Put the flag that is already in place on the porridge shed in the middle!

A few brothers are very happy, their own porridge shed, there are Jin Jingyi's elements, it's just ...... Hit the big luck! Mother is right, this godsister is a lucky ...... The determination to protect this sister is even a decision!

The Mu family's porridge shed, under Xia Qing's special arrangement, the Mu character is hidden relatively deeply, and it is generally a porridge shed. At most, three or four flags with names are planted, and only here, the nine-pole flag flutters above the porridge shed, the porridge has always been consistent, there are also dry goods distributed, a steamed bun can be put for dinner, and the common people are not very literate, and there are many who know how to count, and in less than 10 days, the nine-banner porridge shed will soon be full of fame in the resettlement area! Every day, there are more and more refugees who line up along the winding railing to receive the porridge, and it only increases a lot! Because the Mu family's measures are effective, there has never been a stampede! However, there is only so much porridge, and Uncle Zhou and Jin Jingyi insisted on it, and it will not increase or decrease! If you want to get the porridge, please do it early! In fact, this amount is really large enough, the big wooden barrel that is enough for two or three people to take a bath, and nine buckets of rice to be distributed for a meal, and there are 500 steamed buns, and it is really impossible to do it with a thousand taels of silver less in a month! Moreover, this grain is still very difficult to buy, and with the grain stamp of the government, you have to pay for Jin Jingyi's post later, so you can buy grain.

First of all, Jin Jingyi sold his calligraphy and paintings everywhere to raise money to buy grain to ensure the supply, and then the general of the auxiliary country gave a lot of reparation money for his concubine in order to settle the matter! Of course, the words are not said so clearly, and the mouth naturally says that they want to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, anyway, the golden flag is also hung, and by the way, he has two or three months of grain in his house......

Xia Qing understands the truth that his arms can't twist his thighs, the general is willing to be so small, of course he doesn't dare not give face, he takes the food in the general's mansion, shakes hands with a smile and makes peace, and let go of Master Jin's affairs, anyway, 'Mrs. Jin' is now controlled by the general's wife, morning tea and evening greetings, and at noon with a leg beat, more tired than a girl! This evil breath Xia Qing is out! As long as she doesn't come to look for trouble, Xia Qing doesn't want to grudge too deeply. If you go against the General's Mansion, that's what it means to be long!

The golden banner is well deserved, and the third prince also privately took the grain to Xia Qing to cook porridge, of course, the people are of noble character, and they don't want to leave their names after doing good deeds, Xia Qing has no choice but to belong to the name of the golden banner, King's Landing is the beginning of April to let people send food over, of course, with his son, it is also Lei Feng! Xia Qing simply put these Jin's grain under the golden flag! Clever as I am, I really don't need to practice anymore!

There are more than a dozen godbrothers in life to open the way and sweep the tail. Xia Qing can walk sideways, the benefits of being a brother are indescribable, there are many ways to play, there is never a shortage of people to take you to make trouble! Xia Qing's family is not restrained by the elders, and the food is delicious, these brothers quickly recognize this reality, and often come to disturb, and their flexible minds have gone to take on the heavy responsibility of giving porridge in the house! At the same time, the people I got acquainted with were all from extraordinary backgrounds, the third son, a young boy, actually had a strong aura, and these godbrothers of his sister Mu hit it off at first sight, and really played with it a few times, and when the elders knew, the wood was already in the boat, and the sense of standing in line was already irreversible!

When Zhong Ziyong and the others knew, there was nothing to change, whether it was a blessing or a curse, and his heart was like fifteen hanging buckets, seven up and eight down, lest the bucket be broken!

(To be continued.) )