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The man's hands were as withered as branches.

Fu Yue's disgust increased a little more, and he quickly scooped a spoonful of porridge out of the pot and put it in the man's bowl.

But the man didn't leave, but smiled at Fu Yue.

Fu Yue's eyelids did not lift.

The man smiled and said:

"I was so miserable by the little lady, I thought the little lady was soaring. But I didn't expect the little lady to mix into the heart nunnery. ”

As soon as Fu Yue heard this, coupled with the sound of speaking, where had he heard it in a trance, he suddenly raised his head and looked at that person carefully.

The person waiting for the porridge in the back was in a hurry and pushed the man away.

Fu Yue put porridge in the next bowl while carefully looking at the person she was talking to.

I saw the man's full beard, and I really couldn't see it at all.

The crowd waiting for the soup kitchen had already begun to say something unpleasant.

The man was also a little anxious, and he couldn't wait for Fu Yue to remember, and said:

"The little lady seems to have forgotten about the Guangling period, speaking of which, I used to be the housekeeper of the Fuguo Mansion. ”

Fu Yue immediately remembered that this person was Qi Zheng.

took her money, but didn't do what she told him.

Thinking of her days after Fu Wei went back.

Fu Yue was also angry, with a cold face, and said without fear:

"If you look at me like this, can you still fry oil and water? I'm a dead pig now, I'm not afraid of boiling water, you can go outside and talk about it." Am I worse than I am now?"

It turned out that after Qi Zheng ran away from Fu Weishou a few years ago, the matter went to Fu Guogong's mansion.

In the end, Fu Guogong and Fu Kuan sent all the family members of Qi Zheng.

None of them stayed in the Fu Guo Mansion to do things.

was kicked out by the whole family of the Fu Guo Mansion like this, so it was naturally not good to stay in the capital anymore.

Besides, I want to reunite with Qi Zheng's family.

Qi Zheng couldn't enter Beijing, and he was afraid that the Fu family would report to the official, so he didn't dare to stay in the suburbs of the capital.

Hidden in a remote village.

As a result, Qi Zheng's wife may be used to enjoying happiness in Beijing and can't stand the suffering of the countryside.

All at once he fell ill.

However, it is not dead.

Looking for a doctor, after a few years, all the money that Qi Zheng's family got from the Fuguo Mansion was spent, and he closed his eyes.

It's easy to kill my daughter-in-law, and I think I can breathe a sigh of relief with my child.

As a result, I caught up with the great drought, and saw that the seedlings in the rented land had all become dead grass.

Qi Zheng's son is sick.

There is really no way to live in the countryside, and I have been thinking about it for a few years, and the Fuguo Mansion should not still be chasing him.

Qi Zheng took his sick son all the way to Beijing to beg for food, trying to find a better doctor to save his son's life.

On the east gate of the capital, there is a porridge field.

Qi Zheng took his seriously ill son to receive the porridge.

Unexpectedly, I saw Fu Yue.

In the first two days, Qi Zheng just looked at Fu Yue familiarly.

So I carefully observed it for two more days, and today it was confirmed that it was Fu Yue.

Qi Zheng couldn't help it and talked to Fu Yue.

His original intention was to extort some money from Fu Yue to treat his son's illness.

As a result, I didn't expect Fu Yue to be even more ruthless.

Qi Zheng snorted coldly:

"Don't be too complacent, little lady, people never know how miserable they will be. It's just like I never imagined that I would be mixed to the point of asking for rice and porridge. ”

Fu Yue's eyelids didn't lift.

The people who received the porridge kept coaxing.

Qi Zheng couldn't be stunned, so he had to say coldly:

"I'll be here tomorrow, little lady. I don't have high requirements, my son is sick, as long as you heal my son, I will do whatever you ask me to do. ”

Fu Yue ignored Qi Zheng and continued to pour porridge into the homeless people's bowl spoonful by spoonful.

Qi Zheng snorted and chirped away.

Fu Yue raised his head and saw Qi Zheng walking to a willow tree not far away and helping up a teenage boy.

Thin as a bamboo pole.

Fu Yue guessed that it was probably Qi Zheng's son.

Maybe......

Fu Yue's mind was racing, she was thinking that maybe she could ask Qi Zheng to help her escape from the Heart Nunnery.

As if frightened, the nun in charge suddenly ran out and commanded:

"You are all more energetic, the porridge is thicker, the little lady of the official family is here. Fast, fast, ......"

When the voice came, Fu Yue looked up, and saw a team of people coming to the west.

There were a bunch of girls, there were more than a dozen, and there were two twelve or thirteen-year-old ladies in clusters, dressed in brocade clothes, coming from the west.

Fu Yue was pouring porridge out of the pot, and the spoon in his hand fell into the pot with a "bang", smashing on the edge of the pot, making a loud noise.

The people who came were Fu Xin and Zhang Xiuer.

The two of them held hands and looked at the porridge one by one.

If it is not thick enough, let people take rice and boil it again.

I haven't seen him for two years, Fu Yue is far away, and he looks at Fu Xin carefully.

She found that Fu Xin had not changed much.

The appearance is still rounded.

Although Fu Xin is not the most beautiful in her long life, when she speaks, her smiling eyes are crooked, there are two shallow dimples on the corners of her mouth, coupled with those bright eyes, which makes people ignore the lack of appearance, and think that she is the most beautiful.

And Zhang Xiuer was still as chic and wanton as before, walking with half a step bigger than Fu Xin, and shaking her arms.

Knowing that there was a great drought in Guanzhong, some displaced people poured into Beijing.

I heard that Yangxin Nunnery had a porridge field at the gate of Dongcheng, so I donated porridge money.

Fu Xin donated it, but it was a small golden Guanyin.

Pure gold, more than a foot high, sparkling.

The reason why Fu Xin is so generous is because he has the heart to pray for the old lady Wu.

Rao is accustomed to seeing the owner of the heart nunnery who is used to seeing high-ranking officials and nobles donating Buddha, and he was shocked.

Not to mention the housekeeper nuns?

It is simply worshiped as Fu Xin as the God of Wealth.

Fu Xin also knows that the cats in this heart nunnery are greasy.

Therefore, taking advantage of today's free time, I asked Mrs. Zhao for her consent, and co-authored Zhang Xiuer and came to the porridge field to check it out.

I don't know if I don't see it, and sure enough, the porridge is so thin that the two rice grains can't touch each other.

Fu Xin looked at the pot from one pot to another, and then pointed to the nun in charge and said:

"Do you eat porridge like this? What is the difference between it and water? Put the rice and boil it again. ”

How could the nun in charge admit that she had cut corners?

Of course, it's the little nun who scolds the porridge, or the big and small lady who stays in the Yangxin Nunnery.

The scolded person didn't dare to talk back, but only said yes.

Fu Xin didn't look up, after hitting the porridge field, he kept looking at the pot, and when he walked to Fu Yue, he found Fu Yue standing in front of the pot, dressed in cloth clothes, wrapped in green cloth, like a housewife, holding a spoon.

Because he didn't expect it, Fu Xin was obviously stunned.

Because she had seen Fu Xin Fu Yue a long time ago, she adjusted her mood, and she calmly served porridge for the homeless people one spoonful at a time.

Fu Xin thought about it, didn't recognize it, and went to see the porridge in the pot.

However, Aunt Gao is burning the fire.