Can you change steamed buns to eat?

Someone raised his hand in high spirits when he heard this: "Willing, willing, we are willing." ”

Immediately afterwards, more people expressed their willingness to work in exchange for steamed buns.

They all have hands and feet, and they could still go out to do some odd jobs, but in the winter, everything is dormant, and there is little work for labor, and they are too buried in this outfit, and no one wants to use them.

I was really hungry, so I went to the street to beg for something with a shy face, but those who were able to give it these years may not be willing to give.

It was plain that the little girl in front of him had a lot of food, but there were many of them, and they didn't dare to eat too much to scare the little girl's kindness, if that was the case, they would even be cut off from this little food for hanging.

Seeing that the New Year Festival is coming soon, if you can go one month after another, when spring arrives, everything recovers, even if you go to the mountains to dig grass roots to eat, there is hope to live.

But in recent days, the weather has been so cold that they really can't bear it.

"Okay, then I'll thank you in advance. You eat these steamed buns first. Only when you are full can you have the strength to work. Mu Qingqiu motioned to the steamed bun guy to put the steamed bun down.

As soon as the steamed bun pick was put down, someone rushed over to get the steamed bun, but as soon as he took two steps, he was greeted by a "Slow!" "Shake it to somewhere.

I saw a man dressed relatively neatly, looking at Mu Qingqiu with a bit of inquiry in his expression, and after a few pauses, he asked, "I take the liberty of asking Miss, what do you want us to help?" ”

Although Mu Qingqiu's almsgiving at the entrance of the market is not a day or two, but the world is hot and cold, who should give anything to whom? The little girl Bodhisattva has a heart and often gives alms, but who knows whether it is true or false? What if it was premeditated and specially prepared for beggars?

For the sake of a few steamed buns, it is not worth falling into a trap that will even kill you.

Mu Qingqiu also looked at the person who spoke, she had seen this person, and this person occasionally appeared on the street. But he never received steamed buns and wontons, like a beggar, mixed in with the beggars. But I never saw him begging.

What's more, although this person is also coarsely wrapped around his body and tied with hemp rope around his waist, he gives people an indescribable texture of handsome writing, and there is a kind of natural thing. Coming out of the bones, I can't dress up at all, and I can't hide it.

This phenomenon was very strange, but Mu Qingqiu didn't have the heart to delve into it.

Times are different, sometimes emaciated camels. It is not as good as Martha, and it has fallen so far, for whatever reason, there must be his last resort.

This person can scare the person who wants to take the steamed bun with one sentence, which shows that this person speaks very weightily in the grass shed area.

That's good, if there is a leader, there will be a leader to manage, and it will save trouble.

Mu Qingqiu didn't hide it, only said: "I have a house and want to find someone to help clean it." After speaking, he asked with sincerity: "Is it okay?" ”

Sometimes. In the same way, different tones can achieve completely different effects.

Mu Qingqiu has no class consciousness, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with talking to the people in the beggar's pile and lowering his posture.

first answered, and asked sincerely, which made the man who asked stunned.

When someone close to the steamed bun heard this, he responded with a stack of 'yes, yes', knowing the reason, he had no worries, and immediately rushed over to get the steamed bun. One person did it, and the others did it one after another, but this time the man didn't stop it.

Mu Qingqiu saw that they were in a hurry, so he asked the man, "Is there any water?" It's easy to choke on eating steamed buns alone. "The hot steamed buns are eaten in too much hurry. It's going to choke people to death.

The man was also stuffed with a steamed bun in his hand, but he didn't eat it, just looked at Mu Qingqiu, and seemed to be in a trance, not knowing whether today's events were true or false. They are willing to 'help', whether they should or shouldn't.

Hearing Mu Qingqiu's question, he moved, looked at the steamed bun in his hand, took it into a fairly regular grass hut in front of the door, and after a while, he took out a broken wooden barrel with a few gaps in the edge.

There was half a bucket of water in the barrel, and there was a gourd shell floating in the water.

Don't look at the worn-out wooden barrel, the water inside is still clean, but it is cold, Mu Qingqiu saw them drink it in a big gulp, and felt that his stomach was cold.

But since the water was brought from the house, it should be drunk regularly, and their stomachs could accept it, and it was fine.

When everyone was full and stopped, there were not many steamed buns left in the pick, Mu Qingqiu was really a little speechless, the men, women and children in the grass shed area were added together, a total of forty or fifty people, three hundred steamed buns, and they ate so much at once?

The steamed buns here are all real handmade steamed buns, and it seems that they are really hungry.

After everyone finished eating, they still looked at the steamed buns in the peaches, wanting to take them but not daring to take them.

Mu Qingqiu gave the steamed buns to the man who spoke first, and asked him to keep them for everyone.

The man immediately divided the steamed buns, broke them and distributed them to the elderly and children first, then the women, and finally the men.

Although the distribution is not even one-sixth or seventh, everyone is in their arms and looks quite satisfied.

Seeing this situation, Mu Qingqiu's face was silent, but he couldn't say the strange feeling in his heart, they had such low requirements for life, but they were almost abandoned by life, they couldn't find work to do, and they couldn't eat.

If not, what awaits them?

It will be like the little boy who lies in the shack and will never wake up again!

Thinking of the boy who had been sleeping for a long time, Mu Qingqiu sighed again in his heart, human life is really fragile.

To lead everyone to 'help', Mu Qingqiu asked the man's name and surname, and learned that the man's name was Su Xiaowen.

After that, take everyone to the river.

The steamed bun guy originally wanted to go with him to see the excitement, but when he saw that he was going in the wrong direction, he immediately turned around and left.

Su Xiaowen and the others looked at the river, some people were reluctant to follow, Su Xiaowen's words were very powerful, he said that he had promised good things after eating steamed buns, and he couldn't go back.

In fact, at this moment, Su Xiaowen put his mind at ease, no wonder Mu Qingqiu didn't go elsewhere to invite people. The river house is notorious, and ordinary people really won't agree to approach, let alone clean up.

When they fell, three of them hesitated and turned away, and the rest followed.

From beginning to end, Mu Qingqiu didn't say anything, and when he saw that the rest of the people did not flinch after the ideological struggle, he continued to lead the way.

When he arrived at the front of the house and opened the door, Mu Qingqiu pointed to the courtyard and said, "Right here, I will help you clean it well." ”

Su Xiaowen glanced at Mu Qingqiu, then took the initiative to walk around the house, and then gathered the big guys together and arranged the work, whoever fetched water swept the floor, and whoever wiped the table wiped the floor...... The division of labor is clear and the arrangement is fast.

Half an hour later, Liu Heiniu pulled an ox cart and came over with a cart of quilts, and he almost ran all the quilt shops in the town to get together enough for 100 quilts and 60 mattresses.

At this time, under the leadership of Su Xiaowen, the house had been cleaned.

Mu Qingqiu said to Su Xiaowen again: "Please help me unload the quilt and cushion, all the bedrooms and wings, the houses with kang beds, and the houses that can live in people, all lay cushions and put quilts on them." ”

Su Xiaowen looked at the clean new quilt in the car, and then looked at the gray clothes on his body, his hands were clean, but the coarse cloth clothes were really not neat, and the young lady in front of him was not afraid of soiling the quilt? (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you: Ting Ling 001 and Di Chen's tip! (*^__^*)……

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