Mu Qingqiu likes to eat the delicious food made by her sister, but she doesn't take food, which Mu Qingqiu is very happy about, and she is still a little proud in her heart.

The honey walnuts are very sweet, and when they eat it, they are sweet in their mouths, and the sweet Hao Pingsheng and Hao Ansheng feel sour in their hearts.

Hao Pingsheng's tears of emotion were about to fall, and Hao Ansheng subconsciously moved towards Mu Qingxuan, like that, as if he wanted to shelter Mu Qingxuan from the wind and rain.

After lunch, the honey walnuts that were originally in a basket were packed separately, Hao Pingsheng's sister and brother carried them on their backs, Mu Qingqiu took Mu Qingxuan's little hand, and the four of them went to Xiangshuyuan to deliver the goods together.

When Hao Pingsheng's father and mother were still alive, they also brought their sister and brother to Guyang Town, but later their father and mother passed away one after another, and the two never came again, for two or three years.

When they entered Guyang Town again, Hao Pingsheng's sister and brother were very excited, and they were also a little sad.

Mu Qingqiu could see that she didn't say anything, some injuries didn't need to be deliberately suppressed, the more distinct she was, the happier she felt.

Just like the nostalgia for my father, although my father and mother have passed away, although my heart hurts when I miss my father, there is a taste of happiness in that nostalgia, which is irreplaceable and the greatest love.

He Fu and Wang Chunlan saw that Hao Pingsheng's sister and brother only glanced at each other, and didn't say anything.

When Mu Qingqiu was sent back that day, they saw two children standing at the door, and now they have changed their clothes, and they are also refreshing and refreshing when they are tidy, Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother are young, and it is good to have a pair of older children in the family to take care of them.

Hao Pingsheng's sister and brother don't know, but as long as they have some bad thoughts about Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother, they don't care about Mu Qingqiu, but I'm afraid that Jifu and others will also make their sister and brother disappear quickly.

Coming out of the Crispy Garden, Mu Qingqiu went to the streets of the river to take a look, and the place where he was covered by the sack and hood that day was still the same as before, leaving no traces. It's like what happened in the river.

In the final analysis, the fear of the people of Guyang Town for River Street is a magic barrier in the bottom of their hearts, as long as the magic barrier is removed, why is it difficult for River Street to flourish again?

How to make River Street thriving?

Mu Qingqiu originally thought that it would be a big deal that the shops on River Street were free for people to use, and after a few months, business gradually improved. Once you have popularity, you will start collecting rent.

But think about it now. With the name of 'murderous house', even if it is free for people to use, no one may dare to use it. Even if you use it, who wants to go to River Street to consume? If no one consumes, not only will it not be popular, but it may also exacerbate people's fear of River Street.

After some thought. Mu Qingqiu felt that what he thought was too simple.

So how do you make River Street prosperous?

I can't think of a good idea, I just don't want to.

Leave River Street. Mu Qingqiu went to the market again, and the people from the wonton shop and the steamed bun shop saw Mu Qingqiu from a distance, with a smile on their faces, and greeted them from afar.

"Miss. As you instructed, boiled the bone broth. "These are the words of the owner of the wonton shop, who used to only cook steamed buns and wontons.

The last time Mu Qingqiu noticed that the beggars' faces were yellow. I changed my mind that day. Whether she comes or not, she gives an extra 200 yuan to the wonton shop every day, so that she can boil the big bone broth and drink it herself, but the beggars can't be less.

Nowadays, the wonton shops and steamed bun shops at the entrance of the market are about to become almshouses, and they are supplied every day.

It is precisely because of Mu Qingqiu's generosity that the beggars in Guyang Town have a way to live this winter, and I don't know who spread the news, seeing that the New Year is approaching, the beggars in Guyang Town are obviously increasing day by day.

When the beggar with a familiar face saw Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother, he happily called for the Bodhisattva, the good man and the like to come over, and those who had just arrived were also apprehensive, and looked at Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother carefully with their eyes.

Looking at Mu Qingqiu's sisters and brothers are Hao Pingsheng and Hao Ansheng.

What Hao Pingsheng's sister and brother have seen and heard in the past few days have completely subverted all the cognitions in their entire lives for more than ten years. When will six-year-olds be able to go out on the streets without worrying about eating?

Oh, my God! There are also these beggars, looking at the eyes of Mu Qingqiu's sisters and brothers, they are not only calling the Bodhisattva in their mouths, but their eyes clearly have a sense of worship for the Bodhisattva.

Seeing the beggars lining up, Mu Qingxuan had already run to find his little friend.

In the end, he is a child, who has been by Mu Qingqiu's side for a few months, and his personality is lively, and he can play with anyone.

It's good to play with the little master and the rich family, to play well with Liu Jiabao, the son of Liu Heiniu's family, and to play well with the beggars and children.

"Xiao Yu, where is your little brother?" Seeing Mu Qingxuan and another little boy of the same age running hand in hand, Mu Qingqiu smiled and touched Xiao Yu's fluffy little head, and took out a silk to wipe the little guy's face and hands, Xiao Yu and Mu Qingxuan are about the same age, and often follow his little brother, I didn't see Xiao Yu's little brother last time, Mu Qingqiu also asked.

After that, too, sometimes Xiao Yu came with his little brother, and sometimes Xiao Yu came out alone.

Recently, Mu Qingqiu found that Xiao Yu came out alone more and more frequently, and he couldn't help but be a little worried.

Xiao Yu's little brother is thin and weak, so he won't get sick, right?

In these years, a small cold can kill people, not to mention a beggar, who has no money to see a doctor.

Thinking about it like this, Mu Qingqiu was a little stunned.

"My brother followed my uncle to earn money." Xiao Yu blinked his big eyes, holding a big steamed bun in one hand, and pinching a biscuit given to him by Mu Qingxuan in the other hand, and carrying a cloth bag on his body, which was given by Mu Qingxuan, which was full of biscuits and delicious pastries.

"Oh!" Hearing that people were fine, Mu Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, but remembering that the child was not more than two or three years older than her, he couldn't help frowning slightly, what can such a young child do?

Alas! Forget it, she doesn't deal with beggars for a day or two, she can see that a child like Xiao Yu, there are many people among the beggars who are very protective, and his little brother who wants to come to Xiao Yu follows his uncle to earn money, and he is also protected.

The beggars went to find work to do on their own, which was what Mu Qingqiu was most willing to see.

They all have hands and feet, if it weren't for the problems of the times, Mu Qingqiu would not sympathize with people who have hands and feet but don't know how to earn money to support themselves.

When I got home, I saw Zhang Dacheng guarding the gate.

Zhang Dacheng saw Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother coming back, his eyebrows and eyes smiled, and he carefully took out a bag of white sugar from his arms and stuffed it into Mu Qingqiu's hand: "Qiu, Qiu'er, your aunt asked me to bring it, and there is nothing else, give Xuan'er sugar water to drink." ”

Mu Qingqiu looked at Zhang Dacheng's calloused hands, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, in fact, Zhang Dacheng was just in his early twenties.

is so young, but a pair of hands have long been rough by life, this is the hands of working people! Precious traces.

"Qiu'er, go back! It's getting late, and it's time for my brother-in-law to go back. After finishing speaking, Zhang Dacheng hurriedly walked out of the door. (To be continued.) )

ps: Hey, hey, today's second shift is sent, this time there is no timeout! ~~(*^__^*)Hee Hee ......