As the Salesian Bureau got closer and closer, Miao Er suddenly sobbed, and the sobs became more and more severe.

I saw my mother and others looking at her with strange eyes.

She finally couldn't help crying to her mother and said, "Master, because this is my childhood home." ”

It turned out that she was an orphan who had lost her parents since she was a child.

Her words made Cuizhu's eyes red, and she secretly looked at Zhao Ping and Miao'er.

I feel that although I don't have parents, I have a home.

And one of my favorites.

When Qiu Zhu heard this, he stepped forward to look at her and couldn't help asking, "Miao'er, are you?" ”

Miao'er bowed to Qiu Zhu Yingying, and said softly: "Report to the dean, the slave family is the thirteenth mother." ”

Her words shocked Qiu Zhu, and he couldn't help but say, "It turns out that everyone is Miao'er who entrusted someone to fund the Salesian Bureau." It turned out that I was just suspicious, but I didn't expect it to be you, and sure enough, the eighteenth change of the female college has become unrecognizable. ”

Xin Zhicai and the others couldn't help but take a deep look at Miao'er and Qiu Zhu, they didn't expect that there would be such a twist and turn story here.

But they can only sympathize with Miao'er.

Xin Zhicai sighed and said, "Miao'er, it's not easy for you!" ”

The government is also poor now!

Seeing that Xin Zhicai sympathized with Miao'er, her aunt's face couldn't help but change.

It turns out that Miao'er only has a certain reputation in the Qinglou.

People only know that she is a Qinglou woman.

It's just a well-known Qinglou woman.

But now it's different, even today's magistrate knows that her life is not easy.

Born in the Salesian Bureau.

Forced by life.

Had to enter the green building.

Miao'er's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

She couldn't help but reminisce about her past.

When Miao'er was ten years old, the old bustard came to the Salesian Bureau in search of good materials and good quality.

fell in love with her and asked her if she would like to be a servant?

At that time, Miao'er didn't understand what the servant meant, and looked at Qiu Suke.

Qiu Zhu, who has always regarded Thirteen Niang as his daughter, asked the old bustard Thirteen Niang to only be a clear person.

If he finds someone he likes, he can let her redeem herself.

The old bustard agreed one by one, and Qiu Zhu asked her to follow the old bustard and reluctantly leave the Salesian Bureau.

Qiu Zhu is not afraid that the bustard will regret it, because the bustard will come to him in the future.

It was only later that Miao'er understood the meaning of Qiu Suke's request, that is, she could only learn the art by selling herself herself.

But the old bustard never forced her to pick up customers, and maintained the identity of a Qingqi person until she met Li Yueqiu, Zhao Ping's uncle.

She was grateful and did her best to help her sisters and brothers in the Salesian Bureau.

Zhao Ping was originally suspicious of her approaching her uncle, but he finally understood when he heard it today.

Her extremely insecure and fragile mind must find an uncle to rely on.

The aunt looked at the uncle and Miao'er repeatedly.

The two of them couldn't help but get hairy.

I don't know what she's going to do again.

My aunt let out a long sigh.

Suddenly, his mood softened, and he said to Miao'er: "Sister, you pick an auspicious day and pass the door." ”

Miao'er was stunned!

Happiness came too suddenly, and after being stunned for a while, he knelt down to his aunt with tears in his eyes.

The uncle opened his mouth and was happy, but his aunt glared at him fiercely, and the uncle had to leave embarrassed.

Uncle's status is about to change!

It may be the same Jinshi!

After the recommendation of the government, my uncle has the title of "Three Hundred Long and Short Sentences", and he is already a sure thing.

My aunt had to face it!

And she has to take the initiative!

She must show her ladylike in front of everyone!

What she had to do to show Xin Zhicai, Yuan Xuezheng, Qian Shao, Qiu Zhu and others.

Sure enough, Qiu Zhu, who has always regarded Miao'er as a daughter, stepped forward to congratulate Miao'er and kept praising her aunt for her generosity.

Zhao Ping found that although his aunt agreed to come to the door, her smile was still reluctant.

It was difficult for her to ride a tiger, but she had to agree.

Followed by Xin Zhicai, Yuan Xuezheng, Qian Shao, etc., they also came forward to congratulate Qiu Zhu, Miao'er, and uncle.

praised their aunts for their generosity and gave gifts.

My aunt's face turned from cloudy to sunny, and her smile finally became natural.

It's not easy to get a commendation in the county!

Xin Zhicai and Qiu Zhu looked at each other and smiled, this is their political achievement.

It also allowed the Salesian Bureau to see the children's way out of their future.

The Salesian Bureau is at the foot of the hill on the south street of the county seat.

It's all thatched huts, about ten acres of land.

The voices of children stretching out and screaming for hunger were constantly heard inside.

My mother and aunt couldn't help but secretly wipe away tears.

The dwelling was so poor that I heard the miserable voices of the children.

The gate is an ordinary wooden gate that is about to rot, the fence is thorny, and the chickens are looking for food in the field.

The dog was languid on the ground, and when he saw Qiu Zhu coming in, he screamed a few times.

It didn't have the strength to pay attention to Xin Zhicai and others, and was still lying on the ground.

If it weren't for the "Salesian Bureau" plaque, it would have been thought that this was a large poor farmer.

Zhao Ping followed Xin Zhicai in.

I saw more than a dozen aunts busy.

One moment they coaxed the child, the next they did the laundry, and the next they swept the floor.

There are quite a few people in the courtyard.

There are about a hundred!

2 to 12 years old!

Ragged or even paper clothes are dirty!

Skinny as wood, yellow muscles, and girls make up the majority.

The face is also ugly.

Some of them have a vegetable color, and some of them have a sickly face.

They sat limply on stone benches.

Several children who are about the same age as Zhao Ping are relatively big with relatively young children.

Zhao Ping, Cuizhu, Li Hanmei, Jiang Ying, who are about the same age as them, make them even more uncomfortable!

Wearing silk and satin!

is also handsome and beautiful, and everyone is so sad that they bow their heads one after another.

Sure enough, the poor children were in charge of the family early, and some of them were already working with their aunts.

Some are playing with smaller ones than themselves.

Some carry the kind of small walks that are only two or three years old.

Some held the very hungry in their arms and kept comforting or feeding water.

Some of them hugged the sick crying and groaning in their arms to comfort them.

Zhao Ping's mother and aunt were crying while walking all the way, giving each child a baked cake.

The Salesian Bureau is right next to the county seat.

It's not so hard.

There are so many orphans.

If I hadn't come in person today, I wouldn't have known that there are still so many poor and orphaned places in Changyuan County.

Uncle, Lu Li, and Yang Tao also had some tears in their eyes.

Rumbling in my stomach.

Fragrant and angry baked cakes are abundant in front of you.

Regardless of the rest, fill your stomach first.

But no.

Voices that scared them came.

"Hand washing must be clean before eating, otherwise it will be taken back."

They must develop the habit of loving hygiene.

Zhao Ping, Cuizhu, Xi Lingzhu, and Li Hanmei said in the back.

The children had no choice but to wash their hands in the wooden pass.

The timid one wept while washing his hands.

What's still sick?

This one must be treated.

You Lang took the medicine box and immediately saw a doctor.

Zhao Di was clever and cleverly served as an assistant for him in the back.

Josuke watched with tears in his eyes.

These fatherless and motherless lonely children.

For many years, there has never been a county-level official such as the county magistrate and the county magistrate to bring people to visit.

He secretly wiped his tears with his sleeve and pointed to the inside of a dozen thatched huts.

After saluting Xin Zhicai, he said: "Tell the officials of Xin Zhi County, there are more than a hundred inside, and since they have no clothes, they have to stay inside." ”

Xin Zhicai, Yuan Xuezheng, and Qian Shao couldn't help but be stunned.

Yuan Xuezheng remembered a question: "Then they will never see the sun in their lives." ”

Qiu Zhu smiled bitterly and said, "Of course there is a way." Clothing is worn only in turns. ”

This one will work too.

It turned out that their lives were so hard.

It's harder than you think.

Naturally, the mothers and aunts went to the girl's room to distribute the baked cakes.

Zhao Ping and the others entered the boy's room and distributed baked cakes.

Sure enough, it turned out that the conditions of those difficult households in Zhaojiazhuang were even worse.

The mullions of the windows are almost obscured by the thatch outside the house, making it almost impossible for light to enter.

It took Zhao Ping's eyes a long time to get used to it.

I saw that the ground was a little damp, and the room was about very large.

There are eight beds densely packed inside, each with four children, still large and small.

They were scrawny, glazed-eyed, and devoid of aura.

But Zhao Ping, You Lang, Li Hanlead and others came in.

After a faint glance at them, he returned to his original lazy appearance.

They can't go out, and they don't have much to eat.

I had to lie listless in bed.

But now they come to the spirit.

Because the fragrance of Zhao Ping's baked cakes came out.

They were immediately excited, and surrounded Zhao Ping waiting for the fever cake.

After coming out after the baked cakes, Zhao Ping reported the situation of the house to Xin Zhicai.

Xin Zhicai agreed to pull out 100 yuan to the Salesian Bureau, and also took the initiative to donate a month's worth with Yuan Xuezheng and Qian Shao.

Their money was barely enough to run the Salesian Bureau for a month.

Xin Zhicai couldn't do it better.

Now, in order to fight against the Hu people, the Great Song Dynasty used most of the Yamen's money to fight the war through the transfer envoy.

Although Zhao Ping pays thousands of copper coins every month, it seems that a lot of them are actually a drop in the bucket.

It can't make many waves in the big pool of Da Song.

Of course, Zhao Ping knew that Xin Zhicai had brought himself here, and he had let himself solve the problem.

So Zhao Ping said to Xin Zhicai: "Uncle Weng, Ping'er also knows that the war between the Great Song Dynasty and the Hu people has made the Great Song Dynasty's economy really difficult. ”

"Uncle, let's do it, my own Zhaojiazhuang first gave 500 copper coins and 500 pick-up cards, and promised to send someone to tear down all the thatched houses and rebuild them."

Zhao Ping has to do more than that, his following words are even more amazing:

"At the same time, a Salesian Bureau branch has also been set up in Zhaojiazhuang, and more than 200 boys and girls are currently being sent to the Zhaojiazhuang branch."

Zhaojiazhuang ensured that they were well fed and clothed, and that they could go to school at the same time. Uncle, I don't know if it's okay? ”

Xin Zhicai smiled and didn't speak.

Qiu Zhu had already bowed down to Zhao and said with tears in his eyes, "Thank you, Xiao Langjun." Thank you, Xiaolang-kun. You're the lucky star of the Salesian Bureau. ”

Xin Zhicai also nodded and said, "This official agrees, and in this way, a Salesian Bureau branch will also be established in Zhaojiazhuang." However, at present, the funds are temporarily advanced by Zhaojiazhuang, and the yamen will pay after they have money. ”

Soon, Li Hanlead and Li Hanxi came.

They bring ready-to-wear shops to make clothes for children.

Let these children with low self-esteem jump and scream with joy.

What's more, they were refreshed not so long ago after they had eaten.

At this time, Miao'er whispered to her uncle and aunt.

The uncle shook his head, then looked at Zhao Ping again, nodded and shook his head.

The aunt spat on the ground and covered her mouth.

I slapped my nose with my hand, as if I was disgusted.

Miao'er hesitated for a few moments, and finally walked towards her mother.

My mother looked at Miao'er and her aunt and uncle, and I didn't know what was going to happen?