"These are all food and cloth for the children, please Siniang and Wuniang make these cloths into clothes for the children,"

Zhang Huan said with a smile.

"This, this,"

Siniang looked at the objects piled together like a hill, and said with great gratitude,

"Thank you Gongzi for your love, in fact, Yun Niang is now supporting these babies is already clumsy, a few days ago I have sold my jewelry, I can't support it for too long, I am helpless, today's Gongzi Gaoyi, you can only take some more time,'

Siniang wept and thanked her.

"Yes, Miss Luo is really not easy, Zhang Gongzi is high-minded,"

Lao Xue bowed his hand and thanked him.

"After a certain is also a Baojie army, my father and brother were killed and injured in the war, I have experienced, help out, and talk about my heart,"

Zhang Huan sighed and looked at the children who heard the voice, sighed, turned away, he didn't listen to the shouts behind him, he did this for peace of mind, he as a soldier in later generations really couldn't look down on the soldiers at this time, the shame of this family and country.

Luo Yunniang returned to the compound with Shan Cheng and Teng Tie, she was tired, this time she secretly took one of her favorite silver bracelets, she didn't tell Aunt Fang and Aunt Cheng about it, because she didn't need it, saying it would only increase her troubles,

The rice grain at home is about to be cut off, although a few people sell tofu to make female red, but more than 20 children eat and wear so that they can't breathe, she has gone to the previous Yihong Building today to ask, can she go back to sit as a piano master, she will not go back to the Qinglou as a last resort, but the children may not survive this winter, she is already helpless.

Such a situation can be imagined Luo Yunniang's mood, she returned home physically and mentally exhausted, and then she saw these objects,

"Miss, here are ten stones of corn, ten stones of wheat, twenty catties of salt, ten horses of silk and linen, more than 100 catties of pork, and twenty catties of lard,"

Wu Niang happily reported the numbers.

"What did Zhang Gongzi say?"

Luo Yunniang asked lightly.

'He, he left without saying anything,'

Siniang thought for a while.

'Shan Cheng, Teng Tie, call all the children out and go out with me,'

Luo Yunniang said.

Tengtie and Shan Cheng responded.

'Yun Niang, you are,'

Siniang asked.

"Although the great grace is not grateful, we can't wait without thanks,"

Luo Yunniang looked in the direction of the warehouse.

Zhang Huan was working in the warehouse, at this time he changed his Confucian robe, dressed in a short dress and made it in full swing, sweating, and had just done a good job.

Lao Chai's loud voice shouted in the front yard, and someone was looking for him.

Zhang Huan didn't change his clothes, he was dressed shortly, and his sideburns were wet and came to the gate of the courtyard.

Zhang Huan was startled when he came to the door, only to see more than 20 babies in front of him kneeling down, and it was Teng Tie and Shan Cheng who knelt in front of him.

It was Luo Yunniang who was standing on the side, she saw Zhang Huan coming and bowed deeply,

'When the concubine came back, she knew the righteousness of the son, but there was nothing to repay, so she had to bring the babies to thank the son for his kindness and pray for the son,'

"Yun Niang doesn't need to be like this, a certain thing is in line with her heart, she doesn't have the intention of coercing her to repay her kindness, let the children get up quickly,"

Zhang Huan walked briskly.

"Don't bow down to Gongzi Xie yet,"

How could Luo Yunniang be willing, she turned around and said.

"Thank you,"

More than 20 boys and girls bowed their heads and thanked them, and their immature voices resounded all over the world.

"My brother was too rude in the past, and I ask my son to forgive me,"

Teng Tie and Shan Cheng kowtowed heavily.

"Get up, get up, there's still fructose to eat here, but if you don't get up, you don't have it,"

Zhang Huan smiled seductively.

The babies looked at Luo Yunniang with a look of hope, the attraction of the sugar cube was too great, Luo Yunniang shook her head helplessly,

"Get up,"

The babies stood up with a grin, and they stared at Zhang Huan.

Zhang Huan hurriedly returned to the warehouse and took out a few bags of fructose, today he bought a few bags of fructose, and was going to take them back to Zhang Hao and Zhang Yuan, but now it seems that it is better to send these babies away first, and then buy them for his younger brothers and sisters later.

More than 20 children are two pieces of candy per person, and all the children are dripping with saliva when they eat, and most of them have never eaten fructose at all.

"Great grace is not grateful, if the son has clothes to cut and sew and repair the concubine's body, the concubine body can only help the son with some small things,"

Luo Yunniang thought about it, the only way to repay Zhang Huan was in this way, what else did she have besides this,

"Yes, definitely,"

Zhang Huan smiled and arched his hand.

Zhang Huan can only say this, the most helpless thing after being helped is that there is no way to repay the other party, he has an understanding of this, and he can at least make the tough and self-reliant woman on the other side feel better.

"So good,"

Luo Yunniang smiled from the bottom of her heart, this smile was beautiful and dazzling, Zhang Huan couldn't help but look stunned.

Shen Kuo returned home for dinner, Shen Qingzhi took advantage of Shen Kuo's absence from entering the study, went back to the room and walked over with a few pages of paper, he had to find the right time to talk to his father, because his father was a typical workaholic.

"You said that these were transcribed by Zhang Huan,"

Shen Kuo was a little confused, when did his second son get so close to Zhang Huan.

Shen Qingzhi told him about this afternoon's events, Shen Kuo's face was gloomy, he didn't expect Shen Qingzhi to ask his problem at will, which would damage his face too much.

"How can these things be said to people, and what kind of system can they become?"

Shen Kuo's voice was not loud, but it was very harsh, indicating that he was very angry, Shen Qing stood with his hands down and did not dare to speak,

'Ahem,'

Zhang, who walked in with a tea tray, was very dissatisfied when he saw the scene.

"Father and son have something not to say well, why bother,"

The Zhang family is famous for protecting calves, especially when it comes to treating her own son Shen Qingzhi, this is her reverse scale, which is untouchable, including Shen Kuo.

Although Shen Kuo has always been afraid of guilt, but today Shen Qingzhi was very reckless, and Shen Kuo was very dissatisfied, so he rarely did not give in, and began to look at the paper in his hand silently.

At first he flipped very quickly, showing his anger, but soon he carefully studied it, and then he took the first page he had just read and re-read it.

When Shen Qingzhi saw this scene, she was secretly happy in her heart and smiled at her mother.

Shen Kuo looked at the document in front of him in surprise, well, he seemed to be the document of the old official, which listed all kinds of measures, and there were a few pens below to say why he did it, although it was very brief, but it was very convincing, so that people should at least think about it after reading it,

Such a detailed document may not be able to be written so neatly even by an old official, is it really written by Zhang Huan, how is this possible, it takes many years of experience, but Zhang Huan does not have it at all, his family is not even a family of officials, no one teaches him at all, but he just wrote such a document, which is incredible.

No, this is not a text, he doesn't know what it is, there are not even those useless flattering words and phrases in it, etc., it is completely to say the problem and solve the problem, it is extremely refined, there is no superfluous object at all, at this point, it can be seen that it may be written by Zhang Huan, because he has not seen such a thing from other people for so many years.