When he returned home, his father Liuda immediately ordered his subordinates to heat up the leftover meals. Liu Wenyang didn't say much, just said that he had recovered the gourd. As for why he chased it, he didn't explain much. In this regard, although the father had some doubts in his heart, every time his son did something, he always had more right and less wrong, so he stopped asking.

However, during the conversation, Liu Wenyang took the opportunity to tell his father about Chun Shisanniang's invitation to open a viewing hall in the county seat and cooperate in business together.

Dad first paused for a moment, and then said: "This is a good thing, it is better to be able to go to the county seat than to stay in a small place." ”

He also said: "Men are ambitious in all directions, don't worry about the family, I'm old, just stay at home honestly and enjoy Qingfu, you go out to work hard...... Hehe, work hard, and then I can enjoy the rich and noble children and grandchildren. ”

When Liu Wenyang saw him like this, he put his mind at ease, originally thinking that his father would worry about him and be reluctant to leave home. But it didn't appear, how far-fetched it was when the father laughed, after all, there are a few parents in the world who are really willing to let their sons go out of the house to work hard.

After these twists and turns, Liu Wenyang understood that this money is not safe to hide anywhere, rather than hiding it deeply, it is better to take it out and make a sale, but what to do? Liu Wenyang thought about it and soon had an idea.

……

In the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu, the twenty-eighth month of Layue.

Seeing that there are still two days before the Chinese New Year's Eve, many families have posted joyful door gods on their doors; Even those who don't have money will beg some people who can write to write the word "Xi" or "Fu" on their humble chaimen.

Compared with many people who post couplets and hang the door gods, Liufu, which is now famous, does not have this kind of idle work, because today is the first day that Liufu opened a porridge field outside the gate.

The gate of Liu's house was overcrowded, and those poor people in tattered clothes were holding broken bowls one by one, waiting for Tong Mingyue to scoop the steaming thin porridge into their bowls, and then nodded and thanked them, holding the broken bowls and squatting aside to suck them.

In fact, although there was no publicity, the refugees around Peach Blossom Town flocked to it. After all, being able to eat a mouthful of porridge before this cold year is a blessing from God for these homeless poor people. It's just that this time, it was not God who gave this steaming porridge and rice, but Liu Wenyang, the god of Xiaoliu.

For Liu Wenyang, he is not a naturally good person, on the contrary, he is still greedy for money and lust at times, but when he saw that there would be so many people waiting for soup porridge, he was still stunned for a moment. In his consciousness, the people of the Ming Dynasty are still living and working in peace and contentment, and Zhu Laoba, the emperor, is still very good, after all, he is a peasant with good roots, and he still treats the people very well. But the scene in front of him made his consciousness a little broken.

Not far away, a little daughter, who was only seven or eight years old, with a messy bun on her head, and thin and tattered clothes on her body, revealing her black and dirty arms and calves, and she had no shoes under her feet, but barefoot, stepping on the cold snow, the surface of her feet was full of shocking cracks and frostbite, she carried a big broken bowl, and waited in line to receive the soup kitchen.

A man in the back, seeing that it was about to be the turn of the little girl next, pushed the little girl away and said, "Get out of the way!" ”

The little girl was already small, how could she stand such a force, she fell to the ground with a stumble, and the big bowl she was holding in her hand also cracked open.

The little girl suddenly suffered this disaster and immediately began to cry, but the people around her were indifferent.

Just when the little girl was isolated and helpless, a person picked her up, wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said, "Don't cry, don't cry!" If you cry, your face won't look good! ”

It was Liu Wenyang who was holding the little girl.

The little girl looked at Liu Wenyang and said with tears in her eyes: "My bowl ......"

"Your bowl is broken, I'll get you a new one later!" Liu Wenyang coaxed her.

"I don't want it, I just want my bowl ......" the little girl cried even harder.

"Why? Wouldn't it be better to get you a new bowl? ”

"Mom said that you can't take things that aren't your own! So I just need my own bowl ......," the little girl said, wiping tears from her eyes.

"Your mother? Where is she? ”

"It's over there."

Following the direction pointed by the little girl, Liu Wenyang saw that in the corner of the wall not far away, there was a woman lying against the wall, also in tattered clothes, wearing thinner clothes than the little girl, looking at this side weakly.

Liu Wenyang looked at the little girl with frostbite in her arms, and then looked at her sick mother, it was cold, but the mother and daughter adhered to one belief: what is not their own, they must not want it!

Suddenly, Liu Wenyang felt that his eyes were a little wet, and something wanted to roll out, so he hurriedly wiped it with his hand and covered it up: "Then it's okay for me to give it to you, right?" While speaking, Liu Wenyang beckoned the maid Xiaocui next to him to bring a bowl of hot porridge, hugged the little girl to the mother, and told the story of the incident, and the woman thanked her. called Liu Wenyang a "great good man".

At that moment, Liu Wenyang suddenly felt that he couldn't afford this name at all.

"Son, don't sigh anymore, you and I can only do so much at most!" Daddy Liuda came to him at some point and said. "If it weren't for you, our Liu family wouldn't have been running from time to time, let alone opening a porridge field like now, and it is estimated that we wouldn't even be able to solve our own food and clothing."

Liu Wenyang rubbed his nose with his hand and said, "Even so, I still want to do more." ”

Just as Liu Wenyang was talking to his father, firecrackers rang out, but it was Wu Million, a big businessman invited by Liu Wenyang's post, as well as the Ming tyrant and the landlord Fang Yuanwai and Zhang Dahu, who had arrived.

I saw that the three of them were dressed differently, and Wu Million was still wearing a fur hat and a brocade coat, which seemed to have experienced vicissitudes of life and had a very good atmosphere of running the rivers and lakes; Outside the Fang Yuan, he wore a hero scarf on his head, wore a gray cloth short, and covered with a big black cloak, looking energetic, belonging to the kind of Ming otaku who has nothing to do when he is full of food and support, and he wipes his fists and grinds his palms at home; As for Zhang Dahu, he has a bulging chest and belly, his hands are crossed on his waist, he wears gold and silver, and his body is full of copper smell, and he is a local tyrant.

In order to celebrate the opening of the Liujia porridge field, the three of them jointly set off a firecracker.

The cannon burst out, spreading a hall full of red on the ground, and the snow-white snow was like sprinkling red petals, which was very eye-catching.

After the firecrackers were over, Liu Wenyang walked over to say hello to the three bigwigs, but then did not directly invite the three of them directly into the house, but took them to see the entire soup kitchen.

The other party is also a well-known good person, and while watching, he said: "I didn't expect that there are more refugees this year than in previous years." I also opened a porridge field last year, but there were never so many people. ”

The big man said with a shy stomach: "The more people there are, the more difficult it is to rescue, originally a pot of porridge can save more than a dozen people, but hundreds of people come here at once, but how can they be saved?!" ”

As for Wu Million, he didn't say anything, he was used to going south and north, and he had seen a lot of this kind of scene, so it was inevitable that he didn't care too much.

Liu Wenyang took all the expressions of the three of them into his eyes, and said with a smile: "You all know that I, Liu, am good at looking at appearances, can know ** blessings, and predict the number of fates, but I don't know that in this world, no matter what the fortunes and fortunes are, what the number of fates is, in fact, there is one thing missing......

Zhang Dahu rectum, "But I don't know what is missing?!" ”

Liu Wenyang said: "Lack of morality---! ”

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