Uncle Quan sighed and said: "My family used to be poor, and my son was almost sold by his mother, and I desperately protected him." If it weren't for the fact that the owner took in our father and son, there might not be us. I didn't give him this name, but the owner gave it to him, saying that he would 'have everything' in the future. ”

Tang and Rou said to him, "The owner is really a good man! ”

When Quan Bo mentioned Liu Ye, his face was full of gratitude, and he nodded and said, "The owner is a great good person!" ”

When it came to his owner, Quan Bo opened up the conversation and treasured what Liu Ye had done in those years of the disaster.

For several consecutive disaster years, there were many displaced people around Yuncheng, and Liu Ye proposed to accept and resettle these displaced people, and called on other wealthy people to join.

During the disaster year, these merchants did more than the government.

The people were full of praise for the merchants, but privately they were quite complaining about the county officials, feeling that they were not doing their duty.

The county magistrate naturally knew about this, but he always had a soft policy towards Fujia and rarely suppressed and curbed it.

During the disaster year, the surrounding villages often saw the change of children and eat, but the situation in Yuncheng was not bad.

In the past two years, the homeless people have heard the reputation of Yuncheng and have come to live here.

As soon as he said this, Tang and Rou thought about it, and their steps unconsciously slowed down.

Where is such a good person?

With so many displaced people and an increased crime rate, how can you do a good job if you don't have a few brushes to keep these criminals down?

The county order is not for rice, and after doing so many good deeds, can the county order be settled?

Isn't this a two-pronged approach to black and white?

Maybe this Liu Ye is not a simple character!

Quan Bo suddenly asked, "Little girl, I've been talking to you for so long, I still don't know what your name is?" ”

Tang Yourou temporarily put aside her thoughts, and her voice was crisp: "My name is Tang Yourou." It was supposed to be raining, but my grandmother didn't like me and deleted me from my family tree a few years ago. My mother didn't expect me to get married, and asked me to take good care of my younger siblings, so she gave me this 'harmony', 'softness' is the gentle 'softness'. ”

This is a distant memory of the original owner.

Maybe it was because it was too painful, and it wasn't until Quan Bo asked at this moment that Tang and Rou remembered this past.

Now that she has a new life, she can easily suppress all her past grievances, obviously talking about very sad things, but her face is smiling lightly and full of sunshine.

Quan Bo, a person who is accustomed to seeing big scenes, only listened to these few words, and he had already guessed the bloody wind in her house.

Combined with the scars and bruises she showed in the wine shop, looking at her sunny smile, I felt pity for her.

He slowly squatted down and sighed, "Hey, poor little man, you are so smart and clever, why doesn't grandma like you?" ”

Tang Yourou blinked her eyes and said, "My grandmother is a village woman, she has never been enlightened and illiterate, and her knowledge is short, so it is normal for her to not be able to see us during the disaster year." Earlier, my brother was seriously ill and the family had no money, and my grandfather didn't want us to split up. But I think I have an idea to support the three of us. ”

The more she excused Mrs. Tang, the more sensible she became, which made Quan Bo more and more distressed.

"What's this called, you three little ones have been separated? Alas...... You fool...... I don't know if your trick will work or not, but if it's so easy to make money, everyone can be rich. Don't make it too simple! ”

Tang Yourou had confidence in the wine boxing, and didn't want to argue with him about this, and said, "That Taoist priest just now said that my good fortune can go against the sky!" ”

"Oh, you little girl!" Quan Bo laughed, and suddenly hugged her, "I still know how to make money when you know it so well, someone in the family told you the way!" You're your own, quirky little girl! Okay, okay, you're blessed! ”

Emma!

The field of view suddenly became higher!

I haven't been picked up like this for more than ten years!

Hey, why do you suddenly have a sense of Illya and Berserker?

There are also many people holding babies on the street, and her small body is not abrupt.

Tang Yourou was a little afraid that Quan Bo would run away with her like a trafficker he had met, and abduct her.

But that's what she's thinking too much about.

Quanbo seemed to really like her, and walked back to the wine store with her in his arms.

On the side of the wine shop, Qing Gongzi's drunkenness is good.

He was so tired that his arms hurt, lying on the long table of the wine store, his long hair fluttering messily, and his whole person was like a lost dog, physically and mentally exhausted.

The heart is tortured by the Yingying girl, and the body is tortured by the pitcher.

The tender boy felt that his whole person was not good.

The young lady and Dou'er closed the stall and sat in the corner waiting for Tang and Rou, and they were all startled when they saw her being carried back.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" The two little ones ran out of the store and looked up at her.

Tang Yourou smiled: "I don't ...... anything"

Quan Bo put her down, met the little girl's suspicious look, and said, "What? Can't I hug the little girl? She's like my daughter! ”

"Okay, okay, you can do anything!" The little guy was speechless.

Anyway, this whole uncle has been willful more than once, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, he doesn't want to care about anything!

……

Meanwhile.

Wangxue Xuan.

Jing Gongzi was sitting by the desk, painting.

He's drawing the little girl who is swinging the pot.

But the sun was too strong at that time, and he didn't dare to look at the little girl in the sun.

Maybe it's because of repeated thoughts, her appearance is a little blurry.

I can't remember exactly, how do I paint?

In these days, paper is very expensive, and snow-white paper is even more expensive than silk.

He drew them by hand.

Every time he painted his eyebrows, he was always dissatisfied, so he threw the paper, which cost about ten taels of silver, to the ground, took a new piece of paper, and began to paint again.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

The attendant said, "Childe, the little girl brought it." ”

Jing Gongzi: "Let her in." ”

"Let go of me, let go of me! Woohoo......"

The little girl was caught by two strangers, like a little chick, and she cried in fright.

It's noisy.

Not the man he was looking for.

Where the hell is that little girl hiding......

Jing Gongzi frowned, raised his eyes and watched the attendant bring the girl to his case, glanced at it coldly, and said, "It's not her, let her receive some reward and send her away." ”

This girl looks about the same size as the little girl. After all, her father is the stall owner of the bun shop, at least he will not treat his daughter badly in terms of food, and he raises the girl to be stronger and taller than her peers.

It's already very good that these attendants can find this from the door of Meixiang Pavilion, how do they know that Tang and Rou are malnourished and look thinner than their peers?

This girl is really ignorant, she is still young and has never been enlightened, and she doesn't know how to be polite.

When I was brought, I was frightened, and when I saw the big brother in front of me with white hair and a frightening light pupil, I couldn't help it, "Wow" and cried, pointing at him and shouting: "Monster!" Monster! ”

Jing Gongzi's painting pen was sluggish.

The ink drops fall from the tip of the pen and onto the paper, blooming into an inky ripple.