Looking at this row of little babies, I saw them arching their little fists and bowing and kowtowing, all of them looked thin, housekeepers, housekeepers, maids, and maids, and they were saddened.

"Come, I'll take the rest of the dry food with you, regardless of whether there are refugees in the future."

"Yes, put it all on, put it on, do you have a pocket? Take two furoshiki skins, and put the hot porridge and soup in a bucket and take it away. ”

Song Jinbao stepped forward and said cowardly: "Don't want a bucket, do you want to use a water bladder and bamboo tube?" Daddy won't be able to push. ”

"Okay, it's a sensible baby," an older steward immediately shouted, "the gang is here, they all come to our house, they are numbered, they are making porridge, and they are taking your water bladders and bamboo tubes." ”

Qian Mishou twisted his little hand and looked up at Song Fusheng: "Uncle." ”

"Money skewers, have you got a silver reward?"

Qian Mishou said in a low voice: "No." ”

"Oh, it's not good to be out of the teacher, it's not good to be out of the teacher, the rest of the housekeepers are the mothers-in-law, they can't be the masters, the nobles have eaten at this point, and they made a mistake."

Qian Peiying pushed Song Fusheng, "Are you doing the right thing, and you are still wrong," after scolding Song Fusheng, he picked up Qian Mishou, and while holding the baby's face and hands were not cold, he walked forward and taught:

"Mi Shou, we accepted other people's things, and we gave people New Year's greetings to thank you.

Why do people give it to us for nothing, right?

Let's take it, we have nothing to give to others, so we have to say thank you, but it's not that we can be greedy and care about what people want, that's not right.

We're big guys, we can't buy it now if we have money, don't let you wander around, the situation is in this way. But you have to remember that when we settle down in the future, we can't stop managing people with the palm of our hands, that's not right. ”

"Okay, auntie, Mi Shou knows."

Qian Peiying touched the baby's head: "It's really good, Mi Shou still has to remember the goodness of these people, and the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated." When you grow up in the future, you study hard and grow your skills, I don't ask you to repay these well-wishers, but at least like those people, you have to reach out when you encounter people in difficulty. ”

"Okay, aunt, Mi Shou remembers, the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated."

"Hey, you're so smart, smarter than your sister, remember it once you read it?"

"Well, haha, I don't know if I can forget it."

When Qian Peiying was teaching the children, there were two officers and soldiers who maintained order standing not far away, these two officers and soldiers basically listened to each other, two serious people, and the corners of their mouths were stunned with smiles.

The task of the two of them is to prevent the refugees from rushing into the nobles and robbing, but the big red card refugees who can usually come to this soup kitchen are rarely like that, so the most important task of the two of them is to see that everyone has finished eating and drinking, and they will quickly drink and let them leave, and they will not be allowed to stay.

But this time, after listening to Qian Peiying's soft voice to teach the child, these two officers and soldiers just think that they should not drink the order, right?

You see that although people are dressed in shabby clothes, they are obedient and obedient, and when you hear them, you know that they are very reasonable, and suddenly realize that maybe they can maintain order by talking well.

One of the officers and soldiers stepped forward and said to Song Li, the eldest:

"Old man, you have to leave, get out of the city quickly, don't stay. There are patrols in the city, so don't look for you, lest you get into trouble. There is also a curfew, the city gate will be closed when the hour comes, don't lock you in it at that time, and when you go out of the city tomorrow, it is unclear for the officials to see you stay overnight. I also hope to leave quickly, and I also hurried to find a place in the inn as soon as possible. ”

"Okay, okay, don't worry, sir, I'm very grateful to eat and drink, let's go, let's go, thank you."

Song Lizheng waved his hand and called everyone "go, go, go", and after gathering, he deliberately stopped, and when he was old, he turned around and bowed to the stewards of these soup kitchens.

Out of the city gate, the card stamp, which means that they have completely left the first big city they passed through, Junzhou City, and they haven't looked at the excitement much.

This time, Song Fucai stepped forward to communicate with the official again, except that he couldn't control himself from looking back at the third brother, he had to rely on the third brother to give him courage, and he didn't stumble when he spoke.

Song Fusheng said to his second brother: "Second brother, you go to the next city." ”

"I'm not hitting, I'm not hitting, let Brother Jean."

"How can anyone fail to hit? If you don't work, you can use it. ”

Song Fusheng can understand the idea that these ancient people are afraid of being officials in their bones, and they are very resistant to dealing with officials, but he thinks that he can't do this, at least he should be able to communicate normally one by one.

Don't squat to the side when you see people talking, staring at the ground without turning your eyes, as if there is money on the ground, and you don't even dare to raise your head. As soon as he is able to talk and laugh in front of acquaintances, he can beat his daughter-in-law and scold his children, and he has the ability to work hard outside. Gentlemen have to be generous, right?

Greedy for darkness, left Junzhou City, and walked for more than 30 miles, and the trolleys stopped one by one.

This time, Song Fusheng deliberately started with Qian Mishou, and selected a few children from the age of five to the age of fourteen, and followed him into the inn together.

He wants these dolls who still have time to read to feel the difference between those who read and those who don't.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Xiao Er happened to be sweeping the floor, waving a mop and shouting at them: "Go, go, how did you get here for begging!" Where did you come from? ”

Frightened, Qian Mishou swooped into Song Fusheng's crotch, and then the house was hot, Qian Mishou smelled it as soon as he raised his head, and pinched his nose: What kind of smell is my uncle's pants and crotch?

Song Fusheng went into battle with both hands, grabbed a few children who turned around to run, and pulled Qian Mishou's little head out of his thigh, and then told Xiao Er that he had come to stay and was a child who had participated in the imperial examination.

Xiao Er's eyes widened in surprise, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he greeted: "Song Tongsheng, please come inside." Then he hurriedly shouted, the shopkeeper, there is a child who has come to stay.

In front of several ignorant children, Song Fusheng showed his private seal and the certificate of guarantee for the entrance examination, as well as the certificate that their county yamen had awarded him a teacher, as well as a big red card.

The shopkeeper immediately said that Xiao Er's knowledge was shallow, and he had just offended Song Tongsheng and looked at Haihan.

Song Fusheng immediately understood and understood, the shopkeeper, you have to say that Haihan might as well be practical, can you provide a free firewood horse ring, we can sleep well, it doesn't matter.

The shopkeeper thought: I want to be important. You don't want to spend money, so you're here, right? No way.

Song Fusheng retreated: How much is the Chase Shop? Can we get you Datong to wrap up, you give it cheaper, you see, the refugees came, not to mention the child, even if the old man put this thing on the stall, he has to be ashamed and ashamed, I hope you understand.

After talking about a set of things that should be discussed, Song Fusheng pulled down Boss Guo's son with his hand and patted the kid on the back of the head: "Go, call the big guy to come in." ”

Guo Lao's son ran out of the inn, and his first sentence was not to call everyone in, but to shout: "Dad, the third uncle is a child!" The third uncle is so powerful! ”

The voice was loud.

Song Fusheng was immediately embarrassed, and asked the shopkeeper in a whisper, is our inn full? There are a lot of people living there, right?

There was also a small episode that happened during the overnight stay.

Because there are a lot of people, people are crowded, and those who get up at night have to be careful not to step on people, so they patronize and hide people, and I don't know who put the bamboo tube, and the bamboo tube is sprinkled with water, and the water is sprinkled on the torn cotton jacket that Song Fusheng took off.

Thanks to the customs clearance documents and his children's papers, all of them are put in the schoolbag, and they can be taken out again if necessary.

But the map drawn by Teng Tou, because he always had to take it out and look at it, put it in a torn cotton jacket, which was a bad dish, and the paper was wet.

Lighting the oil lamp, Song Fusheng urgently woke up his daughter: "Girl, girl, wake up." ”

Song Fuling sat up and rubbed her eyes in a daze under the gaze of several pairs of anxious eyes.

"Girl, haven't you seen this map?"

Song Fuling yawned: "Ah." ”

"Can you draw it as it is?"

"What?!"

Song Fuling sat at the table in the vestibule (hall), the pen and paper had been arranged, and she began to scratch her hair again, scratching herself with both hands like a madman, clicking, and sleepy.

Mrs. Ma had a sad face: "You look, you look at her, like you can draw it?" No, San'er, don't you watch it more often than the fat girl? Can't you just draw it as it is? ”

Song Fusheng said that he didn't have that ability, and the picture was originally a mess, but his daughter couldn't restore it.

This is not nonsense, before Mrs. Ma could complain, her little granddaughter began to write.

Just look at the painting, one by one, like a small insect, while drawing, he muttered: "This should be marked here, that, well, Dad, how to write Xunyang, forget it, I'll draw a circle for you......"

Song Lizheng, Gao Tuhu, Guo Jia and other representatives who have been woken up: My God, I am worthy of being born by Song Fusheng, and this head is too good.

Mrs. Ma thought to herself: I have to admit that the fat girl is with her grandfather's family, alas.

Song Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief: What's the trouble, his daughter, a primary school bully.