"Why are you here?"

After Xia Qingtong asked, he felt that he had asked in vain. With the red cherry blossoms there, it was a matter of minutes for Ming Yue to know her whereabouts.

When the soup woman arrived, Xia Qingtong warmed up a lot. Ming Yue stretched out his hand back, and Hong Sakura came over with a cloak and put it on Xia Qingtong.

It's a hot woman again, and it's a cloak again. Xia Qingtong will not be cold, and he will have time to ask Ming Yue's intentions.

"What? Sixth Prince, you are also here to help the victims? ”

Ming Yue didn't look at her, but looked at Wei in front of him. Wei Shi walked in front of Xia Qingtong before, and he turned around when he heard the movement.

I saw the cloak Xia Qingtong was wearing and the soup woman in his hand.

When I went out before, I wanted my daughter to take her out, but she still refused. He said he was here for disaster relief, but he wasn't here to play.

Then this would be-

"Mrs. Hou." Ming Yue stepped forward and saluted Wei.

"Your Highness Sixth is polite." When Wei saw Ming Yue, he chuckled in his heart. Speaking from the heart, Mingyue is very good.

In addition, the other party has a life-saving grace for their mother and daughter, if Ming Yue really wants to be with Xia Qingtong, the two of them can be regarded as a good match.

Not to mention the other party's actions, he took good care of Xia Qingtong. With this intention alone, her senses for Ming Yue were much better.

It's just that the identity of the other party's prince makes Wei really can't afford to want his daughter to be with the other party.

"This snow disaster came suddenly. The preparation of the household department is insufficient. The Hou Mansion and Mrs. Hou can stand up for disaster relief at this time, which is really noble. ”

"It's all a gesture. There is nothing righteous or unjust. ”

"Madame Hou was modest. When it snows heavily, it is rare for the lady to come in person. ”

These words were praised, and even if there was really a little emotion on Wei's face, they were all put away.

Xia Qingtong clapped his hands in his heart.

Awesome, awesome. She found that Ming Yue has been talking to people recently, and his ability to talk about ghosts is getting higher and higher.

"What about you, Sixth Prince? Could it be that your mansion has also set up a porridge shed here? ”

She said this on purpose, after all, she had also looked around when she got out of the carriage just now. There is really a porridge shed set up by the Hou family around here.

Xia Qingtong's words made Ming Yue glance at her, and there was a hidden smile in his eyes. The smile seemed helpless and spoiled.

Inexplicably, Xia Qingtong was blushing when he saw his eyes.

"Of course not." When Ming Yue spoke, he looked into the distance: "This snow disaster came suddenly, and I heard that many people were displaced. I'll come over and see if there's anything I can do to help. ”

Of course, there is another reason why Ming Yue did not say.

The Yin family fell, and the previous Ministry of Household Books, as well as the Ministry of Works, were all regarded as a faction of the Yin family.

He was not at ease with the people cultivated by the Yin family. If these people are secretly doing something, it is not impossible.

If you can pull their tails out smoothly, then the rest will be fun.

Xia Qingtong nodded, not thinking in a deeper direction for the time being. I just feel that with Ming Yue's identity, what I want to do will definitely be much easier than that of them ordinary people.

She didn't think about it, but Wei had to think about it more.

The capital was hit by a disaster, and you Mingyue appeared in this place, and it sounds good to care about national affairs.

To put it mildly, will Emperor Qingren think that you can't sit still? Want to get that spot? Otherwise, why bother running out in such weather?

The more Wei thinks about it, the more complicated his feelings for Ming Yue become.

I'm afraid that Ming Yue really has something to think about Xia Qingtong, and I'm even more afraid that Xia Qingtong will think about Ming Yue. Especially when you see the two of them make eye contact.

Wei blinked, whether it was or not, he had to take advantage of the fact that the situation was just beginning to strangle all signs in the cradle.

Leaning slightly, Wei's mouth opened with a smile.

"Since His Royal Highness the Sixth has something, please take care of yourself. We also have to go to see the situation of the porridge shed, and we will be lost first. ”

Regardless of Xia Qingtong's reaction, he pulled her directly to the porridge shed in front.

Is that okay too? Xia Qingtong didn't miss the trace of dislike in Wei's eyes.

So, Ming Yue is disgusted?

The moment she passed by Ming Yue, she felt that her hand in the cloak was pinched hard by Ming Yue.

Xia Qingtong: ......

…………

Xia Qingtong soon didn't have the heart to think about Ming Yue. Because the situation in front of her has exceeded her understanding of more than 20 years before.

On a snowy day, those people were in rags. Not to mention the padded jacket, there is no thicker coat.

Many people's hands are red and purple from the cold.

The porridge shed in Houfu is still conscientious, very thick, not like some people's porridge, there are not a few grains of rice in it, it is almost clear water.

Those victims were all lined up, and some people didn't even care about the hot porridge when they got it, and just took a big mouthful.

Xia Qingtong looked a little sad, she went out today, knowing that she was coming to the porridge shed, she had tried her best to keep a low profile.

Look at the people in front of you, and then look at the cloak on your body that has an excellent wind-blocking effect.

Walked to the pot where the porridge was boiling and offered to help.

Wei originally brought his daughter out, just to let her see the outside world and know a little about the suffering in the world.

When her daughter really started to move, she was very surprised. After being surprised, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know when it started, my daughter is really sensible.

Xia Qingtong didn't have to wait for a while to make porridge, and he noticed a phenomenon. The queues here, except for children, are basically old and weak women and children. There are no young adults.

Surprised, she turned to look at the butler who came out to be in charge of the soup kitchen.

Hearing her question, the housekeeper smiled: "The third girl doesn't know anything. The snow overwhelmed many houses, and the household asked the men to help shovel the snow and build the houses back. They are on the construction site, so they naturally have something to eat. ”

"What's more, young people are no older than older people, and it is better to be self-reliant."

Xia Qingtong nodded, this is indeed the reason.

Speaking of the truth, if there are people with hands and feet, they are also waiting for relief, first, it is unfair. The second is to develop the problem of those people who like to work hard.

It's nice to be like this.

As soon as Xia Qingtong thought about it, he found that there was an extra man in front of him who looked less than thirty.

The man stood in front of the porridge shed with a blank face, obviously wanting to ask for porridge.

Xia Qingtong was stunned for a moment, and before she could speak, the housekeeper had already taken a step forward and looked at the man.

"This strong man, Wuliu Lane in front, Maoye Village, and nearby villages have errands. He manages two meals a day, and he has ten copper coins to receive. A strong man might as well go there. ”

The man listened to Hakka's words and did not retreat, still standing in front of the pot, his eyes changed to look at Xia Qingtong.

"Your porridge is not for people to drink?"

"Yes." Since I plan to come out to give porridge, it is naturally for people to drink.

"Have a bowl."

The man's tone was somewhat reasonable. The housekeeper frowned on the side, and Xia Qingtong looked at this person with a little headache.

Rules are set by people, and if they are broken casually.

[Wow, sure enough, there are such people in all ages. Good hands and feet, but lazy to eat. 】

[Anchor, don't give it to him.] What a play. Let him do his own work. 】

[Agree upstairs, don't give.] Look at this tone, it's like an uncle. Who does he think he is? 】

[That is.] Let him go to work. 】

Xia Qingtong had a little headache and was about to speak. The system, which had not made a sound for a long time, spoke.

[System: Help him.] 】

- Who?

[System: This man.] Help him, give him a bowl of porridge now, and give him another place to stay later. 】

- System, are you kidding?

[I'm not kidding, if you don't help him, you'll regret it later.] 】

Xia Qingtong: ......

[System: If you help him, you can get 5,000 points.] 】

Xia Qingtong: Help. None of these conditions help? She's not stupid.

Since Lu Cheng came back, Xia Qingtong's score in the live broadcast room has risen very slowly. So far, it's only more than 10,000.

In order to get to 50,000 points quickly, let alone give this man a bowl of porridge and give him a place to live. Even if she asks her to give the other party money, she will do it too.

- But before you help him, can you tell me who he is?

[If you help him, you will naturally know. 】

"Girl?"

Seeing Xia Qingtong serving porridge to the man, the housekeeper's eyes were about to fall.

Because she set this precedent. There were a few gangsters sitting across the street who didn't want to go to work, and they would come this way.

"Yo, doesn't porridge say not to give to young people? He's not a young man, is he? ”

Wei looked at her daughter, she wanted to stop it just now. However, Xia Qingtong moved too fast.

"That's right. What do you mean? ”

The gangster led by him looked at Xia Qingtong, and when he noticed the appearance of the little lady in front of him, his eyes lit up.

Look at the man on the side, that man may not have taken good care of himself for a long time. There is a stubble on the chin, and the body is not necessarily neat.

After reading it, the little gangster probably felt that he was better than that man.

"If he has it, can we have it too?"

"Yes." A few thugs who were with him followed and spoke: "It doesn't make sense that he's special, right?" Or is he what he has to do with the girl—"

In the end, he cared about the identity of these nobles on the other side, and the gangster didn't dare to say it too clearly.

But saying that half is left in half, which is enough to make people reverie.

Not to mention, the porridge shed is close to the good hall. Many lazy people who are lazy and lazy are still inside, and when they see the scene in front of them, they all squeeze over to watch the excitement.

is a good porridge shack, and it turns out that the queues are all old and weak, women and children. This will be squeezed out of the line by these lazy men and thugs, and one child is almost crushed down.

Xia Qingtong's face was not very good-looking.

[Anchor, Our Lady is overdone, retribution is coming, right? ] 】

[Anchor, these days, Our Lady is the most important. Regret it, right? 】

[What should the anchor do now? 】

The barrage that kept ringing in her head made her look even more solemn.

The gangster at the head glanced at the person behind him, and seemed to be more confident.

"Come and see, everybody. They say soup kitchen, but they treat it differently. This person is obviously not qualified enough, but he gives him porridge, since he has it, should we all have it? Brothers, are you right? ”

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