Jiang Yan's family leave this year has ended when she went to Yunzhou, and now she will leave Jiafu for a maximum of an hour, and if she does not appear for too long, it will inevitably arouse suspicion, even if she wants to go to disaster relief, it is unlikely that she can go there and scatter the silver and leave, modern rescue is to send all kinds of materials, and now at this time, you can buy some rice and grain to fill your stomach.

It would be nice if Baoyu went out to play one day, he was not at home all day, and they would be on vacation. It's a pity that he has been addicted recently, and it seems that he will not go out anytime soon.

Jiang Yan was thinking so in her heart, and there was news from the outer courtyard, saying that it was King Beijing who asked Baoyu to come over tomorrow. This happened to be a coincidence, they gathered to drink, listen to dramas and talk about the world, maybe there were other entertainment programs, it was impossible to disperse without a whole day, and it just gave Jiang Yan the opportunity to go out.

On the second day, Jia Baoyu went to the Beijing Mansion early in the morning, and several maids went to find someone to play after he left, and Jiang Yan, who disappeared in the smoke, was not conspicuous among them.

Jiang Yan changed into men's clothes and left Jiafu, she only knew that the victims were surrounded twenty miles away from the capital, and she didn't know which direction it was, but fortunately, the family in the rice store was very clear about this, because of the victims outside, many people began to hoard rice, and the price of rice has risen a lot, how can they not pay attention to these situations, Jiang Yan bought several carts of rice from their family, and they were very enthusiastic to show her the way.

The so-called resettlement for the victims is nothing more than a shack built by the victims who have picked up some branches and rags, and it is difficult to even block the wind.

Not far from them, a few families were boiling porridge and medicine, and a group of unkempt men, women, and children with yellow muscles were eagerly waiting in line with broken bowls. Seeing this, Jiang Yan hurriedly asked people to unload the rice bag, and took a few people she hired to start building a stove and preparing to cook porridge.

The people at the back of the team saw that there were also people giving porridge here, and then looked at the team on their side that could not see the end at a glance, and immediately left here and ran to the side. Strive to be at the front of the line, and take a sip first.

Seeing that the queue is getting longer and longer, for fear that the rice brought today will not be enough to cook, and is about to let people go back and send some more, they saw that the queue was gradually shortening, and the busy steward heard that there was another family next to him.

Unlike these kind-hearted people who have insisted on it for a long time, Jiang Yan is afraid that she will not have a chance to come out in the future, so she will spend all the hundreds of taels of silver at once. In order to buy more, she bought low-grade white rice, which was last year's old grain, but fortunately it was properly preserved and did not deteriorate. One stone, eight dollars and three cents, she bought a full few thousand catties, originally afraid that she would not be able to cook it today, and she wanted to divide the remaining rice directly to the victims, but now she sees that there are other people next to her, so she can send the rice over and let them help.

Jiang Yan began to boil porridge while asking people to send some food to other soup kitchens where the food was about to run out. The other families were grateful, but now they were really busy, and they couldn't separate themselves to thank them, until the victims each received a bowl of porridge, sat on the ground and drank it, and several families around them rubbed their sore arms and came over to thank them.

Jiang Yan was also a little tired after a busy morning, she was going to be busy again in the afternoon, and she was sitting next to her to regain her energy, and when she saw people coming over to thank her, she hurriedly cheered up and socialized.

After the others left, a middle-aged chubby man who looked like a steward stood still and asked Jiang Yan tentatively, "Are you Jiang Gongzi?" ”

Jiang Yan glanced at him carefully, he looked a little familiar, he should know him, and said, "I'm Jiang Yan, I don't know who you are?" She was a little apologetic, "I look at you familiarly, but I can't remember it for a while." ”

The man's smile was a little more enthusiastic, "No wonder you don't remember, the last time I saw you was three or four years ago, and the little one was the former Zhao manager of Shihu Hutong, and then he went to the Hou Mansion." He patted his fat belly, "I have gained a lot of weight in the past few years, my face has been squeezed and deformed, and my son has not changed much except for growing taller, and he has become more and more handsome." ”

Jiang Yan smiled: "It turned out to be Steward Zhao!" It's been years, and it's hard for you to remember me. Are you coming out of the Hou Mansion to give porridge? ”

Steward Zhao: "Isn't it, our old lady is kind-hearted, and a few days ago I heard that there were disaster victims here, so she asked me to bring some small servants over to help." Jiang Gongzi is also a compassionate person, and with so much food he has brought, these victims can finally eat a dry meal today. ”

Jiang Yan waved her hand and said: "I am free today, so I will simply transport them all, where can I compare to the long-term persistence of the Hou Mansion." ”

The two were polite to each other again, and Steward Zhao saw that Jiang Yan looked tired, thinking that he had also been busy all morning, so he didn't bother much and went back to his shed.

Jiang Yan directly took the rice bag and spread it on the ground, leaning on the grain behind her to pretend to sleep. But she didn't dare to really sleep, there was so much food on their side, the victims were hungry, and besides, there was a mixture of fish and dragons, she didn't dare to guarantee that there was no revenge in it.

Because they had to rush back to Jiafu early, they began to boil porridge again at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, probably because they had already eaten a full meal in the morning, and the victims were not so urgent this time, and they were all waiting in line safely.

Jiang Yan was making porridge for them, when suddenly Steward Zhao came over with a person and said, "Master Hou, this is Jiang Gongzi." ”

Jiang Yan was concentrating on making porridge for the person in front of her, but she was stunned for a moment when she heard his voice, and then turned to look to the side.

A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, with a dignified face and a stone blue python robe, was looking at her thoughtfully.

Steward Zhao introduced to her: "Jiang Gongzi, our Hou Ye came to see the soup kitchen, and I heard that the third master's friend is also here, so he specially asked me to bring him over." ”

Jiang Yan hurriedly handed over the things to the others, rolled up her sleeves and walked outside, saluted him, and said, "Jiang Yan, a grass people, has seen Qing'an Hou." ”

Qing'an Hou raised his hand to stop her from bowing, "No need to be polite, I have heard Jing Xing talk about you all day long, but it is the first time I have seen a real person." ”

Jiang Yan didn't know what Qing'anhou meant, she and Xie Jingxing had told her not to tell others about her at the beginning of their acquaintance, and she also believed that he wouldn't talk much, otherwise her stable life would not have been saved for a long time. So why did Qing'anhou say that? Or is it just a kind word?