In the previous museum, only the nameless corpses would be burned, and the others would be buried in the cemetery.

Now, the bodies of those rich and noble old men are too late to burn, not to mention that there are still many frozen outside waiting in line. Ah Wang and Lei Zi, seeing the smoke behind the museum, both had their own moods.

Since the secluded hall of Longting was cut through by an unknown black shadow, the palace maids who made mistakes inside scattered and fled. Those who fled the palace people had all kinds of rumors about this unknown black shadow: some said that the black bear spirit saved them, and some said that it was a ghost, in short, it was not a person, the kind-hearted monster came and went without a trace, and the dragon saw the head and tail.

Interestingly, no one has the heart to hunt down these escaped palace people, and these days have not looked up to the city for days and days, stirring up people to turn their backs, and everyone is busy protecting the precious throne and rare cultural toys, and no one has the heart to picket these irrelevant people.

In this chaotic situation, everyone cares only about himself.

Ah Fang was young, and followed Ah Ning closely, not daring to leave an inch. A-Ning didn't know where to go, so he just walked around and quietly wandered around the periphery of the palaces.

Fenghuacheng stayed in the dilapidated beggar house, and the eight surviving beggars were: Wenguan, Lao Caigua, Dali, Xiaotingzi, Liuguoer, Dajin Dao, Coffin Book, and Big House.

Ever since the beggar in the prime of life vigorously invited the "lump of people" into the house, the small pavilion with sharp ears heard the slight noise outside the beggar's house, and knew that it was Engong who had come to bring them boxes, and he did not dare to squeak, for fear of alarming the good people outside the house. It was only when he heard that the people had left that he dared to sneak out to look, and sure enough, ten boxes were neatly stacked, so he went back to the house and called for someone to carry them in. Dali, Liuguo'er, Dajin Dao, and Da Hu went hand in by two, and carried these ten boxes in.

In the beggar's house, there was a little beggar named Wenguan, who had already made a basin of hot water and put it in front of the "lump of people" during this interval, and said, "Brother, let me wash your feet." He rolled up his sleeves.

Everyone stopped what they were doing to look at them, and the man became shy, and for a long time he said, "It stinks and it is dirty." ”

Wen Guan was direct, took his feet, and wanted to put them in the basin, the man reflexively pulled his feet back, but Wen Guan grabbed tightly. When he saw this foot, Wen Guan choked up a little, only to see that the dirt was full of mud, and there were old scars on his feet, as if they were worn by something sharp and rough, and there was indeed a strong smell. When a few beggars saw these feet, they were all very familiar with it, and this taste was also known to a few of them! Before meeting Ye Xing, they were all the same sloppy and sloppy.

After Ye Xing brought them here, he washed each of them seriously and carefully, and at that time, they were all like this, and when they were washed their feet, they were just as ashamed.

Liuguo'er smelled the smell wafting from the stove and suddenly said, "Oh, my soup is ready!" He turned to look at the stove.

Wen Guan took the opportunity to put the man's feet into the warm water, gently rubbed off the dirt on the feet, put some crushed honey locusts, rubbed them carefully, and when they were clean, put them in the water and passed them over, and then wiped them dry with a cloth. Wen Guan put his almost clean feet on a folded cloth, went to change the water, brought a basin of water with a higher temperature, and put some grass chips to ward off the cold.

The two people, the big golden knife and the coffin, opened the boxes in turn and packed the supplies into their bunks. The little pavilion was sharp-eyed, and saw more than a dozen plates of red porcelain bowls, which were the famous good ointments for chilblains in the weathering medicine shop. Therefore, Tete took it and distributed it to everyone, and also gave "a lump of people" a plate. Everyone picked a little bit and wiped it on their hands, and after applying it evenly, the red and purple injured joints suddenly felt hot, cool, refreshing, and itchy.

The soup cooked on the six-pot stove was ready, and the aroma filled the whole room. Dali and the big house also go to the end, three or two on the hands of a bowl, the soup is also some rough pottery bowls, the bottom foot is slightly higher, the edge of the bowl is slightly wider, and the heat insulation is better.

The brothers all built two large and small tables, standing or sitting, and they all kept warm with soup. The old vegetable melon and the small pavilion thought that the soup was too hot, and it was cold on the table. Taking care of each other's daily chores, and each of us taking care of each other's food and clothing, are all small things for ourselves.

The heavy snow in Taojiang City, different from the hail in Fenghua City, is not so lethal in physics, but the goose feather-like snow flakes can be used day after day, wrapping the entire city thickly, and those piled up snow slopes are not melting, everyone is in danger, dare not open the window, dare not go out.

As the lord of a city, Master Tao has also been worried about this strange weather recently, and the people below have also come to discuss and deploy several times, mainly because of the safety of various departments in the city.

All the affairs in the house fell on the shoulders of Mrs. Tao.

It also happened that Grandma Feng had been living in the Tao Mansion since Xianglian's incident a few days ago, and before she returned to her daughter and son-in-law, she caught up with this heavy snowfall, so she could help Mrs. Tao take care of the affairs of the mansion as before.

It's just that Grandma Feng is also worried about the personal safety of her children and grandchildren, and her heart is also hanging.

Besides, Mo Banbrown's senior sister Tong Fei, since she was entrusted by him, she has taken care of Xianglian all the way, and now she has arrived in Taofu, and Xianglian and the pottery factory are also healed together. Tong Fei is also a white bear clan, and his attainments in medicine and spell solving have reached the peak, far above Mo Ban Brown, the state of the pottery factory is gradually improving, and his complexion is also visibly better, which makes Mrs. Tao and Master Tao feel deeply gratified, although they are worried about everything, the most important thing is to be able to breathe a little sigh of relief.

Xianglian is guarding the pottery factory these days, and she doesn't dare to walk around in the pottery mansion at will.

In addition, Tong Fei is lifting the curse on the two of them, so it is better to cook together. Tong Fei first ordered someone to bring two lambs and two calves, both of which were a male and a female, and asked everyone to avoid them, leaving only Xianglian and Tao Sheng in the house.

Everyone was curious, but they didn't dare to peek, for fear of breaking something big, and they all waited outside the house restlessly.

When the door opened, Tong Fei motioned to a few attendants to carry the four animals out, all of them were lying dead, because of the tragic death, so the four animals were covered with white cloth.

The snake-shaped birthmark of the Suo Ying clan on Xianglian's wrist also disappeared, and she knew that she was no different from a normal person now, and she had nothing to do with the Suo Ying clan and its curse, and she didn't know whether it should be joy or sorrow for a while? No matter what, Tong Fei tried her best to heal herself, and Xianglian knelt down to thank Tong Fei.

Chapter 28 is full of warm soup