Chen Yi has always outperformed her Qingqing junior sister by seven points on the roll.

As soon as they heard Mu Qingyun say that they wanted to try, their eyes suddenly lit up, and the two of them didn't even go to the martial arts arena, so they opened the shelves in the big cafeteria and practiced the routine.

At present, there is no useless saying that routines are useless, and every teenager who learns martial arts at the beginning of his year is all set into a big pit by the routines taught by the teacher, and from then on, he can't extricate himself.

Now that martial arts people are all about it, as soon as Zhuo Yanfei Zhuo's dream of the master of the Zhuo Sect comes out, the enemy can't bear to break it.

said that his enemy was much higher than him in martial arts, and when he saw his 'crane dream', he would also be fascinated, and he couldn't bear to prevent him from exhausting this set of extremely beautiful moves.

It's hard to say whether it's true or not, whether this set of martial arts is powerful or not, there are different opinions, anyway, the beauty is indeed very beautiful.

The crane dance is based on the crane dream to simplify the posture, and is also pursuing the word 'beauty', at this time, Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi are in a posture together, and the disciples in the room are all looking straight at each other.

Guo Ying couldn't help but grab Yue Ling's arm hard, and her eyelashes trembled excitedly: "Good, good-looking!" ”

Senior Sister Sun and the others were also entertained by the two junior sisters in the cafeteria for more than half an hour, and quickly grabbed them and pressed them to sit down, and each of them poured a bowl of hot soup for body nourishment.

In the cold winter, I went crazy in the middle of the night, and if I didn't get it right, I would hurt my body and nerves.

It was not until twelve o'clock that the people dispersed.

Chen Yi woke up from alcohol and sleepiness, but he couldn't sleep, so he simply helped clean up all kinds of food in the canteen, picked up a complete set of good dishes and returned them to the pot to cook them again, and then loaded them into a car and sent them out of the house for the beggars in the city to eat.

Mu Qingyun knew before that the disciples of the martial arts hall had a large amount of food, and the kitchen always cooked a lot, and he would rather have leftovers than be afraid that they would not be enough, and he would inevitably leave a lot of leftovers every day.

The swill is sold to the collectors.

But there are some good meals and good dishes that have not been touched, but they will be packed up and sent to places like the Salesian Home, or to beggars on the roadside.

Mu Qingyun used to be a little awkward about cooking like this.

Don't look at how much she can eat, she can eat as much as she wants, the martial arts hall is only afraid that she can't eat enough, and she will never be afraid that she has a big belly, but she also knows that today's food is actually rare, and there are many people in the world who can't eat enough.

But in the end, living in modern society, beggars in modern society are not begging for food, and they are naturally not used to doing such things.

Today, Chinese New Year's Eve, Mu Qingyun thought about it, and still put on a coat to accompany Chen Yi out together.

As soon as you came out the back door, you didn't have to look for it, and there were almost dozens of beggars rushing up.

"Heroine mercy!"

"Happy New Year!"

All kinds of thanks, congratulations one after another.

Obviously, the Cloud City Martial Arts Pavilion is not the first year that it has such a habit, and even the beggars around it know when to come over and beg for food.

These people are still very orderly, Mu Qingyun just briefly reminded him to queue up, and the crowding momentum of the beggars suddenly eased down.

The old man and the children are in front, and the young people are behind, although there are eager, they can hold it down, and they will not fight too much.

"I didn't expect there to be so many beggars."

Mu Qingyun looked at the long queue and was a little surprised in his heart, "I haven't seen much in and out in the past." ”

Chen Yi sighed, "Usually we are in the middle of nowhere, and they don't come, but during the New Year's holidays, no matter how far away they are well-informed, they have to come to find something to eat." ”

"The food in our martial arts hall is good, and the oil and water are enough, especially on the New Year's Festival, not only are there clean steamed buns, noodles, rice, and even meat are left from time to time."

Mu Qingyun nodded, and worked with Chen Yi to distribute vegetables to the beggars present.

Many people couldn't wait to find a place to sit down, and just stood up and began to gobble up.

There were a few who didn't even have broken bowls, so Chen Yi lent them the rice bowl from his canteen.

The food they cleaned up was not a scrap, like chickens and ducks, some of them were only half, or even only head and neck, but the martial arts hall was used to using chopsticks, and these were also very clean.

There's even a jar of stewed meat that has never been served.

In these years, not to mention beggars, how many times can ordinary people eat meat all year round?

Mu Qingyun moved his shoulders slightly, and by the light, he saw the two and a half children eating a small piece of stewed meat in small bites.

A trace of shredded meat is in the mouth, and I can't swallow it for a long time.

The amount of meat left in their martial arts hall was really small compared to the number of beggars present, and each person was only enough to get a small piece.

This is already very good.

If you change to other ordinary people, you can give up half a bowl of leftovers and burn it cold, you can be said to be a serious well-wisher.

This is probably the only taste of meat that these beggars can sing about in a year.

Day 2.

Mu Qingyun personally sent Yue Ling and Guo Ying away, and before leaving, Yue Ling seriously told her: "Practice martial arts well, you are still young, don't be in a hurry to think about marriage." ”

Yue Ling was serious, "Look at my mother as a negative example, she is too careless in marriage matters, and she will be dizzy when she is coaxed by a man, you don't want to follow in the footsteps of A-Niang." ”

Mu Qingyun wanted to laugh in his heart, but his face was solemn and solemn.

I don't know if this cheap mother is guilty of all parents' common problems, worried that the child will be cheated, and she can only accept her own decision on marriage matters, or if she really wants to figure it out, she really doesn't think about her marriage anymore.

In any case, as long as you don't force marriage, you are a good mother.

Seeing off Yue Ling and the two, Mu Qingyun received a group of people who came to pay New Year's greetings.

Among them, there are also the children of the Salesian Hospital, Chen Yi prepared copper coins early, and when he saw the children, he stuffed a string of them, a string of five coppers, all of which were new copper coins from Huang Chengcheng, and one of them could be used as a half.

Not long ago, the little boy that Mu Qingyun saved at the door of Qi's house also came.

People looked still sickly, Mama Li of the Salesian Home obviously felt sorry for this child, watched him kowtow to Mu Qingyun meticulously, and sighed: "This child's father was originally a scholar, and he was admitted to the household clerk of Chang County the year before last, but when he went to work, he never returned. ”

"His mother went to find someone, but I didn't see anyone in Changxian at all, and I didn't find anyone after looking for a long time."

"There is no head of the family in the family, and there are villains in the clan, bullying their orphans and widows, and taking away the land and property."

"The family has no livelihood, his mother had to go out to do odd jobs to support the mother and son, last month, his mother also accidentally fell, fell on the head, and died of vomiting blood within two days."

"On the day that Yue Nuxia rescued him, this child has not entered the water and rice for three days, and if he is delayed for another day and a moment, I am afraid that it will be another life."

As he spoke, the little boy slammed his head.

Mu Qingyun stretched out his hand to stop him, helped him up from the ground, and said solemnly: "Don't worship me, you will study literature and martial arts in the future, and if you can save one more child like you in the future, it will be in vain for me and the grandmothers of the Salesian Home to save you." ”

After sending away this wave of New Year's greetings, Mu Qingyun learned that the Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall had to divide a sum of money every year, and the shoes, hats, and clothes eliminated by the martial arts hall were washed and sent to the Salesian Institute and other places.

Among the complicated accounts she had dealt with, there was one of them in the miscellaneous losses.