"In that case, this General Wen Bing can be said to be both civil and military! Not bad, yes, worthy of the queen's cousin. "Zanha is delighted, if the sons and daughters selected by the queen are not in the pool, they are really thousands of times better than the ones he chose, this Zaanna must be satisfied!

Subsequently, Shanduo told Zanha about the sons of several families, but Zanha didn't sound as good as this General Wen Bing. It's just that I don't know if a character like General Wen Bing can take a fancy to the brutal Zaanna of his family.

When Zanna heard that Zanha didn't listen to her last warning and chose a husband for him, she was so angry that she got Zhehyuk there, but she didn't expect Zhehyuk to acquiesce to Zanha's behavior after listening to her words.

On this day, she simply ran directly to Jun Juan's house.

"I've told you a long time ago, ignore my stupid brother. Now, he's picking this husband for me and picking that husband for me, all because of your 'roster' fault." If you're working on a 'roster', we might as well continue to fight each other in the future. ”

Zaanna was furious. The ghost knows how he came over these days, she listened to Zanha chanting all day long, what kind of Wen Bing Gongzi Wu Bing Gongzi listened to, and one head was bigger than two. If Zanha wants to force her again, she might as well shave her head and go home to be a sister-in-law.

"These sons, the family background and character are all first-class, you might as well really take a closer look, if there is really a way in the picture, it is also a wonderful thing." Jun Juan ignored Zanna's anger and was already going crazy, and said to herself.

"If it's good, why don't you marry yourself? Family background, I hate you Central Plains people who put so much importance on what family background, but they are all hypocrites with different hearts, what is there to marry. ”

Zaanna said angrily, with her, Zaanna still has to rely on men to improve in the end, what is the so-called family background? She doesn't. Perhaps, those hypocrites with a beastly heart look down on her as a bandit-born wild girl at all, even if they marry her, they will also bring shame on themselves.

"Who is Awan going to marry?" Zhehyuk hurried in from outside and happened to hear such a sentence.

"She doesn't marry anyone." Zaanna rolled her eyes and watched as Zhehyuk came in, and she walked away in amusement. She didn't ask for hardship, seeing the two of them making trouble here. It's already quite annoying, and I have to let her be here, looking at the two of them, Zaanna will never let herself suffer that grievance.

"What's the matter, what did you two just do? How do I listen to who she's going to let you marry, huh? I'm not here and I'm already thinking about how to see the difference? Cheolhyuk watched Zanna walk away, and then asked.

"Who is marrying you and not letting you rob you?" Jun Juan was helpless, "A few days ago, didn't I give Zanha a roster?" Zaanna couldn't stand listening to Zaha's daily nagging, no, come and blame me for this crime. ”

"Then do you think I'm robbed?"

Jun Juan didn't want to pay attention to him and continued: "By the way, didn't I arrange for Shanduo to go to the street to give porridge a few days ago, I thought that my body had been well in the past few days, so I thought about going over and staring at it myself." ”

When Jun Juan was not injured, he told Shanduo about the soup kitchen, but the accident came too suddenly, so it was delayed, and this Jun Juan was a little better, so he arranged for Shanduo to find a few people to go to charity together, and also prepared some winter clothes and the like.

Although Zhehe has already arranged for the distribution of food by head from house to house, there are still many homeless people on this street. Some of these homeless people did not belong to the main city, and they could not distribute food to them, so they could only think of such a way as to arrange for people to go to the street to give porridge, so that the people in the main city would have a better life.

Although most of the soup kitchens on this street were arranged by Zhehe, most of them gave porridge here in the name of Jun Juan, and in this way, Jun Juan became a soft-hearted Bodhisattva in this northern landlord city. Everyone praised Zhehe, the king of Xirong, for marrying a good queen.

In this regard, Zhehe didn't care, he only felt that praising his queen was more happy than praising himself, not to mention that these grains also came to Xirong with Junjuan, in the final analysis, it was also part of the dowry of Shangjunjuan, and it was not a big deal to say that it was her credit.

Recently, Jun Juan's body has indeed improved a lot, although this arm does not have much strength, but it is always free to move. Zhehyuk agreed, saying that he would accompany her to the soup kitchen tomorrow.

So, on the second day, the people of the main city saw a fairy-like figure in the porridge shed, and they all talked about whose noble lady had blown her into the porridge shed.

It's just that the arrow is happening in the main city, and many people have seen Jun Juan's appearance, but when some people are still discussing which family this fairy should come from, they have already recognized Jun Juan again.

"Queen! This is the Queen! The grass people visit the queen. ”

"The grass people meet the queen!"

"The grass people meet the queen!"

……

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and as soon as the person recognized Jun Juan, Jun Juan couldn't admit it even if he wanted to.

A few people who were still discussing which fairy lady this was completely blind, where is this fairy is clearly their living bodhisattva! This queen is really beautiful and bodhisattva-hearted, which is really the luck of Xirong and the luck of the north!

Seeing everyone's reaction, Jun Juan calmly asked everyone to be polite, and only said lightly: "You don't have to treat me as a queen, I just came to this porridge shed today to help, and you can just zero porridge as usual." ”

When the people of the north heard this, they lined up again and continued to take the porridge one by one.

In this team of zero porridge, a small figure attracted Jun Juan's attention. It was a little girl of about six or seven years old, the jacket on her body had been worn out to the wind, and she could hardly see the original appearance of the jacket, and the shoes under her feet, one without a heel, and the other without a forefoot, so she could only drag her shoes step by step and walk forward with difficulty. But her eyes were still shining, even if she took the porridge from the person who made the porridge, she was not in a hurry to gobble it up, but said "thank you" before taking the bowl of porridge away.

The little girl didn't look like that kind of uneducated person, how did she fall to such a point where she had to rely on porridge to survive?

Jun Juan was a little curious and a little distressed, this age should be the most innocent and lively age for children, but the child in front of him was suffering from hunger and cold, and he didn't even have a complete pair of shoes.

She looked at the child's thin figure and couldn't help but walk in the direction of the child.