Song Shuwan looked at the few people gathered around, feeling very inexplicable, but she still maintained the smile on her face and asked, "Why can't we occupy this place?" ”

There was a black birthmark in the corner of the eye of the leader of the leader, and he was immediately happy when he heard this.

"Why can't I take it, you ask? Ouch, don't ask me, you can ask the people next to you first and see what they say. ”

As he spoke, the man shouted to the surroundings, "You say, what is the use of this place?" ”

Song Shuwan followed the man's finger and saw that many beggars appeared around at some point, as well as many old and weak women and children, who only watched from a distance and did not approach.

At this time, the eyes of the two sides met, and someone shouted: "The little princess is going to build a porridge shed here today to give porridge, you occupy a space, where is the little princess's porridge shed to build?" ”

Little princess?

Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows, turned her head and asked, "Who set this place?" ”

Ding Cun said: "I set it, there are many people here, but I haven't heard that the little princess will give porridge here." ”

As soon as these words came out, the man next to him laughed: "Haven't heard of it? I'm afraid you don't know, the little princess will build a porridge shed to give porridge, and she will send the news three days in advance, and the whole capital knows about it, and now you say that you haven't heard of it? Who are you fooling? ”

As the man spoke, he was about to push and shove.

Before he could touch Ding Cun, he was stopped by an arm that suddenly stretched out.

Han Sanzhen asked in a cold tone: "How big of a place does the little princess need to build a porridge shed?" ”

The man's hand stopped in the air: "Do you care about this?" ”

Han Sanzhen said coldly: "I naturally can't control the little princess building a porridge shed, but if you take advantage of the reputation of the little princess to be presumptuous here, I will take care of it, let me ask you, how big is the porridge shed that the little princess wants to build?" ”

Manly smiled: "What does it matter to you how big the porridge shed we want to build?" I'm telling you, get out of the way and get out of the way, I'm not going to be polite to you. ”

Han Sanzhen was about to speak again, but Song Shuwan suddenly stretched out her hand, pressed it on his shoulder, and said indifferently: "Since the little princess wants this place, then we naturally won't fight with the little princess, Ding Cun, move things, let's give the place to the benevolent little princess!" ”

The sentence "benevolent little princess", compared with the man's actions, inexplicably showed ridicule.

However, Song Shuwan didn't care, and after speaking, she asked the person who came with her to move things to the side.

During this time, no one around said anything.

Seeing that Song Shuwan and her party had changed places, one of the old men stepped forward: "Dare to ask, what do you mean by the free clinic?" ”

Song Shuwan looked at the person who spoke and said gently: "We will prescribe a prescription for you for free, and we will not charge a copper plate." ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people around them immediately changed, first the little princess gave porridge, and then someone gave free treatment, did they meet a good person today?

In the silence, someone whispered, "Is it true that you don't accept a copper plate?" ”

Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "There are so many people here, if I tell a lie, everyone can see it, why should I ruin my reputation?" ”

The man on the side was talking to someone, and when he heard this, his face instantly became ugly, and he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Who knows where you are from?" Say you're Langzhong? Is there a clinic to accept you? I didn't mean to kill you, did you? Ouch, anyone can really jump out these days, who is responsible for killing people? Do you lose your lives? ”

Song Shuwan glanced at the man, and her expression suddenly turned cold: "Baicao, palm mouth!" ”

Baicao responded, quickly stepped forward, and slapped the man's face twice.

The man didn't expect such a change, and he was directly stunned in place: "You, I'm a little princess, you dare to beat me?" ”

Baicao's eyes sharpened: "Do you have any opinions?" Then take two more hits! ”

As she spoke, she slapped the man twice.

At this moment, the man was enraged and immediately wanted to make a move.

At this time, Song Shuwan said lightly: "If the little princess knows that the people below are using her reputation to oppress the people, I'm afraid she won't be happy, right?" Also, aren't you here for soup kitchen? How can you fight for place, but instead stalemate with us? Don't you see so many people waiting around? Don't you want to give soup porridge anymore? So, just find someone to find fault with, and want to take advantage of this to bring things over? ”

If it was said that the surrounding people could maintain calm before, they were a little anxious when they heard Song Shuwan's words.

"That's right, why do you keep fighting for space and not building a porridge shed?"

"I haven't eaten for a day, hurry up and build a porridge shed, I'm so hungry."

"Oh, what's the matter with you? Isn't it true that you don't want soup soup like this lady said? ”

"Go and build a porridge shed, no, it's okay if you don't build a porridge shed, as long as we can drink porridge."

The voices around him grew louder and louder, and a few beggars, who were obviously in good health, leaned forward.

The man's face changed a few times, but in the end, he was still afraid that the people around him would make trouble, so he threw down a cruel word and turned to leave.

Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, the little princess's subordinates were quite interesting.

On the other side, they were busy building porridge sheds, and the people who came around had nothing to do, so they lined up to ask Song Shuwan and her party to diagnose the pulse.

Diagnosing pulses, prescribing prescriptions, and occasionally needing acupuncture, Song Shuwan and the others couldn't stop.

Half an hour later, the smell of porridge came from the side, and the people who were in a hurry ran to line up in front of the porridge shed, and the others couldn't wait when they saw this, so they all ran over.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one on the side of the free clinic.

Song Shuwan glanced at it, but she didn't care, and after Wen Sheng sent the old man in front of her away, she asked Ding Cun to pack her things.

"Return to the Shrine."

Ding Cun responded, and was about to pack up his things, when suddenly a thin girl ran over: "That, I heard that you don't accept money and treat people for free, right?" ”

Song Shuwan asked Ding Cun to continue packing up her things, bent down and said, "Yes, you came to see a doctor?" ”

The girl clenched her hands, and nervousness flashed on her face: "I, my grandmother's leg is not good, I was able to walk before, but I don't know what's wrong, I can only lie on the bed and cry out in pain recently, I can't move, so, so ......"

Hearing this, Song Shuwan had a number in her heart: "Ding Cun, Baicao, you two come with me." ”

"Yes."

The three of them followed the girl to the alley next to her, and the further they went, the more silent the surroundings became, and an indescribable smell wafted in the alley.

Song Shuwan didn't care about it at first, but as the footsteps of the girl in front of her accelerated, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and her feet immediately slowed down, which affected Ding Cun and Baicao in the rear.

But neither of them spoke, just followed without saying a word.

Soon, they distanced themselves from the girl in front of them.

Sensing that the footsteps behind her had become quieter, the girl sensed that something was wrong, and turned around and asked, "Husband, madam, why are you walking so slowly?" ”

Before Song Shuwan could speak, dozens of figures suddenly appeared on both sides of the alley: "Kill her!" ”