Group pet small peasant girls: Escape the famine with the space of merit

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As for the prince who believes in him now...

Bai Muyang narrowed his eyes.

Before Su Qizhang's identity is exposed, let him continue to swell for a while.

After hearing Bai Muyang's words, Nuan Nuan was stunned.

Qi'er coveted that position?

Qi'er is smart and kind, with a pure mind, how could he have that kind of ambition?
"Perhaps, this is not what Qi'er herself meant." In Wen Nuan's mind, Qi'er was still a child, so far away from the imperial city, how could he suddenly have a desire for power?

It must be what Yin Minghe meant!
Thinking of this, Nuannuan secretly became anxious.

Was Qi'er threatened by Yin Minghe?
Does Yin Minghe want to use Qi'er as a puppet?

Bai Muyang did not refute her words, but asked, "How long has it been since you saw Su Qizhang?"

Nuan thought about it.

How long has it been since I haven't seen Qi'er?
At the beginning, Qi'er was studying in Lianzhou City Academy, and she was busy with her own affairs in Anping City. Even if she went to Lianzhou City occasionally, Qi'er was detained by Yin Minghe in the academy. She rarely saw his face, unless it was Qi'er. Knowing that she went to Lianzhou City, she took the initiative to meet her in the small courtyard, and she still came and went in a hurry...

It has been more than half a year since she returned to Zhongzhou, and after careful calculation, she has not seen Qi'er for more than a year.

"Su Qizhang is no longer the child who was half a year old." Bai Muyang said with something in his words.

Su Qizhang was never as innocent as she thought, Bai Muyang was not surprised that he would make such a decision.

Back then when the Su family was almost bullied on the mountain, Su Qizhang showed ruthlessness at a young age and was able to go all out to die with the villain. Under the current situation, how could he be willing to be ordinary?

Hearing what he meant, could it be that Qi'er really had an idea?

Nuan Nuan couldn't tell whether he felt more lost or more worried about Qi'er, so he couldn't help but sighed softly.

"Don't worry, I will help him." Bai Muyang raised his hand and rubbed her hair, comforting her.

Even if it was for her, he would help Su Qizhang.

I don't know when it started to drizzle outside. This is the first autumn rain this year, and there is a hint of coolness in the air.

Nuan Nuan looked at the trees in the yard through the window, and after a while, he pursed his lips and said, "This kind of drizzle won't stop so easily. Since Qi'er has requested, let's act as soon as possible."

What Wen Nuan is most worried about is that those refugees will get sick and then infect the people nearby.

"Listen to you."

There was a bit of teasing in his tone, and Wen Nuan couldn't help but give him a sideways glance.

Really listen to her, she can't even use the space now?

With so many refugees, it will not be possible to resettle them for a while.

The villagers of Xinsheng Village expressed their incomprehension when they heard that Wen Nuan and Bai Muyang had changed their previous attitude and said that they wanted to help the refugees outside the village.

"Folks, in fact, we were entrusted by others, and we didn't help in vain." Wen Nuan said, "We plan to temporarily place them outside Ningshui Town, and then find opportunities to arrange a way for them, so that they will not affect into our lives."

Hearing that Wen Nuan and Bai Muyang were entrusted to resettle the refugees, the villagers no longer had any objections.

"Nuan Nuan, it's not yet the autumn harvest, do you have enough food?" Liao Yong couldn't help but worry about Nuan Nuan.

There is no need for the help of the folks to guard the grain store, and Jiang Yiwei must have taken all the grain inside.

With so many refugees resettled, daily rations are a problem.

"Nuan Nuan, if your family's food is not enough, I can make some for you." A villager said.

"My family can also make some."

"My family also counts!"

"..."

"..."

The villagers in Xinsheng Village have all experienced famine years, and experienced the crimes of leaving their homes and lacking clothing and food. Within the scope of their ability, the big guys are actually willing to lend a helping hand to the refugees, provided that those refugees don’t know what to do. Don't play tricks!

The kindness of the folks in Xinsheng Village has not changed, and they still trust and support themselves so much, warming their hearts: "I thank the folks on behalf of my friends, but I can find a way to get food."

After a pause, he warmly said again: "However, we want to build a few sheds outside Ningshui Town for the refugees to settle down, and we may need Uncle Yong's help."

At this time, the old village chief said: "Nuan Nuan, tell Uncle Yong directly how many people you need, and I will ask him to arrange manpower for you."

"It's just to help find the materials to build the shed. It doesn't need too many people." Wen Nuan said.

The cool drizzle didn't seem to stop until the next day. The refugees outside the village either took shelter under the big trees or picked banana leaves to cover them. Many people were shivering with cold.

Wen Nuan asked Liao Yong to find a few villagers in the village to find materials for building a shed, and then took a large number of refugees from outside the village to Ningshui Town. Under the guidance of Deng Shi and others, they built it in less than half a day. built several sheds.

Nuannuan and Bai Muyang went to the grain store, and then pulled out two carts of grain, including rice, flour, and sweet potatoes.

"The rice has to be replaced with brown rice and sent to the refugees." Bai Muyang said.

After a second thought, Wen Nuan understood his intention: "But I don't have brown rice in my space."

The rice that comes out of her space is all polished rice, and if it is sent to the refugees like this, it may arouse their greed.

Bai Muyang had already planned: "Let Fudong deliver the flour first, and I'll deliver the brown rice later."

After Nuan Nuan handed the rice to Bai Muyang, he asked Lianqiu to give the refugees some medicinal materials for treating and preventing typhoid fever, and asked them to boil the medicinal soup and drink it.

After Bai Muyang took the initiative to take care of the refugees, Nuan Nuan didn't care anymore.

On this day, Xia Huaizhang rushed over from Crescent Town.

Seeing that Xinsheng Village was not affected by the refugees, Xia Huaizhang relaxed his tense nerves and slumped on a chair: "I heard that a large number of refugees came to your Xinsheng Village, I was really scared to death. Seeing that you are all right, I will not worried."

Wen Nuan glanced at him: "You really don't have enough information, how long ago did this happen?"

Seeing that he was a little thinner than before, and he looked pretty good mentally, he sat down on the chair next to him: "Sit down, put your hands on the armrests of the chair."

Xia Huaizhang rarely sat up obediently, letting Nuan put his finger on his pulse.

"How?" Xia Huaizhang asked nervously as soon as Nuannuan retracted his hand.

"Did you take the calming pills I gave you before going to bed recently?" Wen Nuan asked.

"I haven't eaten." Xia Huaizhang said, "I haven't dreamed in the past two nights."

"Then..."

"Ah, why is he still at your house?!" Before he could finish his warm words, Xia Huaizhang suddenly hugged her arm and screamed, his eyes staring at the entrance of the hall in horror.

"Let go of her!" Bai Muyang strode forward, pointing his finger at the numb point on Xia Huaizhang's arm, instantly taking the warmth away from him.