My imagination has come true

Chapter 166 Mercy
Chen Yi has always been better than her junior sister Qingqing by seven points in the test paper.

As soon as Mu Qingyun said that he wanted to try, his eyes lit up immediately, and the two of them didn't even go to the martial arts arena, they put on airs and practiced routines in the big cafeteria.

At present, there is no saying that routines are useless. Every young man who is new to martial arts has always been caught in a big pit by the routines taught by his teacher.

Nowadays, people in the martial arts world all say that once Zhuo Yan Fei Zhuo Sect Master's crane dream comes out, the enemy can't bear to break it.

It is said that his enemy's martial arts are much higher than his. Seeing his "crane dream", he will also be fascinated, and he can't bear to let him use up this set of extremely beautiful moves.

It's hard to say whether it's true or not. There are different opinions on whether this martial arts is good or not. Anyway, beauty is indeed beautiful.

Crane Dance simplified the posture based on the Crane Dream, and was also pursuing a "beautiful" word. At this time, Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi were in a posture together, and all the disciples in the room looked straight at it.

Guo Ying couldn't help but grabbed Yue Ling's arm, her eyelashes trembling excitedly: "Okay, it looks good!"

Senior Sister Sun and the others let the two junior sisters cheer the big guy up in the cafeteria for more than half an hour, and quickly grabbed them and pressed them to sit down, and each of them poured another bowl of hot soup for health.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, going crazy in the middle of the night, if not done, it will hurt the body and mind.

Keep watch until twelve o'clock, and all the talents will disperse.

Chen Yi woke up from the drunkenness and drowsiness, but couldn't sleep, so she helped to clean up all kinds of food in the cafeteria, picked out the whole good dishes and returned them to the pot, and then cooked them again, then loaded them into the car and sent them out to the beggars in the city.

Mu Qingyun knew before that the disciples in the martial arts hall have a lot of food, and they always cook a lot of food in the kitchen. They would rather leave than not enough, so they inevitably leave a lot of leftovers every day.

The swill is naturally sold to the swill collectors.

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

In the past, Mu Qingyun was always a little uncomfortable with this kind of cooking.

Even though she can eat as much as she wants, the martial arts school is afraid that she will not be able to eat enough, and will never be afraid that she will have a big belly, but she also knows that food is actually hard to come by nowadays, and there are many people in the world who cannot eat enough.

But after all, living in a modern society, the beggars in the modern society are not begging for food anymore. Naturally, they are not used to doing such a thing.

Today's thirty, Mu Qingyun thought about it, and put on big clothes to go out with Chen Yi.

As soon as you come out of the back door, you don't have to look for it, there are almost dozens of beggars swarming up.

"The heroine is merciful!"

"Happy New Year's Eve!"

All kinds of thanks and congratulations came and went.

Apparently, it wasn't the first year that Yuncheng Martial Arts had such a habit, and even the beggars around knew when to come to beg for food.

These people were actually very orderly, and Mu Qingyun simply reminded them to line up, and the crowding momentum of the beggars immediately slowed down.

The old people and children are in the front, and the young people are in the back. Although there is urgency, they can hold back and not fight too much.

"I didn't expect that there are so many beggars."

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

Chen Yi sighed, "Usually we are located in a remote place, so they don't come often, but during the holidays, those who are well-informed will come to find something to eat no matter how far away they are."

"The food in our martial arts school is good, and there is plenty of oil and water. Especially during the New Year's Eve, there are not only clean steamed buns, noodles, rice, but even some meat is left from time to time."

Mu Qingyun nodded, and together with Chen Yi, they distributed vegetables and food to the beggars present.

Many people can't wait to find a place to sit down, and start to gobble it up while standing up.

There were still a few who didn't even have a broken bowl, so Chen Yi lent them the rice bowl from her own cafeteria.

The meals they packed up were nothing like leftovers, like chickens and ducks, some of them only had half, or even only the head and neck, but the martial arts gym has always been used to using serving chopsticks, and these are also very clean.

There was even a bottom of a jar of braised meat that was never served.

These days, let alone beggars, how many times can ordinary people eat meat all year round?
Mu Qingyun moved his shoulders lightly, and by the light, he saw two half-old children eating a small piece of stewed meat with special care.

A shred of meat enters the mouth, and it is reluctant to swallow it for a long time.

Compared with the number of beggars present, the remaining meat in their martial arts gym is really not much, each person only has enough to share a small piece.

This has been very good.

For other ordinary people, if they can give up half a bowl of leftovers coldly, they can be said to be serious and kind people.

This is probably the only meat smell these beggars can sing about in a year.

Day two.

Mu Qingyun sent Yue Ling and Guo Ying away in person. Before leaving, Yue Ling told her earnestly: "Practice martial arts well, you are still young, don't rush to think about marriage."

Yue Ling spoke earnestly, "Look at Mother is a negative example. She is too concerned about marriage matters, and she loses her head after being coaxed by a man. Don't follow in Mother's footsteps."

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

I don't know if this cheap mother in my family has committed the common problem of all parents. She is worried that her children will be cheated, and she can only accept herself as the master of the marriage.

In any case, as long as the marriage is not forced, she is a good mother.

After seeing off the two of Yue Ling, Mu Qingyun received another group of people who came to pay New Year's greetings.

Among them were the children in the sales home. Chen Yi prepared copper coins early, and when she saw the children, she stuffed them in a bunch of five copper coins.

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

The man still looked sickly, and the nurse Li from the nursery school obviously felt sorry for the child, watching him kowtow to Mu Qingyun meticulously, and sighed: "The child's father was originally a scholar, and he was admitted to the Changxian University the year before last. Household scribes, when they went to take office, they never returned."

"His mother went to look for someone, but there was no one in Changxian County, and she didn't find anyone after searching for a long time."

"There is no head of the family in the family, and there are villains in the family, who bully their orphans and widows, and forcibly take away the land."

"The family lost their livelihood, so his mother had to go out to do odd jobs to support mother and child. Last month, his mother accidentally fell and fell on her head. She vomited blood and died within two days."

"The day Yue Nvxia rescued him, the child hadn't had any water or rice for three days, and if he was delayed for a day or a moment, he might lose another life."

While speaking, the little boy kowtowed.

Mu Qingyun stretched out his hand to stop him, helped him up from the ground, and said solemnly: "Don't beg me, you will study literature and martial arts hard in the future, and if you can save one more child like you in the future, I and the nurses in the sales house will not be in vain. Mothers will save you."

After seeing off this wave of New Year's greetings, Mu Qingyun knew that the Yuncheng Martial Art Museum would distribute a certain sum of money every year, and the shoes, hats and clothing eliminated by the martial arts hall would be washed and sent to the sales school and other places.

Among the complicated accounts she has handled, this item is among the miscellaneous losses.

(End of this chapter)