Doting on concubines and destroying wives?After rebirth, the scumbag begs for reconciliation

"Ma'am, let's go."

Qingzhu felt unhappy after hearing what the people were talking about. He pulled Feng Yunqing away, not wanting her to meddle in this nosy matter.

A bully who oppresses the people will cause public outrage if his wife saves people.

In fact, it is not that that person cannot be saved. If he is treated now, he can still be saved.

Feng Yunqing understood what Qingzhu meant, and she didn't want to meddle in this matter.

So their master and servant withdrew from the crowd and prepared to leave.

"Huh, what do these people know? If it weren't for Brother Niu, their lives would be so easy."

As soon as the two of them took off, the angry voice of a little beggar came from the corner next to them.

The master and servant looked at each other and walked towards the little beggar.

This little beggar looked about eight or nine years old. He was wearing half-clothes and his hair was loosely pulled into a bun with a wooden stick stuck in it. However, his face was clean and he was just sallow and thin.

Seeing Feng Yunqing's master and servant walking towards him, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and then closed his mouth.

Qingzhu knelt down and asked him: "Why did you say that just now?"

The little beggar looked at what they were wearing. He touched his belly and licked his lips, indicating that he was hungry.

Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, this little beggar was really a genius, but Qingzhu didn't buy his fault, so he got up and left.

"Oh, you don't want to know?"

Qingzhu raised his lips: "What do you know, and what does it have to do with us?"

little beggar...

He just wanted to cheat for some food, but he hadn't received any food today, so his grandfather and his siblings were going hungry again.

Unexpectedly, these two people were not fooled by him at all, and quickly got up and followed Feng Yunqing's master and servant.

"Why are you still following us?" Qingzhu turned around and asked him.

The little beggar shook his head: "Sister, I haven't eaten for three days and three nights. Can you buy me a bun?"

"Okay, but you have to tell us why you said that?" Qingzhu said.

The little beggar swallowed and nodded: "Okay, okay."

"Then you come with us."

The little beggar nodded and followed Feng Yunqing to a bun shop. Qingzhu bought ten buns for him.

When the little beggar saw so many buns, his eyes suddenly turned red. He tremblingly took a bun, took a big bite, and then finished the bun with big mouthfuls.

Seeing the little beggar like this, Feng Yunqing immediately thought of Xiaobao. Xiaobao must have been like this at that time.

"Eat slowly."

Feng Yunqing couldn't help but say.

"Mmmm."

The little beggar nodded with the bun in his mouth.

After eating, he looked at the buns in his hand, swallowed, and didn't eat any more.

He carefully wrapped the buns and bowed to Fengyun Qing: "Thank you, madam and sister, please wait here for me. I will send this bun back to my grandfather, brother and sister."

Qingzhu nodded: "Okay, we will wait for you here."

The little beggar asked: "Aren't you afraid that I won't come back with the buns?"

Feng Yunqing waved her hand: "It doesn't matter, these ten buns are bought for you to eat. What does that person's life or death have to do with us?"

There was a sad look on the little beggar's face. He seemed to want to say something but didn't. Finally he gritted his teeth, wrapped the cloth in his hand, and ran away.

"Let's follow up and take a look. Anyway, it's okay."

Fengyun Qing said that when she saw this little beggar, she thought of Xiaobao's experience. Whenever she saw little beggars like this, she couldn't help but want to help them. "OK."

So the master and the servant followed the little beggar.

This county town is not very big, with only four main streets. The little beggar ran to South Street, ran to the end, and ran into a ruined temple.

As soon as she saw the ruined temple, Feng Yunqing remembered the ruined temple where Xiaobao was found.

The master and servant followed quietly, stood outside a window, and then looked inside.

This ruined temple is not very big. The Buddha statues inside have collapsed. There is an altar table in front with some tattered bowls and basins on it.

On the ground in front of the altar table, there were several tattered mats, on which six or seven people were sitting or lying, some old and some young.

The old one was an old man whose age could not be discerned, and the younger ones were mostly five or six-year-old children. What surprised Feng Yunqing and his servant was that there was a baby waiting to be fed.

The little beggar put the cloth on the ground and opened it carefully. At this time, the little beggars all gathered around, looking at the meat-scented bag, and suddenly there was a sound of sucking.

"Don't worry, everyone has it. Go and look at the little sister."

The little beggar each rubbed their heads, then took a bun from it and put it in the old beggar's hand and said, "Grandpa, eat it quickly. A kind-hearted sister bought it. It's hot and delicious."

When he was done, he didn't forget to add another sentence.

The old beggar tremblingly took the steamed bun and smelled it, then reluctantly took a small bite.

Then he began to eat slowly, not forgetting to take care of the other little beggars.

Each of the other little beggars got one.

The little beggars ate the buns as soon as they were given the buns.

In the end, there were only two left, and the little beggar hid the two buns.

Seeing them eating satisfactorily, Feng Yunqing felt sad, how did these children get here?

"Brother, the buns are delicious."

The little beggars praised it while eating.

"Well, it's delicious. Brother, I'll ask for it again tomorrow."

The little beggar said as he went to take care of the infant child.

He said with a sad face: "Little sister, my brother will ask for some rice soup for you later."

The swaddled baby burst into tears when he heard the little beggar's voice.

Master and servant Feng Yunqing, who stood outside the window and watched this scene, didn't know what to feel.

Especially Feng Yunqing, what's the difference between their appearance and the appearance when they found Xiaobao.

She blinked her eyes and whispered to Qingzhu: "Go and find a way to buy some goat milk, and buy them some food by the way. Ask Qingyi and the others to follow you.

And let my dad take a look at that cow. "

Qingzhu nodded and hurried away with red eyes.

After Qingzhu left, Feng Yun took a breath before turning to the main door and entering.

When the little beggar heard the voice, he turned around and saw Feng Yunqing. He opened his mouth and said in surprise: "Madam, why are you here?"

Feng Yunqing did not answer him, but glanced at the beggars in the room, and finally looked at the baby: "Why is there a baby here?"

How can such a young child survive with such feeding?

The little beggar reached out and patted the crying baby, and then said: "This is an unwanted baby we picked up on the roadside. It has been two days since we picked it up. She is very hungry now. Madam, can you think of a way? Looking for something to eat for his little sister?”

"Yes, madam, please be kind. This little girl has nothing to eat. I'm afraid she won't survive."

The old man also spoke at this time.

Feng Yunqing took a look and realized that there was something wrong with the old man's legs, and they should be broken.