Dressed as a vicious stepmother, farming and raising cubs

Hearing this, Su Liu put down his chopsticks, sighed softly, and lowered his eyes slightly.

She briefly described her day's experience to Shen Luochen. This was the first order she had received since developing her takeout business, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

Shen Luochen sat across from her and listened to her description quietly without any wave of emotion on her face.

He waved to several children and said softly:

"Dad and mother have something to say. Can you go out and play first?"

The children nodded obediently, and before leaving, they did not forget to playfully tease:
  "Mom and dad want to whisper something!"

Then, Shen Luochen looked at Su Liu and slowly said:

"This has been the case since ancient times. What you see is just a drop in the bucket."

He had lived in anonymity in Xinghua Village for many years and was used to seeing the suffering in the world, so naturally he didn't find it strange.

Su Liu originally came from a peaceful and prosperous era. After coming here, he had a smooth life doing business and opening a restaurant, so when he saw such a large number of refugees for the first time, he was naturally shocked.

"In this case, the court has no relief..." Su Liu swallowed it back in the middle of his words.

Because she suddenly remembered that Shen Luochen's enemy was the one sitting on the dragon throne, wasn't he?
  As expected, Shen Luochen sneered, with such sarcasm in his tone:

"The country under that person's rule is only superficial, but it has long been rotten on the inside. Even if relief rations are distributed, so what if they are deducted layer by layer, how much will they get in the hands of the people? "

After listening to Shen Luochen's words, Su Liu also agreed.

After all, how can a person who can accidentally kill a whole family of loyal people because he listened to the slander of a traitor, how can he govern the country?
  "So, it's time for a new master in this world."

Shen Luochen's eyes flashed with coldness, mixed with some emotions that she couldn't understand.

Su Liu looked at him blankly and asked subconsciously:
  "You mean..."

Before she could ask the question, Shen Luochen smiled slightly and shook his head neatly:
  "I'm not interested in that person, but if my great revenge is avenged, then the world will also change hands."

Seeing the light bursting out of his eyes, Su Liu suddenly had a more concrete understanding of his ambitions and ideals.

She originally thought that Shen Luochen was only filled with hatred and seeking justice for his family who died tragically, but she did not expect that he also had his own views on the darkness of the court and the suffering of the world.

Maybe it was the right decision for her to stand on the same side as him.

After a moment of silence, Su Liu seemed to suddenly think of something and said:

"Why don't I try to open a stall in front of Xichun Tower and give out porridge every day. In this way, I might be able to help those people a little."

She really couldn't forget the pairs of eyes she saw during the day and the poverty visible to the naked eye, but if she wanted to do more, it was not within her ability.

Shen Luochen thought carefully and said:
  "This method is feasible, but you must remember that you can only make the most ordinary brown rice porridge, and it must be thinner."

Hearing this, Su Liu nodded thoughtfully.

She remembered that she had seen something in a costume drama before. The porridge for refugee relief should not be made too well, and it even had to be mixed with a little sand and gravel. Otherwise, it would not reach the people who really needed it, and the porridge was mixed with sand. Shi's porridge can at least fill your stomach.

What Shen Luochen said may be similar. The next day, she got up early and went to the market to buy dozens of kilograms of brown rice. After bringing it back, she took a big pot and cooked pots of porridge. Finally, she took it outside Xichun Building to distribute it. .

She posted a notice saying that people with serious illnesses, poor families, and homeless beggars can come here to receive porridge, one bowl per person at a time.

Unexpectedly, the charity had just started and there was already a long queue in front of her door.

Some people she had seen in that shabby room yesterday, and some were completely unfamiliar faces to her, but the number was shocking.

Walking on such a bustling street on weekdays, who would have thought that there are so many people in this city, huddled in that dark and cramped corner to survive?

Among them, she also saw the servant who came to order food for her that day. He seemed to have come specially, and he was holding the food box in his hand that she did not take away that day.

Su Liu took the empty food box with a smile and filled him with a bowl of porridge.

"Thank you, boss lady! You really have a heart of Buddha!" ​​The man thanked her profusely, took the bowl she handed over with both hands, blew the hot air gently, and poured it into his mouth.

"You're welcome." Su Liu smiled and winked, with a somewhat meaningful tone, "But I am the boss here, not the boss's wife."

"Yes, yes, boss, boss." The man suddenly panicked and nodded repeatedly. His funny look made Su Liu couldn't help laughing.

Then she started to serve porridge to the people in line behind her, almost without stopping for a moment.

When Wen Shiche came, he saw such a strange scene.

The woman, who usually stayed in her own restaurant and was busy doing big business, was dressed in burlap and stood at the door of the restaurant, giving porridge to the poor, and she was very busy.

He took advantage of the time when the people around him were not so dense, walked forward in a few steps, and asked with some confusion:
  "Are you... giving alms?"

Su Liu was busy and didn't notice his approach. When he heard the voice, he turned his head and recognized him, so he smiled and replied:
  "It's my second brother. I see a lot of homeless people and beggars in the city, so I thought I could help a little bit."

While she was answering his questions, she was still busy with her hands.

Seeing this, Wen Shiche also rolled up his sleeves, came forward, and said loudly:

"Then I'll help you too!"

Su Liu was not polite to him, and directly acquiesced to his behavior. He had an extra pair of hands to help, and his work efficiency became higher.

Towards the afternoon, several pots were bottomed out.

Su Liu comforted the remaining people who had not received the porridge and asked them to come back tomorrow. Then he closed the stall, and Wen Shiche was also beside him to lend a hand.

"Thank you for today. If it weren't for your help, it wouldn't be possible. Let's go in and chat. I'll treat you to a try of new dishes." Su Liu showed a grateful look to Wen Shiche and invited him into the restaurant.

After the two sat down, Wen Shiche kept looking at her thoughtfully, which made her a little hairy.

"Stop staring at me now, just say whatever you have to say." Su Liu felt very inexplicable.

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Wen Shiche's lips, and he slowly said:

"Miss Xiaoliu, I wonder if you have ever heard of a saying, which is to save people in need but not in poverty."