Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 427 How to arrange them
Rong Cheng leaned against the carriage, took a breath, and said with a smile: "Back then, in the army, if there was such a beautiful doctor who treated me, even if my father kicked me with a stick, I would definitely not leave."

"Wipe off the rain on your head and face!"

Qingluo found a sweat towel from the carriage and threw it over without raising her head, "Since your leg was scratched, you should tell me in time. How dare you! Do you really think you are a hero?!"

Seeing his wound, Qing Luo already guessed that it must have been scratched by a tree branch in order to stabilize her body in that puddle.

The wound was extremely deep, but fortunately it was not close to an artery, otherwise the bleeding alone would consume him to death!

Qing Luo took out her own handkerchief, and tied the thigh above the wound tightly so that the wound would stop bleeding.

But right now there is no clear water and medicine, so it is impossible to give him further treatment.

There are many bacteria in the flood, and if the wound is infected, it will be a big trouble.

She probed to look outside, and said: "You stay here, you are not allowed to go anywhere, do you hear me? I will go to Huang Butou and tell you, and I will take you back immediately."

Rongcheng scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "Actually, it's nothing. I didn't get any injuries during the war before..."

"It used to be the past! Now that it's in my hands, you have to listen to me!" Qing Luo couldn't bear his objection, jumped off the carriage and put on her cloak.

"My lord, is that official okay?" The man who was helped by Rong Cheng came over and asked.

Qingluo shook her head: "It's nothing serious for now, you guys should go back and help, the house is probably almost flooded."

At this time, many old people and children have been sent here one after another by the yamen servants. The ten or so men also want to go back to help, but they still carry the sorghum, and they finally brought it back, and they are unwilling to leave it. Difficult.

Seeing that they were reluctant to abandon the sorghum stalk, Qingluo felt a little angry.

What time is this, why are these people so brain-dead!

Looking at those sorghum stalks, she wished they could be set ablaze and pulled down!
It's just that in such a heavy rainy day, even if she really lit the fire, it would be impossible to burn it.

"grown ups--"

Huang Butou waded through the water, panting, "The victims have almost been transferred, but such a heavy rain can't keep them outside, what should we do?"

Qingluo looked around, most of the villagers' houses in Qili Village were also flooded, and some were on high ground, and they were also crowded with nearby neighbors.

What's more, these villagers are not friendly to the victims, and it is basically impossible to disperse them and resettle them in the villagers' homes.

"That's it," she told Huang Butou, "You get everyone to gather here, and I'll take them to rich man Li's house for shelter."

In the entire Qili Village, only rich man Li's house has the highest terrain and the best location.

There is basically no danger of flooding.

The most important thing is that his house has a huge area, and it is still very easy to accommodate dozens of people to take shelter from the rain temporarily.

Huang Butou hesitated: "My lord, my subordinates are afraid that they won't be able to get along...and rich man Li may not agree to this..."

"Whether you get along or take refuge are two different things. As for Mr. Li... there are some things that can't be solved if he doesn't agree!" Qingluo wrapped her cloak and said coldly, "Let them all come with me!"

Catcher Huang let out an ooh, and immediately turned around to greet the victims. Some villagers whose homes were also flooded followed Qingluo and set off to rich man Li's house.

At the door of his house, rich man Li just happened to bring someone back. As soon as the two parties who originally had feuds met, the atmosphere became a little dignified.

Qingluo noticed it, but she didn't intend to care about it.

Hatred already exists, she can't control it, and she doesn't want to.

It's okay to have grudges, and it doesn't affect her overall situation.

She still can tell which is more important at the moment.

As long as they didn't fight in front of her, she could pretend she didn't see it.

"Master Li, I want to temporarily place these people here with you." Not in the mood for nonsense, she stated her request straightforwardly.

Rich man Li held up a huge umbrella, rolled up his trouser legs, and looked at the victims, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

With so many people, it’s enough to live there. How much food do we have to eat?
No one knows when the rain will stop and when the water will recede.

He worried that as long as he nodded, this would be a bottomless pit that couldn't be filled.

"Don't worry," Qingluo saw his doubts, "You just need to provide them with a place to settle down temporarily. As for the food, one counts as one, and you record how much you eat. When the matter is over, you come to the Yamen to find me Pay the bill!"

"Really?"

Rich man Li has dealt with the government all these years. They only eat people and don't spit out their bones. How can they still get reimbursed?

Never heard of it.

Huang Butou shouted impatiently: "What is true and false, you dare to question the magistrate's words?! Hurry up and open the door and let us in!"

The people are always unable to fight against the officials, not to mention rich man Li is just a small rich man in the countryside with a bit of money.

The door opened quickly, and the victims and villagers swarmed in.

It wasn't that they were impatient, but that the rain was too heavy, and it was unbearable to be drenched for so long.

Mrs. Li's stepwife, Mrs. Wang, came out and his face sank when he saw so many wet people coming to the house.

"You poor ghosts, who let you in, get out!"

"I made them come," Qingluo looked at her calmly.

She was wrapped in a black cloak, Wang didn't notice her at all, and when she heard this, she looked over and was stunned.

Because of her, there was hatred between the Li family and the victims.

If it wasn't for Shen Qing's obstruction, Qing Luo would have locked her up for ten or twenty years.

She also knew that she was not liked by the county magistrate, so she didn't know what to say for a while.

Still guilty after all.

Qingluo said coldly: "Listen well, Mrs. Wang, now I want to expropriate this house. If you make trouble, I will arrest you and feed you to bedbugs in the county government cell!"

Thinking of the experience of being imprisoned last time, Wang's face turned pale, and she almost vomited.

"Master Li, come here," Qingluo called him to her eyes, and said seriously, "I put them here today, if something happens to them, or if your wife tricks them, don't blame me for turning your back on them." people!"

Rich Li has a bitter face, thinking that your old man has turned against me long ago...

"Don't worry, my lord. What am I doing to them now? As long as they don't make trouble, I don't care about them. But, I still have a merciless request—"

Qingluo said concisely: "Say!"

Rich Li rubbed his hands together: "As for me, let them live here, and provide free food and drink..."

Huang Butou curled his lips: "Are you so generous? Don't be soaked in swill again?"

"Hehe..." Rich Li smiled awkwardly, "Huang Da's captor was a joke. What I mean is, if I take them in, provide them with food and drink, I will never conflict with them... Can my lord spare my daughter this time? "

(End of this chapter)