Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 213 Chu Wenjing

Chapter 213 Chu Wenjing ([-])
Han Qing faintly sensed an unforeseen danger brewing in his heart, and the glint in his deep eyes became more and more complicated.

Qiao Yurong didn't know what Han Qing was thinking, she swung Han Qing's sleeves and begged, "Brother Han, let's go, let's go..."

Speaking of which, Zhu Yurong dragged Han Qing to the direction of the refugees outside the city.

Han Qing's heart was complicated and unspeakable, he was dragged away by Qiao Yurong half-pushed, he couldn't refuse Qiao Yurong who was smiling.

Eunuch Mo looked at his lord begging and courting Han Qing so much, his eyes were gloomy. He hadn't found out who this Han Qing was, so he was just holding back.

But watching the prince whom he loved so much since he was a child is so fond of a man, Eunuch Mo felt that this scene was very glaring.

But in Dazzling, Eunuch Mo had to keep up.

If he is not here, if the prince and this Han Qing are doing something intimate... it will be their prince who will suffer.

In any case, he had to watch closely.

Qiao Yurong pulled Han Qing, seeing Han Qing's face was calm and smiling, the two of them soon came to the refugee's residence outside the city.

The large shed outside the city now does not exude a desperate and gloomy atmosphere like before.

Outside the greenhouse, many children were running around playing various games. They were not in rags but had only a thin layer of clothes and no clothes or shoes. These children were wearing cotton clothes and shoes, and their faces were full of joy. Laughing happily, laughing without knowing the sorrows of the world.

Children are simple, have food and clothing, and live a good life.

Many women, in a corner of the shed, nearly a thousand people were sitting outside basking in the sun and sewing clothes.

Those clothes were arranged by Eunuch Mo according to each person's hair, and let them sew them by themselves. Among them, many cotton clothes and cotton cloth were bought by Han Qingyun.

Now among these people, basically everyone is wearing a cotton coat, with a soft and satisfied face, sewing clothes stitch by stitch.

Many old people were also outside, helping some women to tidy up the cloth strips and so on, and they seemed to be in order.

There are also mothers holding babies who are waiting to be fed and crying, standing in twos and threes outside the shed, chatting with each other, and teasing the children lovingly.

Right in front of the shed, a row of big pots were lined up in an orderly manner. At this time, the fire was heating up, and it seemed that they were burning and eating, steaming, and the children circled around the big pot.

Such vivid and energetic pictures are really just like what Chu Wenjing said, the people in the Northland are persevering, and if they give a little, they will raise their expectations for life.

This is a person who was bred by this piece of land. The barrenness of the land makes people in this place more grateful for the gift of life.

Qiao Yurong watched this scene from a distance, her jade skin and snowy skin became softer, her clear eyes gleamed with gentle light, and said softly to Han Qing, "See if they are doing well."

Han Qing turned his head and glanced at Qiao Yurong's gentle face, his eyes flickered slightly, his eyebrows softened, and he nodded: "It's very good."

Qiao Yurong smiled softly: "Actually, the people's requirements are really simple. They have enough food and clothing, a three-acre field, and a harmonious family. It's a good day."

Han Qing's deep eyes also fell on this group of refugees. Almost ten days passed. Ten days ago and ten days later, everyone's faces changed drastically.

It's all content and calm, not despair and misery!
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