A good wife and a good mother

Chapter 402 Pay attention to the influence (1)
Then again, Zhao Yingzi, the unlucky child, wanted to disarm and return to the field, and she said that she wanted to live an unrestrained and ordinary life. She naturally refused to agree, and she was simply accused of abducting the prince and sent to the dungeon for her to reflect on her own.

Outside the palace, on the First Jewelry Street.

"Master, where are you taking us?" Mo Dai couldn't help asking.They left the imperial palace with the help of Qiongqing's supernatural power, and followed the white-clothed man forward. They had already walked three streets, at least five miles, but they still couldn't see him stop.

"His Royal Highness, the third prince, didn't say anything, but you are a woman who is yelling, are you annoying?" the man in white shirt growled angrily.

Mo Dai thought to herself, you are still bothered, but let yourself carry the borrowed things with your empty hands, what's the justice?
Finally, the white-clothed man stopped in front of a courtyard, raised his hand and knocked on the door. The knocking sound was obviously elegant, three knocks in one group, three consecutive knocks, and a kitten meowed.

Mo Dai was taken aback by the thunder, but the door in front of her was pulled open from the inside, and the man in the white shirt swaggered in, followed by her, the porter.

The courtyard is not big, with five main houses facing south, and three rooms on the east and west sides. The east side is the stove room, firewood room and granary, and the west side is reserved for people.

The man in the white shirt took the burden from Mo Dai and walked into a room on the west, then pointed to the room next to him and said to Mo Dai: "You are staying in this room for the time being, it's too late today, what's the matter tomorrow?" Say it again!"

"Master, is there any spare room?" Mo Dai asked, she couldn't possibly share a room with Qiong Qing.

The man in the white shirt looked at Modai like a monster: "Have you changed your sex? Why are you pretending to be innocent? You put him to sleep, and the negotiations will be easier!" After finishing speaking, he closed the door with a bang, and suddenly pulled He opened the door and warned, "Take it easy, don't make too much noise!" Then he closed the door again with a bang.

Mo Dai was stunned by the straightforward and unrestrained words of the man in white shirt, and felt that this master was really incredible, even worse than Mo Mo.And Qiongqing was even more embarrassed, not knowing what to do next.

Qiong Qing was in a dilemma, and suddenly Modai pulled her hand into the room.

Qiong Qing felt that the whole person was a little floating, until he was lying on the same couch with Mo Dai, and Mo Dai was half a foot away from his face, his back was turned to him, and his heart fell to the ground. , jumping wildly.

Qiongqing was very relieved of Mo Dai, she would never do anything to him here, although he was a little disappointed, but more relaxed, so he closed his eyes, smelled the faint fragrance from her body and fell asleep.

Mo Dai heard the sound of even long breathing from behind, she smiled, breathed a sigh of relief, and fell asleep at ease.

At [-] o'clock the next day, Modai woke up to the noise of the children.Qiongqing also woke up at the same time, looking at Modai lying beside her, she felt like she was dreaming.

"Wake up, early." Modai said with a smile.

"..." Qiongqing was still in a daze, until Mo Dai got out of bed after getting dressed, he said softly, "Morning."

Modai finally knew where the man in white shirt brought them to last night, it was a group of orphans' asylum.

There are five main houses, three of which are joined together to form a large one, with two rows of large bunks inside. There are 23 orphans living there, all of whom are boys. The oldest is 12 years old and the youngest is only three years old.The other two rooms are also connected as a dining hall, where the children eat.

There was a lame man in the asylum who was in charge of cooking and cooking. He was about 40 years old, his hair was already gray, and his face was covered with vicissitudes of life.The old man's surname is Yu, and his name is Yu Gui. He has a pair of gentle and kind eyes, and he smiles very kindly.The older children in the shelter have been able to help chop firewood for cooking, clean the yard and take care of children under the age of six.

When Mo Dai and Qiong Qing walked out of the room, a seven or eight-year-old child was cleaning the yard. When he saw them, he was a little timid, and hurriedly bowed his head and stood aside. Just continue to scan.

Mo Dai found that the children here are not idle, except for those who help with housework and those who are too young, everyone else sits on the bunk, or does embroidery work, or weaves bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets, and bamboo hats with thin bamboo pieces wait.

For breakfast, Yu Gui, the eldest child and a crippled old man, carried a large bucket of porridge with little water in the soup into the dining hall, a basket of fist-sized dark-colored steamed buns, and a bowl of shredded pickles.

The children also called the white-shirted man "Master". Mo Dai learned from Yu Gui that the white-shirted man's name was Chen, but his surname was unknown.

At this time, Chen was sitting in the dining hall, and led the children to recite a Bible prayer similar to that of the West in the previous life. However, they were not thanking the Lord or God, but they were thanking themselves for finally being able to eat enough food after working hard. Hard-won, eat and cherish, don't waste, don't pick and choose.

After the prayer was finished, the children began to drink porridge and nibble on steamed buns, because each person only had one steamed bun at a meal, and they cherished it very much.

Mo Dai and Qiongqing also picked up their bowls to drink. To be honest, there is no difference between porridge and water, the steamed buns are rough and scratch their throats, and the pickles are too salty and have a strange smell.Mo Dai reluctantly drank the porridge and ate the steamed buns, while Qiong Qing only drank the porridge, took a bite of the steamed buns and gave them to a five or six-year-old boy beside him.

The boy didn't dare to pick it up at first, but after seeing Chen didn't say anything, he took it, but he didn't eat it, instead he took out a crumpled piece of oiled paper from his sleeve, wrapped the steamed bun and put it in his pocket, presumably to keep it. Eat when you are hungry.

When Qiongqing saw him, his eye circles turned red immediately. He was born in the imperial palace and had no worries about food and clothing, but he often felt that life was hopeless, and this group of children felt satisfied and happy when they could have enough to eat. Compared with them , He is in the blessing and does not know the blessing, he feels more and more hateful and useless.

Mo Dai noticed Qiong Qing's strangeness, so she patted the back of his hand, and said close to his ear: "Everyone's origin is not something that can be decided by oneself, you don't need to be sad."

Qiongqing nodded, Modai's thoughtfulness made him feel warm in his heart.

"Cough, pay attention to the influence, and stop flirting in front of your children!" Chen gracefully finished his porridge and ate steamed buns, and took the time to remind the man and woman beside him, "By the way, this meal is not free, you have to pay for it." Please pay the food expenses and last night's accommodation expenses as well!"

Mo Dai's eyelids twitched, and she thought to herself, if I meet someone who is open to money, and ask him to help out with ideas later, he will definitely charge a service fee!
Qiong Qing didn't bring any money, so he could only look at Modai.

Mo Dai took out a tael of silver and put it on the table: "Master, what method did you say last night?"

Chen followed the one or two pieces of silver and put it into his sleeve: "A solution? When did I say that?"

Mo Dai raised her eyebrows, this time she was tricked by this old swindler: "In that case, please stop bothering me and leave!" Mo Dai pulled Qiong Qing and left.

(End of this chapter)