The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

It was only later that Yunyan learned that the Ciyouzhuang where they lived at the time was a charity work done by the families of local businessmen. If the poor cannot afford to raise their children, they drown or abandon them. Ciyouzhuang specializes in adopting such children and employs them for good health. Of women are breast-feeding and caring.

Yun Yan returned to her present mother, that is, Lady Zheng among the fat women, after giving birth to a child, she went to work there.

But now, due to business failures, the owner has to discount the house and land, and has to go to other places. Ms. Zheng is unemployed and she is declared after she has paid her salary. In half a month, this place will change hands.

What's worse is the children in Ciyouzhuang. There are 20 or 30 children here, and the owner can't take care of themselves, let alone them.

Yun Yanhui, a child who lives in other yards, didn't know, but the nine children who lived with him were either adopted or went to work as servants in a rich man's house.

As for the rest of the place, it was the girl who had cared about Yun Yanhui before and the baby boy she was holding. One was five years old and the other five months old.

Although Ms. Zheng lives and eats and lives in her workplace, she actually has a home by herself, and it has not happened that Yun Yan returned to the streets as she imagined.

When Ms. Zheng packed up her young girl's salute and left with Yunyan in her arms, the little girl was holding the baby boy and stood behind the door looking at them with tears.

In the past few days, Yun Yan heard that Mrs. Zheng called these two and knew that the girl's name was Shuangyi, and the boy had no big name yet, so they called him Xiaobao. Speaking of which, even this name is only used by Ciyouzhuang, with the youngest child, Xiaobao became that child.

Yun Yan leaned back on Ms. Zheng's shoulder and looked at him, feeling uncomfortable. They only got along for a few days, but as a person pretending to be an adult soul, he really couldn't bear it.

But he has incomplete knowledge of the world and no ability, so even if he thinks of the Virgin, there is no way.

Zheng Ping took a few steps, her tears shed all the way, looked back at them, then looked at them again, and finally hugged Yun Yan back to cry.

At this time, Shuang Yi ran over with Xiaobao, hugged Lady Zheng and squeezed into her arms.

Shuang Yi cried loudly, "Mother, mother!"

Yun Yanhui was also a little bit sour, probably in the eyes of this child, although she had never called before, there was no difference between Lady Zheng and her mother who had been taking care of them.

Lady Zheng held them and cried for a while, and she said with a last tear, "Follow my mother!"

Yun Yanhui was squeezed out of sweat first, and then blinded by the radiance of Lady Zheng's Virgin.

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The place where Mrs. Zheng's original work unit, Ci Youzhuang, was located was about the fringe of urban and rural areas. They took an ox cart and walked for about forty minutes before they saw the city.

Ms. Zheng felt very surprised. Yan'er is the most squeamish one on weekdays, but today is surprisingly sensible. When she wanted to hold Xiaobao, Yan'er walked with Shuangyi, but she didn't even shout when she was tired. Maybe it's because of the separation.

Ms. Zheng didn't know that Yun Yanhui carried a camera out to interview every day in modern times, and had no time on weekends. Whether he went to the mountains or the countryside or large-scale activities in the city, one day was just a day away.

Although the body has become smaller and lack of physical strength, but the will is much stronger than ordinary children, and it will not cry.

The days of the past few days made Yun Yan think that he had reached a very poor era, but when they entered the city, he knew that this era is not only not poor, but also rich!

The densely populated cities may not be comparable to modern cities, but at least everyone is dressed appropriately. The world is not as gray as imagined, it is even very colorful.

The city is full of Luo Qi, and countless wine flags are swayed.

This is a very rich era!

Yun Yanhui even saw foreign businessmen doing business on the street, and the businessmen of their own country were also quite beautifully dressed. Based on Yun Yanhui's historical knowledge, he judged that it was at least the Song Dynasty at this time, otherwise the status of merchants would not be so high.

The words such as "Tokyo" and "Bianliang" that he heard from the road population immediately confirmed his thoughts. This is the capital of Song Dynasty Bianliang.

In an instant, the picture in front of him corresponded to the famous painting "A Picture of the River on the Qingming Festival" in my memory. Everything in the ancient painting came to life, and the surrounding scenes were also integrated into the scroll, which made Yun Yan's inexplicable mood agitated.

It is not only his bad luck but also his luck to want to come across this. There are a few people in this world who can see the real capital of the Song Dynasty over a thousand years.

Yun Yan stared at everything on the street market intently. Although according to the law of traversal, it is basically impossible to go back through, but he couldn’t help feeling like he was about to leave, desperately admiring this ancient place for him. A brand new city.

It is not uncommon for Yun Yan to look back like this. No one on the street will take a second look, because Shuangyi is like him, and there are many outsiders who come to Bianliang for the first time, marveling at this prosperous capital.

Madam Zheng took them all the way to the vicinity of Kaifeng Mansion. She had to introduce them to the children all the way. She also pointed to a place and told them that it was the back wall of Kaifeng Mansion. Then she turned around and said, "Our house" Right here.

Yun Yan was shocked again. He had traveled to Kaifeng, Henan before. You know, Kaifeng Mansion is called Nanya because it is south of the imperial palace, so the Zheng Niangzi's house is not too far away from the imperial palace!

Yun Yanhui's mood suddenly cleared. Our family has a room in the third ring road of the capital. Who am I afraid of!

The empty house is not big, but it’s tidy anyway. Maybe the family was in good condition. There is also a small yard enclosed by a fence. There is also a lot of furniture. Although it is not worthy of furnishings, it is compared to the empty kindergarten. Much better.

—Of course, after listening to the conversations between Ms. Zheng and others, Ciyouzhuang was not like this before. It was because the business of the owner went down until it was closed.

However, Yun Yanhui felt a little strange. It is reasonable to say that in ancient times, he lived with a family of children. No matter how bad, he should have a "father"? Or does it mean that other people in the family are also living and eating at the work unit like Ms. Zheng before?

While Yun Yanhui was thinking about it, Ms. Zheng over there was not in a hurry to clean up. Instead, she rested for a while and let the children sit on the bed. She herself took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the closet and began to write a letter.

Yun Yanhui pretended to inadvertently sneak to the side of Lady Zheng, and took her to read the letter. Sure enough, Lady Zheng didn't care, she never thought that he could recognize words.

Madam Zheng's writing can only be regarded as neat, but when you think about the status of ancient women, especially the civilians who were mostly illiterate, you know that this is already very impressive, and it also proves that their family was in good condition before.

As for the content of the letter, it was addressed to Mrs. Zheng's husband, the father of "Yunyanhui". According to the letter, after Mrs. Zheng's husband left for some reason, there was no news for more than two years-no wonder she was able to bring the child back on her own.

In ancient times, the mountains were high and the communication was not easy. There was no reply to the letter sent by Mrs. Zheng. No one knew what happened to her husband, but she did not give up writing.

In modern times, Yun Yanhui had little time with his parents when he was a teenager, and his later parents died young. He never knew how his name came from. But here, he understands the meaning of the same name as himself, which entrusts the expectation of Ms. Zheng.

Perhaps one day, Hongyan who took away a letter will come back and send back the news of the person she was waiting for.

At the end of the letter, Ms. Zheng signed the letter with one word: Ping.

Yun Yan replied, it seems that this is the name of Lady Zheng's boudoir, Zheng Ping. Before the crossing, Yun Yanhui was about the same age as Zheng Ping, so he already called her by name in his heart.

After Zheng Ping finished writing the letter, everyone took a break. She got up and took the children with her, and went to knock on the door next door. The one who came to answer the door was a woman in her thirties. She had a pitiful face when she saw Zheng Ping, saying that she had heard about Ciyouzhuang.

Zheng Ping called her third sister Hu and asked her children to call her third aunt. Thanks to her for helping to look at the house during her absence. She also introduced her and brought two orphans back.

Hu Sanniang whispered to Zheng Ping: "The girl can stay and take care of your goose. The boy should find someone to send it out as soon as possible."

"Thank you Sister Sister, I will take a look." Zheng Ping did not express her thoughts clearly. After thanking her, she explained that she had just returned and had nothing to buy, and she had to borrow some firewood.

After borrowing something from Hu Sanniang, Zheng Ping went back to cook, eating well before worrying about it.

In the past in Ciyouzhuang, because of the large number of children, Zheng Ping also adopted the method of asking the older children to take care of the younger ones, so she was relieved to let Shuangyi take care of the two younger brothers first.

Yun Yan returned to sitting obediently, he didn't need to worry about Shuangyi, Xiaobao was also sleeping, but Shuangyi came over, hesitatingly asked Yun Yan back: "Brother Yan, let me ask you something..."

Yun Yan looked back at her blankly.

Shuang Yi asked, "Do you like me?"

Yun Yan didn't think so much, and replied naively, "I like it."

In these days, this young lady is very kind to her younger siblings, she loves her brothers and sisters, and cares about her elders. She can be called a gentle and virtuous little beauty in ancient times.

The little crying bag of Shuang Yi started to cry again, tears streaming down.

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Did he do anything?

Shuangyi whispered and said: "I, I don't want to be Yan Ge'er's daughter-in-law, Yan Ge'er, I will be your sister-in-law, okay, you, you can ask Xiaobao to be your daughter-in-law... Both of us can stay."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Yun Yan glanced back at Xiaobao's innocent look, speechless for a while.

Then Yun Yan thought about it for a while, remembering that Hu Sanniang had said something with Zheng Ping before that she could leave Shuang Yi to take care of him.

He swears that he never thought that the meaning of that sentence in the Song Dynasty even the children knew, he didn't have that meaning himself! It turned out to be called Shuangyi to be his... Tong Yang daughter-in-law?

Shuangyi’s childish remarks made Yun Yanhui very much want to comfort her, but considering that other children of this age in Ciyouzhuang couldn’t speak well, if he could use a long sentence to comfort Shuangyi in an orderly manner, I’m afraid it’s wrong, so he thinks about it again and again. Only spit out two words: "Okay!"

Shuang Yi burst into tears and laughed, and hugged Yunyan back.

Yun Yan was hugged by Shuang Yi, and thought that it was useless to think about anything. In the end, it all depends on Zheng Ping, the only person capable of working, and she doesn't know whether she can afford the capital's consumption...