The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

The woman didn't quite believe it, "Really?"

Shang Xi said, "Really? Don't move. Go back and tell everyone around you not to move. Living outside without a house or land may not be as good as living at home. You have to trust Wan Xinhou."

The woman said, “How can I believe it?”

Shang Xi said: "You will know whether Wan Xinhou is a good person after a while. It is true that he has a bad governance in Fengying and the people continue to live in misery. It is not too late for you to leave now."

Boss Qian said, "Shang Xi is right. With this small Fengying, Marquis Wan Xin will surely be able to make the people prosperous, and those who moved away will have to move back."

The woman said, “Can I?”

Boss Qian said: "Of course you can. Just wait and see how good your life will be."

With Shang Xi and Boss Qian, who flattered him at the critical moment, Wan Lianxing's expression was relieved and didn't look so ugly anymore.

Madam Wan also whispered to Wan Lianxing to comfort him, "I came from the prefect's mansion. There are no women there, not even a few maids."

Wan Lianxing finally calmed down a bit, and said while fanning himself, "I told you, as long as Sui Ming is here, there will be no trouble in this family."

The follower who appeared out of nowhere said with a smile: "Maybe he just ordered me to bring back a bunch of women for you."

Wan Lianxing said: "This thing absolutely does not exist. Suiming is much more sensible than you."

The follower's eyes, which had hardly moved for thousands of years, were now rolling with anger at Wan Lianxing: "You even make it sound like partiality is justified, humph..." The man disappeared again.

Wan Lianxing stood up and said, "Hurry up."

We arrived at the village where the family of three lived while it was still daybreak.

The village is not big and the houses are small, half of them are earthen houses and half of them are bamboo houses. No matter what kind of house it is, they are all dilapidated and in disrepair, and it is obvious that they have been lived in for many years.

Seeing a team of horse-drawn carriages entering the village, everyone in the village came out to see.

A villager asked: "Hu Laoer, who are these people?"

"For the good people you meet on the road, come to their house and have a glass of water."

When we entered the village, the carriage could not move anymore and had to move very slowly because there were many children playing on the road.

Wan Lianxing jumped off the carriage and observed the village in person. This village was very different from the villages he had in mind. It was so poor that he even doubted how these people survived.

The man, Hu Laoer, said, "Just keep going straight and then turn around and you'll reach my home in a short distance."

Wan Lianxing asked, "How many households are there in this village?"

The man said, "We used to have hundreds of households here. Some have left, but there are still 40 or 50 left. As you can see, those who stayed behind are those with elderly and children at home, those who are in poor health, and those who really can't leave. But those who have daughters are still thinking about leaving, and some are even hastily betrothed to others before they are of age. Alas, this Wan Xinhou is really a devil. Everyone thinks he is a demon."

Wan Lianxing vigorously fanned the fan in his hand a few times and was so angry that he couldn't speak. How did he suddenly become a demon?

At this time, a few children came over and pulled at the hems of Wan Lianxing and Cheng Feng's clothes. Judging from their age, they were very young and might have been playing with them.

Cheng Feng was used to giving alms to Shang Xi in Nancheng, so when he saw this child in tattered clothes and walking barefoot, he felt that he looked like a refugee.

Wan Lianxing bent down and touched the child's hair, which was dry and yellow, just like the wild grass in autumn, without any color at all. Then he looked at the child's small chest, and his thin bones were clearly visible.

The old people were even more lifeless and had lost their vitality. They all looked similar. If you didn’t look closely, they all looked the same. They were all skinny, with yellow and black skin, and were simply a bunch of old bones.

Wan Lianxing said to Cheng Feng beside him: "Feng'er, find some snacks for these old people and children to share."

Although Wan Lianxing is arrogant and looks down on everything, he has a compassionate heart. His compassion for the world is hidden under his handsome appearance, and people who don't know him can't see it.

Cheng Feng called out to Shang Xi. His voice was not loud, but Shang Xi, who was dozing off in the car, could still hear it.

She leaned over the window, took a look and said, "Are we there yet?"

Cheng Feng said: "Find some snacks and share them with the elderly and children."

If they traveled at a normal speed, they could reach the prefectural mansion at night, but Wan Lianxing's fickle personality was always changing, so everyone took a detour to get here.

Therefore, there were not many snacks left in each car, so if all the snacks were collected, there would only be two or three packs.

The elderly and children were each given a piece of snack, and some of the elderly people bowed to them for the snack.

Wan Lianxing felt so upset that he couldn't vent his anger.

Finally we arrived at Hu Laoer's house.

There were two shabby thatched houses, which could not accommodate many people. Wan Lianxing just walked into the house, took a look, and sat down in the yard.

The woman did not talk to them. She was busy boiling water for everyone. The stove was in the corner of the yard. The newly lit earthen stove was emitting white smoke. The woman coughed twice and continued to add firewood.

The other people in the yard also wanted to cough because of the smoke, but everyone endured it silently.

At this time, his child came back happily, holding a younger child in his arms, who was very small.

The child showed the child he was holding to Wan Lianxing: "My Lord, please take a look."

Wan Lianxing found it interesting when he saw the child hugging the child, "Where did the child come from?"

The child proudly said, "My brother."

Wan Lianxing asked: "You have a younger brother?"

The child smiled and said, "There is another one in my mother's belly."

Wan Lianxing unconsciously looked at the woman who was busy fanning the fire with a palm-leaf fan. Wan Lianxing was not surprised at her poor eyesight, but was surprised at how this couple could raise these three children.

Wan Lianxing said, "You went to Chaizhou, where did you put your little brother?"

The child smiled and said, "I put it at the neighbor's house."

Wan Lianxing said: "Isn't he crying and looking for his parents?" Ben thought that such a young child couldn't leave his parents, it would be strange if he didn't make a fuss.

The child said: "Of course he will cry, but we can't take him with us. He can't walk. He is not like me, who is already a big kid."

At this time, the little brother in the arms found his mother and struggled to get off his brother's arms. The child walked quite steadily, calling for his mother and throwing himself on the woman.

Children were crying, women were crying too, even a tough guy couldn't bear to watch such a scene, so everyone turned their heads away. Madam Wan was wiping her tears silently, crying as sadly as that woman.

I don’t know when the woman came over with a large kettle, “The child brought a stack of bowls.”

The woman smiled and said, "There are no cups at home, so everyone can only use bowls."

The woman said it unkindly. Most of these bowls were borrowed from neighbors. No one had extra bowls. A family was considered a good one if each person had a bowl. Many of these bowls had broken teeth.