The Reborn Lady is Farming

   Mu Yangling pouted in disapproval and asked, "Master Fang really thinks that the current situation is caused by the profit of businessmen?"

   Fang Zhifu saw the mockery in Mu Yangling's eyes and said, "There is always something to do."

   Mu Yangling said indifferently: "The businessman is so pitiful, he took the blame for you for no reason."

   Fang Zhifu's face was a little embarrassed, Mu Yangling's words were about to say, the people are all caused by you.

   He touched his nose and stopped talking, but Mu Yangling said: "Master Fang, although my money came from selling sheep, it can be regarded as saving the people of Yi Fang?"

   The prefect of Fang was even more embarrassed, and nodded again and again: "Yes, the previous remarks were not aimed at Miss Mu."

   Mu Yangling was satisfied.

  Although there are many people, from morning to noon, all wages have been paid out.

   Mu Yangling glanced at the crowd that had not yet dispersed, nodded to Xiuhong, and Xiuhong raised her voice: "All the children under the age of twelve stood up and lined up to get winter clothes."

The    crowd was agitated, but because the news had been spread a few days earlier, everyone was excited, but not confused.

  The children screamed and ran towards them, lining up again.

  Xiuhong said loudly: "Including children over twelve years old, we have a list here. You are not allowed to take more than one collar. The big one gives the small one, and it is not allowed to crowd people."

   The few teenagers who were originally watching heard that there were also those over twelve years old. They shouted and rushed over happily. The rest of the teenagers looked at them enviously, but no one said anything sour.

   Those usually slick old people didn't squeak, but looked at the group of children quietly with a smile, Fang Zhifu stroked his beard, and said sincerely: "This official is here to thank Miss Mu for the children."

   "The prefect of Fang wants to thank me, then please support the cattle farm in the future."

   Fang Zhifu smirked and said, "Definitely, definitely."

  It was the twenty old women who were cooking. They knew what clothes to give them just by looking at the children, so they moved quickly.

A set of cotton coats, including cotton coats and cotton trousers, are stuffed with fine cotton. When Mu Yangling asked people to make clothes, they made them bigger. Therefore, except for a few people who just fit well, the rest of the people put on cotton coats. After a while, everyone was more grateful to Mu Yangling.

   This grown section will allow them to wear for two more years, and then pass it on to the younger brothers and sisters below.

At this time, the winter solstice has passed, and the wind blows like a smoothie on the face. Although these children have several clothes on, they are all thin and tattered, and they do not keep warm at all. Some children put it on directly, while some felt that their clothes were too dirty and wanted to go back to take a bath and wash their clothes before putting on new cotton-padded clothes.

   Mu Yangling took another booklet from Xiuhong, moved a chair, and stood directly on it, Zhang Wu beat the gong and drum to signal everyone to be quiet.

  The crowd gradually quieted down, Mu Yangling took out the roster and said, "It's the orphan, stand on the left."

  The children looked at Mu Yangling blankly.

Mu Yangling looked down at the confused eyes of the children, and said in a slow voice, "Before the little general left, he handed over all the orphans to me to manage, because you are too young to live alone, so the military camp has arranged for you. I have a list here, but because there are too many people, I don’t want to read them one by one, everyone consciously stand to the left.”

   As soon as these words came out, the children all ran to the right.

  Although we got along quite happily during this time, everyone still fears the military camp. Now I heard that orphans have other places to go, not only those children, but also those adults and old people who think badly.

  The story of Mu Yangling's construction of the kindergarten has not been spread, and even the soldiers in the military camp didn't know much. They only knew that they were ordered to build a row of houses in the village, and they would not inquire about their use.

  Because in the military camp, the most important thing is to keep secrets, don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask.

Mu Yangling saw that there were only more than 20 young children standing there blankly. The others ran to the right. Many children were dragged by their parents. Just afraid to run away.

   Mu Yangling directly took out the roster and said, "Since everyone is not aware of it, then I will read the name."

   Many children's eyes were red. Among them, a seven- or eight-year-old child hesitated, then dragged his two-year-old sister to the left, and after standing still, he couldn't help crying.

   With the first one, although the child on the right was reluctant, he passed by. When he was young, he started to cry, while the old one looked at Mu Yangling with hatred.

Mu Yangling didn't explain, but continued to look to the right. After no one stood over, Mu Yangling asked people to count the number of people. When she found that there were twenty-five less, she looked to the right, opened the roster, and said: " If you don't stand up, then I will call you one by one, and you will be found out in the end, but you will delay your lunch. If you stand up now and everyone disperses, we can enter the house for lunch."

   Mu Yangling watched them quietly, and after about two minutes, a boy stood up, and then a boy who was pulling a five- or six-year-old boy...

   When all the people were there, Mu Yangling looked to the right and said, "Children with parents will go back to their parents."

  The children scattered and ran into the crowd to find their mother or grandparents.

   Mu Yangling's eyes searched the crowd, and he waved his hand until he was sure that there was no replacement, "Okay, let's all leave."

  Mu Yangling jumped off the stool, and the other prefect nodded, "Master Fang, you'd better count the number of people there, and bring people over tomorrow," he said with a slight smile, "Don't spread the word about the nursery home."

Fang Zhifu knew Mu Yangling's concerns. If the matter of the kindergarten spread out, many parents would abandon their children and make them "orphans". After all, Mu Yangling's kindergarten not only provided them with food, shelter and clothing, but also Also ask someone to teach them literacy and craftsmanship.

   Fang Zhifu nodded in agreement, and left with the more than 6,000 good people. Suddenly, there were only more than 700 orphans left in the cattle farm.

   Everyone looked at Mu Yangling quietly. Some of the children's eyes were still red and swollen, and some were even hiccupping, showing how miserable they were crying just now.

Mu Yangling stood back on the chair and said, "I know what you are thinking, but since the general brought you back, he will not leave you alone, let alone harm you. Now you are military households and five Those from the battalion will be sheltered by General Qi and the junior generals."

Mu Yangling slowed down and tried to make everyone understand her words, "The land under your name is now leased to me, and you can be independent when you are fourteen years old, and then you will be able to get your back. You can farm the land you want. Before that, you have to live in the nursery together. I will take care of your food and clothing, and I will take care of you when you are sick. The general also asked me to invite a gentleman for you. Still girls, all of them have to go into the classroom to learn to read, and the older ones have to learn some crafts while recognizing..."