After dressing as a superb old woman, I am bound to the power system

Duan Mingjing does a lot of unreliable things on weekdays. When it comes to issues between his son and daughter, he is more likely to favor his son.

In his free time, he would take time to play with his daughter, but he never worried about changing diapers, eating and putting them on.

This was the case when I was in the capital, and it is even more true now.

Seeing Mr. Shang focusing so much on his little daughter, he would sometimes feel bored. He could give him a squeeze on his shoulders and back, but now he has to hug his daughter and coax her!

What a big trouble!

At this moment, he was coughing badly, and he felt even more upset when his daughter smiled like this.

Duan Mingjing wanted to open his mouth to scold him, but he glanced at Qiao Lan out of habit. He noticed Qiao Lan's glance and immediately swallowed the words in his throat.

Duan Mingjing paused, "Hold the child farther away."

Don't put it in front of him, he will look upset!

If you don't respect his father at such a young age, how can you expect this child to respect him when he grows up?

Qiao Lan listened and said, "I want to hold the child farther away, otherwise it will be bad if he catches the cold!"

Children's resistance at this time is low, and given that they are living in the wilderness, they will not be cured if they contract the disease.

Duan Mingjing was covering his mouth and coughing, and his shoulders were shrugging after coughing. Hearing these words, he felt sad.

He is disliked by his own mother, wuwuwu.

Because the Duan family had already prepared dry firewood, they lit a fire as soon as they got off the carriage.

This dry firewood was collected before and chopped last night. It is not too dry, but it is better than the wet branches outside.

When Mrs. Shang mentioned the difficulty of feeding her child, Qiao Lan asked her to cook rice soup in a small pot.

The small stove used the charcoal fire stored in the carriage, and was paired with a small casserole. It was originally intended to be used by Qiao to cook and boil water.

After Qiao Lan came, she didn't use it much.

Charcoal was expensive, and it was just a bag, and it was gone after it was burned. The Duan family used chopped fine wood to burn the stove and cook rice soup for their children.

The fire was also set up. Qiao Lan asked the family to boil a pot of water and threw a lot of ginger slices into the water.

Even if the summer is hot, you still need to keep away the cold when you get caught in the rain.

In addition, the cave was very cold, and a gust of wind made people shiver, which was like turning on the air conditioner after getting wet in the rain.

Qiao Lan and her daughters-in-law poured enough ginger into the water. Not only did the men at home drink from the rain, the children also got a bowl each.

After drinking, they were even asked to take off their clothes in the car and put on more clothes to avoid catching a cold.

Furthermore, I cooked an extra pot of ginger soup for Mr. He and his party behind.

They were able to find a cave to take shelter from the rain, thanks to Mr. He.

Chen Shu was naturally grateful after taking the ginger soup.

After walking desperately on the road for several days, it was rare to receive this peace, so everyone naturally had a good rest.

Among the people accompanying him, there were several people riding in a carriage. In this carriage sat a woman and two men, as well as two children aged six or seven.

I haven't even washed my face in the past few days since I fled, and my hair has become unkempt. Especially some of the men's bodies are covered with mud, and their clothes are so dirty that they cannot be seen in their original condition.

The children cried and clamored to go home, while the woman coaxed them impatiently.

The man twisted the corners of his wet clothes and looked in the direction of the Duan family.

They have been seeing clearly these days.

They fled from the capital in a hurry. They didn't bring much food with them along the way, and they almost ate the little dry food they had prepared.

This group of people must have stored a lot of things.

They were cooking when everyone was resting. Everyone was so hungry that they ate wild fruits and vegetables, and their family was cooking meat.

They would never believe it if the family had no money or food.

They observed for several days and found that there were only four men in the house, one old man looked completely useless, and the remaining women and children were not worth mentioning.

The only troublesome thing is that there are a bunch of people sitting next to this group of people. They are all tall and strong men in the convoy. Although they don't have swords on their waists, they can get close to them with an imposing manner, which makes them look very troublesome.

Even if there is no food, the group has so many carriages. Bringing one here will help them leave the capital faster.

It's just that it doesn't look like it can be snatched hard now.

Of course, there are better ways than grabbing it directly.

"Bring me some money!" said the man with a fierce look at the head.

The thin man standing next to him looked surprised when he heard this, "Brother, what are you doing with the money? We don't have much money left, and we have to go..."

The fierce-looking man was a little impatient after hearing this, "Take it if you are told, stop talking nonsense!"

After a while, the man took a money bag, walked around several people sitting on the ground, and came up to the Duan family.

"Brothers!" the man said, bowed his hands, and then explained his purpose.

He came to get money to buy firewood and grain.

"...Can you give me some grain and firewood! I have money!" He opened the money bag and showed the Duan family the silver inside.

Duan Mingjing was coughing, holding a bowl of ginger soup in his hand and drinking it with a frown.

Hearing the words of the man who came to his motorcade, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.

Huh! A money bag like that means you are rich.

Recalling that at the beginning, he always carried banknotes by himself when he went out. He just thought it was enough to pay for the drinks, and he could not be called rich.

now……

Duan Mingjing pinched the corner of his clothes. It was hard. His mother had given him broken pieces of silver and sewed them on the corners of his clothes.

He is still rich!

Duan Mingqing looked at the strange man in front of him. He was extremely polite when he came over, saying that he and his family were hungry and cold, and wanted to come over to buy some things.

But Duan Mingqing felt that the person in front of him didn't look like he was starving at all.

Secondly, he could understand why he came to borrow fire. This person also asked for food by name. How did he know that there was food in the carriage?

Even if there is food, there is no excess.

Duan Mingqing calculated that the food was not enough for his own family, let alone sharing it with outsiders.

"I can't make the decision in this matter! We don't have much food left at home..." Duan Mingqing said.

The man was not discouraged after hearing this. He nodded and turned to Qiao Lan next to him and begged, "Old lady, I beg you! You sold me some food. I have a lot of people in my family and several children.

I can’t hold it any longer.”

The man spoke with great emotion and tears in his eyes, almost saying that the people in his family were about to starve to death.

As a woman of the new era, Qiao Lan grew up watching TV programs since she was a child.

Qiao Lan felt something was wrong as soon as she saw this man. His expression was deliberately exaggerated, similar to the exaggerated Qiong Yao drama.

No matter how much you praise her, it can't compare to her hard heart.

Qiao Lan knows that wealth should not be revealed!

There are no shops in this wilderness, so it’s no use having money. Besides, if one family buys another, what will her family eat if she sells the grain?

This food is not enough for them to go back to Tongzhou, let alone sell it?

The man continued to beg hard and almost knelt down to kowtow to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan asked cheerfully, "Young man, what did you say? I'm old and I can't hear clearly!"

"You are so young and immoral, why are you kneeling down for me?"