Space Lingquan: The Boss of the Last Days Dressed as a Peasant Girl

Seeing the refugees coming from behind, Nan Yan went back in a depressed mood when the people in front said there was no porridge, and said loudly: "Fellow folks, the porridge and steamed buns we brought earlier are indeed gone, but my father has ordered people to go back to get them. If you folks are willing to wait, we can

Stay here and wait."

The refugee who had just walked back, a woman in her forties heard Nan Yan's words and asked timidly with hope: "Miss... what the lady said... is true... is it true?"

The girl in front of me is beautiful, fair-skinned, and luxuriously dressed. She looks like the daughter of a wealthy family.

They dare not look directly at other girls.

But for the sake of asking for children who stutter, even if you are afraid, you still have to ask if the previous sentence is true.

Nan Yan smiled and said: "Auntie, what I just said is certainly true. If you need it, you can go to the front and wait in line."

Yes, of course they do!

After the disaster, all the grain in the fields was destroyed and there was no harvest. The only grain reserves at home were buried in the rubble.

They were able to persist for such a long time because, first, they relied on wild vegetables in the mountains, and second, they cleared the ruins and dug out the food buried underground.

Even so, it is not enough for the family to be frugal with food.

Now the wild vegetables in the mountains have been dug up, the food at home has long been gone, and the whole family is starving.

Today, she heard someone say that there was a noble person giving porridge at the gate of the city, so she hurried to the city.

I just hope to find someone who stutters and take it back to my two grandsons to eat, and pray that the two children will not starve to death.

Not only did she come, other villagers in the village also came after hearing the news.

As soon as they arrived, they heard from others that there was no food before they had even taken a breath.

She thought she would be disappointed, but unexpectedly this young lady gave her hope.

The woman's thoughts went back and forth a thousand times, and she thanked Nan Yan for all her kindness and trotted to line up.

Butler Zhang quickly brought people to bring porridge and steamed buns, and Nan Yan kept walking back and forth to inspect the team with her hands behind her back.

When I asked Mrs. Nan Yan about waiting in line just now, she was worried and anxious about whether the rice porridge could be delivered to her this time.

Half an hour passed and it was finally her turn.

The woman came out of the crowd and looked around carefully, but no one paid attention to her.

He quickly stuffed two large thick-wheat buns into his arms, carefully covered the mouth of the bowl with both hands and hurried towards the village.

As I walked, I sighed, I really met a noble person today.

The nobles not only gave porridge to the common people, but very little water seeped into the porridge.

She looked at the porridge that the lady served her and could see how thick it was.

And the amount given was so large that the woman filled the big bowl she brought with her.

Just walking out of the crowd, she got some on her hands. She couldn't bear to wipe it off, and when she ate it in her mouth, she tasted sweet and sugary.

Tasting the sweetness, she couldn't help but realize that this family was really kind people.

Even though they were given so much food, they even put sugar in the porridge.

When she first came out, she heard other people say that the family giving porridge today was not from their city.

It was the parents of Mr. Nanda who came to their village to inspect their village two days ago.

She thought that after receiving Mrs. Nan's favor, when everything was settled, she would definitely go and pray for Mrs. Nan's safety.

The woman thought as she returned to her dilapidated home.

It happened that she came back and the whole family was there.

She quickly took out the porridge and told her family that someone was giving porridge today. At the same time, she asked her two daughters-in-law to take out the few sets of bowls and chopsticks at home.

Divide the porridge into bowls, add some water and enjoy it.

This is not just the case for this woman's family, other families, or even many families, like her family, take back the rice porridge and mix it with water, and the whole family has a full meal.

In fact, Nan Yan had considered cooking white rice porridge before, but she thought how much rice would be consumed if she simply cooked the rice.

She thought of rice pudding, so she asked the cook to cook rice pudding.

As for brown sugar.

Oh, it's not her mother. She said that the weather is getting colder and colder. She has so much brown sugar in the ice cellar, so she might as well add some to it and cook it to make the food more delicious and keep everyone warm.

She thought that since most of it was done, it didn't matter if she added some sugar, so she simply agreed to her mother's suggestion.

At twelve o'clock at noon, Nan Yan's stomach growled.

Nan Yan looked at the long queue for a few seconds, then walked in the direction of her parents.

Kong Shangci was busy serving porridge to the refugees in front of him. Nan Yan took the spoon and handed it to a servant nearby: "Mom, we should go back for lunch at noon."

The refugee has eaten but she hasn’t eaten yet!

You can't worry about others and hurt your own stomach. People are like iron rice and steel. Only when they have enough food and drink can they have the strength to work.

When Kong Shangci heard his daughter talk about having a meal, he suddenly felt hungry in his stomach.

Looking at the people who were still queuing up and looking forward to the refugees, she couldn't bear to take them away.

After thinking again and again, she said: "Yan'er, why don't you ask the housekeeper to bring some food? We'll finish the meal outside the city and continue giving porridge."

Nan Yan disagreed and said: "No, we have been out all morning and now we have to go back to rest."

Her mother was in poor health before, and she didn't dare to keep her mother so busy.

Even if you want to give out porridge, your mother can just leave it to the servants to do it as she pleases. There is no need to do it yourself.

And if my father is really right next to my mother, he will not stop her from working less.

What should I do if my mother becomes depressed due to being a refugee?

Nan Liang received his daughter's questioning look and said, "Look, I told them to serve the porridge, but you didn't listen. Now my daughter is complaining about me." They were referring to the servants.

Kong Shangci grew up pampered and had only heard about the horror of the disaster, but had never seen so many refugees.

Suddenly seeing the refugees in ragged clothes and sallow faces, she felt a mixture of emotions.

Especially those little children.

When she saw the little children with dirty faces, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.

Unconsciously, they thought about whether their little daughter had such an experience before they were with them.

Thinking this way, she would always fill a bowl full of porridge for the refugees.

I just hope that she can be kind to others, so that others can be kind to their children in the future.

Kong Shangci heard her husband say that she was not, and did not say anything to stab him. She smiled gently and said, "I forgot about it when I got busy."

Don't think that she doesn't know Tao Dao-kun's thoughts.

Doesn’t your husband think the same way as hers? Otherwise, why does your husband insist on working here all the time?

Nan Yan didn't know what her parents were thinking, she only knew that she was hungry.

: "Father, mother, my daughter is hungry."

Nan Liang handed the spoon to Butler Nan and said, "My father asked the steward to deliver the food. Now let's go to the carriage to finish our meal before coming back."

Nan Yan:???

Did her father ask someone to deliver food?

And they said they would continue to come here after the meal? After the meal, won’t they go back?

Amid Nan Yan's doubts, Nan Liang took the mother and daughter to the carriage for dinner.

Nan Yan couldn't wait to open the casserole and saw that it was her favorite chicken soup. She took a bowl of maliu to serve her parents with a bowl of soup, and she happily drank from the bowl.

The meal brought by the butler, in addition to the bowl of soup, also included a dish of fried mushrooms and a dish of tofu mixed with preserved eggs.

Although there are only two dishes and one soup, it is rare and delicious at this time.

Nan Yan gulped down the food and drank the soup, completely unaware that her mother's food was tasteless.

Nan Liang felt that his wife was in a low mood, so he put aside food and sleep and asked, "Cier, what's wrong? Is the food not to your liking?"

Kong Shangci sighed: "Oh, we have rice, meat and vegetables here, but those children outside cannot eat three meals a day..."

What she said next was self-evident and sentimental.

Nan Yan swallowed her rice: "..."

How was she going to answer this?

Does she say she pities those children too?