Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Man Bao and the others did not go directly to the county government office, but brought flower baskets to the street where they often sold flower baskets, but it was strange that the children who used to play here often disappeared.

Saturday Lang looked around, and found a more friendly, familiar-looking vendor to ask questions.

The stall owner also has an impression of Saturday Lang. It is true that these children are young, and they are doing many independent businesses that are different from them. There are so many people in this street that it is difficult to remember.

Knowing that they were looking for children, he smiled and said, "Who dares to let their children run away now? Didn't you see that even the candied haws don't sell?"

Glancing at the flower baskets in their hands, he said, "It's hard to sell snacks now, let alone the things you shouldn't eat or use. I think it's more difficult to sell, so it's better to save time and go back. Weed the fields."

Saturday Lang doesn't believe in evil, you must know that their flower baskets are not only beautiful, but also have delicious candy in them, which has always been the reason why their flower baskets are more popular.

Even if it can't be sold out, three or four can always be sold, right?

Anyway, to earn the lunch money.

So the four of them didn't leave, so they strolled down the street with flower baskets. When they saw the children, they screamed and sold. Man Bao also ran past people with flower baskets, but although the children watched eagerly, the adults didn't. Didn't pay for it.

By the time they walked down the street, they had not sold a single flower basket when they reached the county office.

The four of them looked at each other, and the big girl said, "Maybe it really can't be sold. I just saw that the business of buying snacks on the street was very poor."

Datou said: "It must be because of the heavy rain, their family has no money."

Saturday Lang looked at the flower basket in his hand and asked, "What should we do? We have made a lot of flower baskets."

The key is that the bamboo baskets can be brought back, but the flowers cannot be left overnight.

And to be honest, the most important thing in their house is bamboo weaving. It would be too much effort for him to bring these small bamboo baskets home.

On Saturday, Lang slumped his shoulders. It seems that this year's flower basket business can't be done.

Man Bao also sighed and said, "Since it can't be sold, let's give it away."

"Send to whom?"

"We'll go find those older sisters who always buy a lot of candy from us, and give them all."

Daya has no opinion, and Saturday Lang thought about it and felt that it would take some place to store it back. If so, then give it away.

So the four of them skillfully walked behind the county office and knocked on the door.

The doorman smiled when he saw them, "The sky is clear, I guess you are coming soon, and you are coming today, just wait, I will send a message."

Fu Wenyun quickly ran over with her skirt, she pulled Man Bao into the yard and said, "Is your house alright, I asked Qiuyue to find your brothers on the street, but the person who set up the stall said, "Your family has been living these days. didn't come."

"My house is fine, but it's raining, and it's hard to walk on the mountain road," Man Bao said, "There was mud in a section, and a lot of water rushed down the mountain, blocking the road directly. People from our village and Wuli Village It took two days to clear the road."

Fu Wenyun was speechless, "Isn't that very dangerous?"

Man Bao nodded repeatedly and told her about the collapse of someone's house in their village. Although Fu Wenyun had heard a lot of such things from her father, she always felt far away from herself. His feet could knock down the house, so he felt that this kind of thing was quite close to him.

Man Bao told her a lot of what he saw in the village, and Fu Wenyun told her what he saw in the village, as well as some rumors that only people in the official circles would know about.

During this time, the master and the county magistrate often used to eat at their house, and Fu Wenyun listened to a lot of things passively even if they didn't want to listen.

Mother doesn't allow them to talk about such gossip, and the eldest sister is not interested in this kind of thing. Fu Wenyun just wants to talk to people and can't find anyone. Seeing Man Bao at this moment, naturally there are endless things to say.

On Saturday, Lang and others were rarely invited into the yard, and the servant quickly brought out some stools and wooden piers from the small house on duty next to them for them to sit on.

Then he closed the door and squatted aside curiously to listen to the gossip.

"I heard from my father that the envoy of Jiedu and the governor of Yizhou have all been reprimanded by the angels from the capital, and even the king of Yizhou has been impeached, and now he is in the process of disaster relief, so the saint did not ask the guilt, just waited for this matter to be over, I am afraid the whole sword The officials in the South Road will be questioned." Fu Wenyun was a little worried, "I don't know if my father is okay."

Man Bao said: "Our Luojiang County has not burst the embankment, and God can't help it if it rains, so it should be fine, right?"

Fu Wenyun bit her ear, "Listen to my father, if there is something to do, you have to look at what happens later. If it is not good to resettle the refugees, or if there are people in exile under the rule, the population loss is serious, even if the Luo River does not burst, we will not be able to escape. ."

As soon as Man Bao's heart moved, he whispered in her ear: "I have a solution for this, as long as the common people don't starve to death, they are basically reluctant to run away from home. Now this rain, the food harvest will definitely decrease, but People didn't die, and the soaking of the ground wasn't very serious, so the county government should have made it through with some relief food."

"The county magistrate said the same thing, but my father said it's difficult, because the number of refugees will only increase.

"What about the autumn tax? You don't even have anything to eat. How will you pay the tax in the autumn? Everyone will be even more sad then. If you don't get it right, it will really lead to chaos."

Fu Wenyun thought about it, she had never thought about this.

Man Bao asked her, "What book have you been reading recently? Because of the rain, our husband has let us read a lot of history books and also told us about Qianweiyan."

"Qianweiyan?" Fu Wenyun found the name familiar.

Man Bao nodded, "It's the Jindi that happened in Yizhou this time. The gentleman said that the Jindi is only a part of Qianwei Weir."

No wonder, that must have been what she heard when her father was talking to people.

Fu Wenyun said: "I have finished reading the "Book of Songs", I wanted to read the "University" you mentioned, but my mother said that it is the book my brother should read, and let me focus on the piano skills that my husband taught me. "

Man Bao let out a wow, "Can you still play the piano?"

Fu Wenyun nodded, but her face was a little bitter, "Now I practice the piano for two hours a day, and I only have time to read in the morning and evening."

Man Bao expressed sympathy for her, and also expressed her envy, because she could not play the piano, and she felt that everyone who could play the piano was very good.

The two talked about the refugees outside, and Man Bao gave her the six flower baskets that had been made, "You can put it in the study, and you can hang it by the window, if there is something beautiful, The flowers are replaced, I think the flower baskets are very beautiful."

Fu Wenyun also thought it was good-looking and accepted her kindness.

Man Bao felt that the time was almost up, so he asked, "Are you still buying candy?"