After becoming a widow, I became the mother of seven children

Yan Qingqing sighed, they were all poor children. Now that she was a mother, she couldn't bear to see these children helpless.

Yan Qingqing helped up the seven or eight little beggars who were kowtowing around her and asked, "Are you the only ones here? I'll ask Ada to buy you some food."

One of the little beggars said: "There were originally about forty people here, but because we just came to this place and couldn't compete with others, a few died later, and now there are still more than thirty people.

We are young and cannot get food at all. Even if we barely get it, others will take it away. We were too hungry to walk, so our eldest brother asked us to stay here and share some of the things they wanted back with us.

But the food that the eldest brother and the others begged for was very limited. Sometimes they couldn't get any food at the end of the day. Amao's sister was so hungry that she went out alone regardless of the eldest brother's warning. "

Yan Qingqing heard something unusual from these children. I am afraid these children are not local, but now is not the time to talk about this. Yan Qingqing turned to Ah Da and said: "Ah Da, go buy some food, buy more. .”

Ada looked at the simple environment and saw a few hungry little beggars and said uneasily: "Madam, what will you do if the little one is gone? Why don't you go with the little one."

Yan Qingqing shook her head and said, "No, I'll be waiting for you here. Just go and come back quickly. Don't worry about me."

Seeing that Yan Qingqing insisted, Ada had no choice but to take the money given by Yan Qingqing to buy food.

When those little beggars saw that Yan Qingqing really asked people to buy them food, hope suddenly burst into their eyes. As long as they had food, they could survive.

Only then did Yan Qingqing take a closer look at the surroundings. There were only a few thin beddings, covered with patches. They must have been discarded by others. The ground was covered with thick hay, although Amao's sister was sleeping on the ground. But there was no wind and cold. It seemed that these children still took good care of her, but there was only a limit to what they could do in such an environment.

Just when Yan Qingqing was thinking about how to speak, Amao's sister choked because she ate too fast and almost lost her breath.

Yan Qingqing didn't mind that the little girl was dirty, so she stretched out her hand to rub her chest and said, "Eat slowly, there will be more later, I've already sent someone to buy it."

The little girl probably hadn't seen someone treat her so tenderly for a long time, so she shouted with tears in her eyes: "Mom."

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, Amao covered her mouth, and then apologized to Yan Qingqing: "Madam, I'm sorry, my sister may have missed her mother too much, and she couldn't hold it back when she saw that Madam was too loving."

Amao's voice gradually choked up as he spoke, and the eyes of several other children around him were also red. Yan Qingqing looked at their pitiful looks and said that she would not blame them.

Yan Qingqing didn't mind sitting on the hay with them and started chatting: "You must not be from Chengyang County. Are you willing to tell me your origins? Maybe I can help you."

Perhaps these children were still young and their expression skills were not strong enough. After a period of silence, several children started talking about their affairs.

It turned out that they were all from Fengcheng Prefecture. Their hometown was hit by a flood a year ago. They fled with their parents and family members. Some of the family members were washed away by the flood before they even left Fengcheng Prefecture. Some died of hunger and freezing while escaping. On the way.

These children all lost their parents and family members while fleeing and were often bullied by others. It was their eldest brother, Mu Xi, who brought them together to fight against those who bullied them, and they barely survived.

Although Mu Xi was a few years older than them, he was still only a teenager. Even if he found this place for them to stay, several of his friends died of hunger and cold one after another.

One of the children cried and cried: "My brother stole two steamed buns from someone else and was beaten to death just because he couldn't beg for food. From then on, he stopped letting us steal."

Yan Qingqing sympathized with the plight of these children, but all she could do was sympathize. In the face of natural and man-made disasters, human resources seemed very insignificant.

Yan Qingqing is more curious about the eldest brother they call him. He must be a good boy who is meticulous and capable.

Soon Ada came back buying a lot of things. There were steamed buns and steamed buns. I was afraid that it would be difficult to carry Ah Da, so I bought two large backpacks, filled with them.

Ada put down his backpack and looked at Yan Qingqing and said: "Madam, I originally wanted to buy more steamed buns, but they only had two baskets left. However, their steamed buns had just come out of the pot, so I bought two more baskets of steamed buns. Let's go. They’ll just make do with it.”

These little beggars smelled the aroma of buns and steamed buns, but they didn't dare to grab them without Yan Qingqing saying anything.

Yan Qingqing originally planned to let them wash their hands before eating, but seeing how poor the environment was, he said, "You guys can eat, don't burn your hands..."

Before Yan Qingqing finished speaking, these children were already taking advantage of it. Who cared whether it was hot or not?

Just as these children were enjoying their meal, four or five older beggars suddenly came in. Except that they were taller than these children, about eleven or twelve years old, they were not much better.

One of the leaders saw Yan Qingqing and asked warily: "Who are you and why are you on our territory."

While Amao was devouring the food, he took a bun and stuffed it into his hand and muttered: "Brother, eat quickly. This is our great benefactor. She bought these buns and steamed buns for us."

It turned out that this person was Mu Xi, the eldest brother of these little beggars. Mu Xi glanced at the bun in his hand, swallowed hard, then looked away and said, "If you show your courtesy for nothing, you must have a purpose."

When Yan Qingqing heard that he was a knowledgeable person, he was amused by his words and asked: "Then tell me what I can do for you? Is it for the ruin of the house you live in now, or for your destiny?" The quilt is used as a bed, or else I am just trying to beg with you?"

Mu Xi was speechless by Yan Qingqing's words, and then said to herself: "Madam, you are right. We really have nothing to gain. No one even wants to sell ourselves as slaves." After saying this, he smiled sarcastically. He smiled, and then took a hard bite of the bun in his hand. It was really delicious.

Amao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him start eating steamed buns, and then whispered to her the story of why Yan Qingqing came here.

Mu Xi quickly finished the buns in her mouth and then knelt down and kowtowed to Yan Qingqing: "Thank you madam for your help today. I wonder if madam can leave a name. If there is a future, we will definitely repay madam."