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

With Ding Yuanwai setting an example, Ling Ziyuan said with a smile: "Ding Yuanwai has a high sense of righteousness and is worthy of being our Yuanwai Lang in Chengyang County.

Don't worry, I will report it to the Emperor after this matter is over.

You must be among the best on the merit monument of Chengyang County. "

After hearing this, Member Ding happily thanked Magistrate Ling.

Anyway, he will donate these things sooner or later, and if he donates now, he can gain a good reputation.

Not only Ding Yuanwai had figured this out, but everyone else also figured it out quickly.

So the next thing went much smoother.

Some donated food, some donated money, and some donated cloth and medicinal materials.

Although they did not donate as much as Yan Qingqing and Ding Yuan, they all did what they could.

Many people even donated half of their belongings.

It's not that Yan Qingqing and Ling Ziyuan forced others to do something difficult, it's really that the entire Yan Dynasty would not be able to overcome this obstacle if they didn't do this.

Housekeeper Ling and the master from the county government were also very busy. They hurriedly wrote down every item reported by these people.

This is not a small amount. They will come to collect the bill later. Only those who remember it clearly will not default on the bill.

The banquet lasted for a full hour before it ended.

It was said that they didn't even get to eat at the banquet, and in the end they lost their family fortune that they had accumulated for many years.

But they all smiled and looked very happy.

Ling Ziyuan breathed a sigh of relief after sending these people away. He was really afraid that these people would lose nothing.

Although he is the county magistrate, he cannot forcefully collect donations.

Ling Zi Ziyuan looked at Yan Qingqing with a smile and said: "Ming Zhaoshuo is really smart, he can think of such tricks.

This is also the first time I have seen this official who is so happy when they get money out of it. "

Yan Qingqing felt a little ashamed after hearing this. In fact, she felt quite embarrassed.

People have worked hard to earn their family property, and it is their freedom to donate it or not.

She used her vanity and moral public opinion to kidnap others and force them to donate, but this was an extraordinary moment and she had nothing to do.

In fact, this matter is very simple to say. It is similar to the charity organizations in the previous life. At least they will leave their name by doing good deeds.

Yan Qingqing can only help so far in this matter, and she has already done everything she needs to do. The rest is up to Ling Ziyuan himself.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and Yan Qingqing wants to go home and have a good rest.

Although this year is a bit special, you still have to prepare for what you need to prepare for.

It’s definitely unrealistic to go out to prepare New Year’s goods because the streets and alleys are already closed.

Fortunately, every household in Canghe Village is very wealthy and usually reserves a lot of supplies. Even if you don't buy new year's goods, you can still have a prosperous New Year.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, many families in the village began to kill New Year pigs.

Because Yan Qingqing's family does not raise pigs, she has already told the villagers that anyone with extra pork can be sent to her house.

Yan Qingqing's family has a relatively large population, and they also have a group of people on the mountain, who consume a lot of meat.

The pig-killing family left enough pork for their own consumption, and the rest was sold to villagers in need at market prices. Of course, most of it went to Yan Qingqing's family.

Yan Qingqing's family has an ice cellar, and the weather is freezing. The pork is easy to preserve, and it won't go bad even if you can't finish it for a while.

Moreover, most of the villagers in Canghe Village have been busy for a year. It is rare for them to have free time during this time and reunite their families.

Therefore, the atmosphere in Canghe Village is exceptionally harmonious, as if the victims and the plague outside have nothing to do with them.

It was rare for Yan Qingqing to be willful and relaxed for a few days. She did not get up early to exercise. She slept until midnight every day, then played with Li Jinxiu and Li Xiangyang for a while, and chatted about home affairs with Yuan Huiniang.

Brag with Li Xiangping and Li Xiangan and imagine the future.

Of course, sometimes she would also worry about Xiao Mochen, wondering if he encountered any danger along the way and whether he reached the northern border safely. And whether the wound on his arm had healed.

There is also Li Xiangjian, who has not been heard from for more than half a year, and it is not known whether he is okay in the military camp.

However, Yan Qingqing knew that her worries were unnecessary. Even if something happened to them, she would not be able to help them. After all, distant water could never quench near thirst.

At this time, Li Xiangjian, who was far away at the border, was patrolling in the wind and snow.

The border is bitterly cold, not only the weather is cold but also the ultraviolet rays of the sun are strong.

Li Xiangjian's complexion was not fair to begin with, but after staying at the border for more than a year, it had completely turned into a tan color.

However, the person seemed taller and taller, even stronger than at home.

The soldier patrolling with Li Xiangjian cursed in a low voice: "What the hell kind of weather is this.

Why is it so cold? My hands and feet are so cold that I can’t feel anything.

Moreover, the food cooked by the Huotou Army is getting worse and worse now. There is no oil or salt.

That rice soup is just like water. You can look in the mirror and you won’t be full at all. How can we go to war?

Don't let us die by the enemy's sword, but starve to death. "

Li Xiangjian glanced at the soldier and said nothing, because what he said was the truth.

The rice made by the Huotou Army recently did not have many grains of rice, but this was not because the Huotou Army was digging, but because the military camp was about to run out of food.

I don’t know how many days this rice soup with clear soup and little water will last.

But this is a secret in the military camp, and not many people know it.

Because once this matter spreads, it will definitely shake the morale of the military.

Li Xiangjian also inferred it from the conversation between General Ling and the others.

Li Xiangjian is also worried. If there is really no food, these hundreds of thousands of troops may be dead.

Seeing that Li Xiangjian was silent, the soldier approached him again and asked: "Boss, do you miss home? I haven't written to home for a long time.

My mother has bad eyesight and her vision is blurry. I joined the army without telling her at first.

I heard that being a soldier in the military camp will get you military pay. Once I save enough money to send it home, I can treat my mother's eyes.

Let me tell you that I have saved eight taels of silver now. The doctor said that my mother's eyes would cost at least thirty taels of silver. I don’t know when I will be able to save enough.

Boss, your family must be very rich. Not only are you good at martial arts, but you are also literate. How could an ordinary family raise such a powerful son like yours?

Is your mother nice to you? My mother is so kind to me and keeps whatever good food she has for me. "

This soldier has only been here a few months and his name is Xiao Wei. He is a talkative person and talks non-stop.

When Li Xiangjian heard Xiao Wei mention Yan Qingqing, a warm feeling suddenly filled his heart.

In their family, not only is his mother good to him, but his brothers and sisters are also good to him.

He has been away from home for more than a year, how could he miss home?

It had been a long time since he had received a letter from home.

They had changed their garrison since the last time he wrote home.

He didn't even receive a reply from his mother.

During this time, the enemy has been ready to move, and the security in the military camp has become even tighter. He has not gone home to deliver news, so his family should probably be worried about him.

Just as Li Xiangjian was thinking about this, the horn of the military camp sounded.

Li Xiangjian suddenly became excited and hurried back to the camp to gather, fearing that the enemy would begin to attack the city again.