You scumbag husband left me to a beggar? I am reborn to kill madness

Jing Feiyuan went straight to the backyard warehouse.

Her family runs a drug store, so there are naturally a variety of medicinal materials stored in the warehouse. In addition to the several large carts of precious medicinal materials brought back by her father and brother today, there are also many common and ordinary medicinal materials stored in the warehouse cabinets before.

Jing Feiyuan quickly opened each medicine drawer and put one-third of the medicinal materials inside into the medicine jade space.

She couldn't take them all away, otherwise if a patient came for treatment later but didn't have the medicine, her treatment would be delayed.

After taking a little of each medicinal material, Jing Feiyuan asked the medicinal jade space in his heart, "Xiaoyu, I have taken more than a hundred common and basic medicinal materials for you for the time being. It should be able to deal with some sudden and urgent diseases. Bar?"

When Yaoyu Space heard the word "Xiaoyu", he was stunned for a moment, then hummed, "It's barely enough for an emergency."

Jing Feiyuan was relieved.

She came to the door of the drug store and met Jing Xunhe and Uncle Chen who were going to buy steamed buns.

The three of them walked out of the city with two strong men.

Several waiters from the bun shop followed closely behind, pulling carts carrying baskets of steamed buns.

Not long after, a group of people arrived at the city gate.

The refugees outside the city have been waiting for a long time.

They gathered together and waited eagerly, fearing that Jing Feiyuan, the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, would forget about them and forget to prepare steamed buns for them.

They looked at the city gate and waited and waited. Finally, someone saw Jing Feiyuan.

"Miss Jing is here! She didn't lie to us!"

"Miss Jing is followed by a few guys, and they are pulling a lot of steamed buns!"

"Miss Jing did not break her promise, she really came to deliver steamed buns to us!"

Eighty refugees shouted excitedly.

They ran hungry all night to Hutou Mountain, thirty miles away, and walked back hungry again. After walking such a long way, they were tired and hungry now. If they couldn't wait for these steamed buns, they would probably have to wait. Cried so much.

"Let everyone wait for a long time."

Jing Feiyuan left the city and smiled and handed over to the eighty refugees.

When the refugees saw the white-faced steamed buns, they all smiled and said that they didn't have to wait long and could just wait a little longer.

Jing Feiyuan didn't talk nonsense and said loudly, "I know everyone is hungry. Please wrap the cloth strips I gave you last night around your wrists. We will start making steamed buns with the cloth strips now."

"it is good!"

The refugees said in unison and wrapped the strips of cloth around their arms.

They stood in line in front of Jing Feiyuan, happily waiting to receive the steamed buns.

Jing Feiyuan looked sideways at Jing Xunhe, "He'er, you're here too. The ones with the yellow strips on their arms are the ones who are helping us. We have extra steamed buns today, so give them fifteen each. They're leaving. Such a long journey is very expensive.”

"Good sister."

Jing Xunhe nodded obediently. He also stood in front of a cart of steamed buns, shouting for everyone to stand over to him.

The siblings poured water from the water bag, washed their hands, and then distributed steamed buns to the refugees.

The refugee who received the steamed buns hugged the still warm steamed buns, feeling surprised and happy.

I thought ten would be good, but I didn’t expect that Miss Jing was kind and generous and gave them five more!

Very good!

Their whole family can have enough to eat!

Everyone held the steamed buns and ran to their families proudly and happily. They walked back and forth for sixty miles. Their feet were shaking from exhaustion, but now holding the steamed buns, they were not tired at all. They wished they could fly.

Here, the young students are happily sharing steamed buns with their parents.

"Dad, Mom, the steamed buns are still hot. Eat them while they are hot. Today, Miss Jing said that we were exhausted and consumed a lot, so she gave us five more steamed buns. Each of us ate two, and there were nine left for lunch and dinner. .”

"Son, you eat two. Mom and dad are lying still. If you're not hungry, just eat one each."

"That won't work. We will have ten steamed buns every day. We can't go hungry and save food. What are we saving for? It will spoil."

"Well, your father and I will eat one and a half each. We are old and the buns are so big that we can't eat that much..."

"We'll wait until we can't eat anymore. Anyway, we have to eat hard and don't save it for our son. By noon, some kind person might come out to give porridge. We are not afraid!"

There, strong women share steamed buns with frail men and children.

"Husband, look, there's such a big pile of steamed buns! Come and eat more. You've been saving food for me and my daughter these two days. Look, you're so hungry that your face is pale."

"Madam, this is your hard-earned money. Eat more. I'm not hungry yet. I'll just eat one."

"Nonsense, I heard your stomach growling. Are you still hungry? Don't save it for me. If you starve yourself to death, I will take my daughter to remarry tomorrow and let her call others daddy. Look at you. Regret it or not!”

"..."

The same conversation happens in every family that receives steamed buns.

They took big bites of the soft and sweet steamed buns, with happy smiles on their faces.

The refugees beside the city wall who had not received the steamed buns looked at them with their hungry stomachs in hand. Seeing that they were eating well, everyone kept swallowing their saliva.

I'm so envious.

They also went to line up last night, but Miss Jing only wanted [-] people, so they were not selected. Now they can only watch and swallow with their hungry stomachs covered.

Such a white steamed bun, so big, it must be sweet when you bite into it, right?

I really want to eat it...

Soon, Jing Feiyuan and Jing Xunhe finished dividing the [-] steamed buns.

There are still [-] left in the rear panel car.

Jing Feiyuan looked at the refugees in the corner and said loudly——

"I know there were many people who wanted to follow me to help last night, but I couldn't ask for so many people, so I didn't choose you. In order to thank you for your warm-heartedness, I brought some more steamed buns. You can come and get one to fill it up. Just fill your stomach.”

The refugees in the corner were stunned when they heard this.

The next moment they reacted, they stood up and ran towards Jing Feiyuan in surprise!

Jing Feiyuan and Jing Xunhe asked their waiters to help maintain order, so that the refugees could line up and serve steamed buns one by one.

The refugees took the steamed buns and bent down to salute and thank them.

"Thank you Miss Jing!"

"Miss Jing, you are compassionate. You are a good person. Good people will be rewarded!"

"Thank you, Miss Jing!"

Jing Feiyuan smiled and nodded.

The remaining [-] steamed buns were finally distributed to all the refugees, and no one was left behind.

At the end there were dozens left in the basket.

Jing Feiyuan and Jing Xunhe selected dozens of old, weak, sick and disabled people and sent them out.

After sending them off completely, Jing Feiyuan and Jing Xunhe walked to Baiyun Mountain with the two waiters and Uncle Chen.

White Cloud View.

As soon as Jing Feiyuan led the people into the Taoist temple, several young Taoist priests walked towards them.

They were greeting people with smiles, but when they saw Jing Feiyuan's face, several young Taoist priests were stunned and their faces fell at the same time.

They stretched out their hands to block Jing Feiyuan's way, "You can't go in."