Chapter 210 Friends (Healthy Dragon Boat Festival)

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

  Saturday Lang looked around, and found a kinder, seemingly familiar street vendor for questioning.

  The stall owner also had an impression of Saturday Lang. It is true that these children are young and do most of their unique businesses. There are so many people on their street, it is difficult to remember.

   Knowing that they are looking for a child, he smiled and said, “Who dares to let the child run out now? Didn’t you even see that the candied haws were sold at the stall?”

Looking at the flower baskets in their hands, he said: "Snack snacks are not easy to sell now, let alone your improper eating and improper use. I think it is more difficult to sell, it is better to save time and go back and forth. Weed the fields."

  Saturday Lang does not believe in evil, you must know that their flower baskets are not only beautiful, but also have delicious candies in them. This 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?

  Somehow earn the money for lunch.

So the four of them didn’t leave, so they walked down the street with a basket of flowers. When they saw the children, they yelled at them. Man Bao also deliberately ran past people with the baskets of flowers. But although the children looked at him eagerly, the adults Did not pay for it.

  Wait for them to walk down the street, and when they reached the county government, they had not sold a flower basket.

  The four of them looked at each other, and the big girl said: "Maybe it really can't be sold. I just saw the snack business on the street is not good."

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

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

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

  And to be honest, the most indispensable thing in their family is the bamboo weaving. It would be too hard for him to take these small bamboo baskets home.

  Saturday Lang collapsed 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 take it as a gift."

   "Who is it for?"

  "In a moment, we will go to the sisters who always buy a lot of sugar with us, and give them all."

  Da Ya has no objection, Saturday Lang thought for a while, felt that he would have to save some space to carry it back, if that’s the case, let’s give it away.

  So the four expertly walked behind the county government and knocked on the door.

  The little guard at the door smiled when they saw them, “It’s clearing up, I guess you’re coming soon, and you’re coming today as expected. Wait, I’ll pass on the message.”

Fu Wenyun quickly came running with her skirt, she pulled Man Bao into the yard and said, "Is your house okay, I asked Qiuyue to find your brothers on the street, but the person who set up the stall said, "Your family is all this time." Never came."

"My house is okay, but it's raining, the mountain road is difficult to walk," Man Bao said: "There was a section of mud that was still falling, and a lot of water washed down from the mountain and blocked the road directly. People in our village and Wuli Village It took two days to clear the road."

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

Man Bao nodded repeatedly and told her that someone’s house in her village had collapsed. Although Fu Wenyun had heard a lot of such things from her father, she always felt very far away from her. You can kick the house down with your feet, and then I feel that this kind of thing is quite close to me.

  Man Bao told her many things about the village, Fu Wenyun told her about the village, and some rumors that only officials in the official circles would know.

  During this period, the master and the county lieutenant often ate at their home, and they came and went. Even if Fu Wenyun didn’t want to listen, she passively listened to a lot of words.

  Mother didn’t allow them to talk about these gossips, and the eldest sister was not interested in such things. Fu Wenyun wanted to talk to people and couldn’t find anyone. When I saw Man Bao, I naturally couldn’t finish talking.

  Saturday Lang and others were also rarely invited into the yard. The young man quickly moved out some stools and wooden piers from the small house on duty next to them to sit on.

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

"I heard my father said that Jiedushi and Yizhou governor were all reprimanded by angels from the capital. Even the king of Yizhou has been impeached. He is now helping the disaster. So the saint didn’t inquire about the crime. I’m afraid the whole sword will be done. Nandao officials will all be questioned." Fu Wenyun was a little worried, "I don't know if there is anything wrong with my father."

  Man Bao said: "We in Luojiang County haven't settled the embankment. God can't help it if it rains, so it should be fine, right?"

Fu Wenyun bit her ears with her, "Listen to my father, if there is nothing to do, you have to look at the next thing. If the resettlement of the refugees is not good, or if there are people in exile under the rule, the population loss will be serious. ."

Man Bao's heart moved and he whispered in her ear: "I have a way. As long as the people don't starve to death, they are basically not willing to run away from home. Now this rain, the food will definitely be reduced, but The people didn't die, and the ground was not so badly soaked. The county government should have survived some relief food."

   "The county prime minister said the same thing, but my father said it was difficult, because more and more refugees will come in. The county government has to leave some relief food for them, otherwise they will definitely cause chaos."

   "What about the autumn tax? Everyone has nothing to eat. How do you pay the tax in the autumn? By that time, everyone will be more sad. If it is not good, it will really mess up."

  Fu Wenyun thought about it, she really hadn’t thought about it.

  Man Bao asked her, "What are you reading recently. Because of the rain, our husband recently showed us many history books and even told us about Qianwei Weir."

  "Maweiyan?" Fu Wenyun thought the name was familiar.

  Man Bao nodded, "It is the Gimje where the Yizhou accident occurred. Mr. said, Gimje is only part of the Yanwei Weir."

  No wonder, that must have been heard by her father when she was talking with others.

Fu Wenyun said: "I have read the "Book of Songs". I wanted to read the "University" you said, but my mother said that it is the book my brother should read. Let me concentrate on teaching me the piano art. "

  Man Bao wowed, "Do you still play the piano?"

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

  Man Bao expressed sympathy to her and also expressed envy, because she can't play the piano, and she thinks that people who can play the piano are very good.

The two of them 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 room, or you can hang it by the window. If it looks good Put on the flowers, I think the flower baskets are very beautiful."

  Fu Wenyun also felt good-looking, and accepted her kindness.

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

  (End of this chapter)