Xie Pinghuai quickly changed the subject, for fear that Xie Qiao would discover the fact that he was nasty.

"What else did you inquire about?" Xie Qiao asked with a smile.

"I heard people say that Xia Yayun has to go to the gate of the city every day, and every time he brings a lot of delicious food, as well as Gui Fengtang’s dim sum, I also secretly went to the twenty courtyards of A, B, C and Ding for a visit. In the circle, I heard that many people sold silver beans to her." Xie Pinghuai said again.

So Xia Yayun is very rich now, so why can't you buy so many silver beans? !

His elder sister should be in trouble this time.

"Send snacks?" Xie Qiao smiled lightly, "I think, the fifty teenagers she chose must be... among the victims, the most helpless and least dependent."

Xie Pinghuai was taken aback.

He is not clear about this matter.

But... it should be correct.

If he were Xia Yayun, he would definitely look for those little pitifuls who hadn't had a meal, and were helpless. Only in this way can the contrast be strong, so that the little pitifuls can know how precious her salvation is.

"Sister, let's pick such a person too, how about?" Xie Pinghuai said immediately.

"Who said I was going to pick someone? We were going to beat someone today." Xie Qiao looked calm.

At this moment, when he arrived at the gate of the city, Xie Qiao took out a set of clothes and gave it to one of the family members, who asked him to go aside and change it.

This Ding is the thinnest one in the Xie family. He looks like a small man, but even though this person is so thin, in fact, he is very capable of fighting, so he can be chosen by his father and brother to take him home.

"Hold these things, be careful, and pass by the people who are holding the sticks. If they want to stop you, they can run hard and run a little farther." Xie Qiao said.

There is no need to avoid people specially, as long as you make sure that you will not harm the innocent when you fight.

Xie Pinghuai was a little confused.

I don't understand what Xie Qiao is doing.

And Xie Qiao, took a look at him, thought about it, and told the family to retreat, and put the clothes wrapped in Xie Ping’s arms: "Brother Huai, I have an acquaintance who lives in that shed. You help me deliver this thing..."

Xie Qiao said, pointing in the direction of the shed: "You go inside, the row next to the city wall counts to twenty. It is a family with white cloth strips and old women and young children in the house."

Xie Pinghuai couldn't understand: "Why don't you go there in person, Sister?"

"These people are all victims of the disaster. I look at it and feel uncomfortable." Xie Qiao said slowly.

Xie Pinghuai nodded.

That's right, the eldest sister grew up in Taoist temple and has compassion in her heart.

But what did the eldest sister and that Ding say just now?

Some do not understand.

Xie Pinghuai felt that it was easy to do, but it was difficult to do. He was not ready to refuse Xie Qiao's request, so he put on his clothes honestly.

Xie Pinghuai's face was still very white, Xie Qiao wiped some soil from the ground and directly pasted it on his face, messing up his hair again.

"Eldest sister?! What is this for?" Xie Pinghuai was disgusted.

"There are victims of the disaster there, you look so good-looking, people will think that God is not fair when you look at it." Xie Qiao said again.

Xie Pinghuai opened his mouth, feeling inexplicably reasonable.

Dirty is dirty.

Xie Pinghuai rarely came outside of the city, let alone get together with the victims, which seemed quite strange at this moment.

When he got closer, Xie Pinghuai couldn't help frowning again, subconsciously trying to cover his nose, but he was holding a lot of things in his arms and couldn't get his hands free.

Can only endure.