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Mo Lingwei's voice is very light, tone is not urgent, look calm without waves, the whole person a pair of calm appearance.
Chu Yunyao and Mo Lingyuan look at each other and believe it...
Mo Lingwei half squints and looks out of the car window. The winter is depressed, the trees are bleak, and the distance is foggy.
"Time flies. Unconsciously, we have been to the south for so many days. Winter is half over and spring is not far away." Mo Lingwei turns to Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao: "brother, sister-in-law, when shall we go back to Jincheng?"
Mo Lingyuan looked at his sister who had been indifferent since she was a child. He was very fond of her. He said in a warm voice: "soon, when the food distribution is in place, I will help Feng Shaojin catch the fleeing foreigners who sell Xiaoyao Powder and leave here.
I'll take you back to Jincheng in a week at the latest. "
I hope when they rush back, Jincheng is not in a mess.
Chu Yunyao frowned: "those busy nights you didn't go home. Feng Shaojin was shot again. It's also because of these things?"
Mo Lingyuan nodded, his face dignified: "it's not only these things, but also some other things that are harmful to the people. Foreign enemies are ambitious and want to invade the whole south, and then infiltrate the power into the North..."
it has always been their duty to protect the country.
They had no eyes. They were lucky enough to get their lives back.
The situation in the South was so bad that Chu Yunyao felt uneasy. "Tomorrow, I'll go around the porridge sheds. This time, the Fengs directly sent people to distribute food. Probably no one will dare to embezzle people's food at will.
The money raised will be left to Feng's family to help them rebuild their homes. "
Compared with the north, the people in the South need the money more.
Mo Lingyuan didn't plan to take the money away. Hearing Chu Yunyao say so, he immediately agreed: "everything is up to you."
...
early the next morning, Chu Yunyao took bao'er and Mo Lingwei to the largest porridge shed in the city. The people who were tortured by the epidemic and survived with broken bowls lined up in a long line to receive relief food.
A white steamed bread, a wowowotou, a bowl of porridge with vegetables and salt.
There are too many people to be busy for a while.
Chu Yunyao helps maintain order, while bao'er and Mo Lingwei help distribute food.
Gong Su investigates people's feelings everywhere. When he comes here, he sees Mo Lingwei in a plain white cheongsam, with no powder and simple ink hair.
He went to her and helped Mo Lingwei distribute relief food to the people in line.
The two work together, with a very tacit understanding.
Behind him, a guard sent a carriage of rice noodles, shouting at the person in charge: "chief, the rice noodles are here, and buckwheat flour."
The person in charge pointed to the shabby shed built behind him: "let's put it here for the time being, and we'll have to cook porridge and noodles in two hours."
The guard then moved the rice noodles bag by bag from the carriage. Seeing this, Mo Lingwei quickly picked up her things and made room.
A mouse suddenly sprang out of the pile of debris. Mo Lingwei screamed in fright. She suddenly backed away, turned around and ran into a warm and broad arms.
Gong Su held her in his arms, stamped away the scurrying mouse, and comforted him: "don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's OK!"
Mo Ling Wei calms down from the panic for a long time. She pushes Gong Su aside and apologizes with a slightly red face: "Ling Wei is the second son of the palace. I'm sorry."
Gong Su's eyebrows and eyes smile. The deep feeling at the bottom of his eyes is like a turbulent undercurrent. "It doesn't matter. You seem to be especially afraid of mice?"
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Mo Lingwei's voice is very light, tone is not urgent, look calm without waves, the whole person a pair of calm appearance.
Chu Yunyao and Mo Lingyuan look at each other and believe it...
Mo Lingwei half squints and looks out of the car window. The winter is depressed, the trees are bleak, and the distance is foggy.
"Time flies. Unconsciously, we have been to the south for so many days. Winter is half over and spring is not far away." Mo Lingwei turns to Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao: "brother, sister-in-law, when shall we go back to Jincheng?"
Mo Lingyuan looked at his sister who had been indifferent since she was a child. He was very fond of her. He said in a warm voice: "soon, when the food distribution is in place, I will help Feng Shaojin catch the fleeing foreigners who sell Xiaoyao Powder and leave here.
I'll take you back to Jincheng in a week at the latest. "
I hope when they rush back, Jincheng is not in a mess.
Chu Yunyao frowned: "those busy nights you didn't go home. Feng Shaojin was shot again. It's also because of these things?"
Mo Lingyuan nodded, his face dignified: "it's not only these things, but also some other things that are harmful to the people. Foreign enemies are ambitious and want to invade the whole south, and then infiltrate the power into the North..."
it has always been their duty to protect the country.
They had no eyes. They were lucky enough to get their lives back.
The situation in the South was so bad that Chu Yunyao felt uneasy. "Tomorrow, I'll go around the porridge sheds. This time, the Fengs directly sent people to distribute food. Probably no one will dare to embezzle people's food at will.
The money raised will be left to Feng's family to help them rebuild their homes. "
Compared with the north, the people in the South need the money more.
Mo Lingyuan didn't plan to take the money away. Hearing Chu Yunyao say so, he immediately agreed: "everything is up to you."
...
early the next morning, Chu Yunyao took bao'er and Mo Lingwei to the largest porridge shed in the city. The people who were tortured by the epidemic and survived with broken bowls lined up in a long line to receive relief food.
A white steamed bread, a wowowotou, a bowl of porridge with vegetables and salt.
There are too many people to be busy for a while.
Chu Yunyao helps maintain order, while bao'er and Mo Lingwei help distribute food.
Gong Su investigates people's feelings everywhere. When he comes here, he sees Mo Lingwei in a plain white cheongsam, with no powder and simple ink hair.
He went to her and helped Mo Lingwei distribute relief food to the people in line.
The two work together, with a very tacit understanding.
Behind him, a guard sent a carriage of rice noodles, shouting at the person in charge: "chief, the rice noodles are here, and buckwheat flour."
The person in charge pointed to the shabby shed built behind him: "let's put it here for the time being, and we'll have to cook porridge and noodles in two hours."
The guard then moved the rice noodles bag by bag from the carriage. Seeing this, Mo Lingwei quickly picked up her things and made room.
A mouse suddenly sprang out of the pile of debris. Mo Lingwei screamed in fright. She suddenly backed away, turned around and ran into a warm and broad arms.
Gong Su held her in his arms, stamped away the scurrying mouse, and comforted him: "don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's OK!"
Mo Ling Wei calms down from the panic for a long time. She pushes Gong Su aside and apologizes with a slightly red face: "Ling Wei is the second son of the palace. I'm sorry."
Gong Su's eyebrows and eyes smile. The deep feeling at the bottom of his eyes is like a turbulent undercurrent. "It doesn't matter. You seem to be especially afraid of mice?"
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Mo Lingwei's voice is very light, tone is not urgent, look calm without waves, the whole person a pair of calm appearance. Chu Yunyao and Mo Lingyuan look at each other and believe it... Mo Lingwei half squints and looks out of the car window. The winter is depressed, the trees are bleak, and the distance is foggy. "Time flies. Unconsciously, we have been to the south for so many days. Winter is half over and spring is not far away." Mo Lingwei turns to Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao: "brother, sister-in-law, when shall we go back to Jincheng?" Mo Lingyuan looked at his sister who had been indifferent since she was a child. He was very fond of her. He said in a warm voice: "soon, when the food distribution is in place, I will help Feng Shaojin catch the fleeing foreigners who sell Xiaoyao Powder and leave here. I'll take you back to Jincheng in a week at the latest. " I hope when they rush back, Jincheng is not in a mess. Chu Yunyao frowned: "those busy nights you didn't go home. Feng Shaojin was shot again. It's also because of these things?" Mo Lingyuan nodded, his face dignified: "it's not only these things, but also some other things that are harmful to the people. Foreign enemies are ambitious and want to invade the whole south, and then infiltrate the power into the North..." it has always been their duty to protect the country. They had no eyes. They were lucky enough to get their lives back. The situation in the South was so bad that Chu Yunyao felt uneasy. "Tomorrow, I'll go around the porridge sheds. This time, the Fengs directly sent people to distribute food. Probably no one will dare to embezzle people's food at will. The money raised will be left to Feng's family to help them rebuild their homes. " Compared with the north, the people in the South need the money more. Mo Lingyuan didn't plan to take the money away. Hearing Chu Yunyao say so, he immediately agreed: "everything is up to you." ... early the next morning, Chu Yunyao took bao'er and Mo Lingwei to the largest porridge shed in the city. The people who were tortured by the epidemic and survived with broken bowls lined up in a long line to receive relief food. A white steamed bread, a wowowotou, a bowl of porridge with vegetables and salt. There are too many people to be busy for a while. Chu Yunyao helps maintain order, while bao'er and Mo Lingwei help distribute food. Gong Su investigates people's feelings everywhere. When he comes here, he sees Mo Lingwei in a plain white cheongsam, with no powder and simple ink hair. He went to her and helped Mo Lingwei distribute relief food to the people in line. The two work together, with a very tacit understanding. Behind him, a guard sent a carriage of rice noodles, shouting at the person in charge: "chief, the rice noodles are here, and buckwheat flour." The person in charge pointed to the shabby shed built behind him: "let's put it here for the time being, and we'll have to cook porridge and noodles in two hours." The guard then moved the rice noodles bag by bag from the carriage. Seeing this, Mo Lingwei quickly picked up her things and made room. A mouse suddenly sprang out of the pile of debris. Mo Lingwei screamed in fright. She suddenly backed away, turned around and ran into a warm and broad arms. Gong Su held her in his arms, stamped away the scurrying mouse, and comforted him: "don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's OK!" Mo Ling Wei calms down from the panic for a long time. She pushes Gong Su aside and apologizes with a slightly red face: "Ling Wei is the second son of the palace. I'm sorry." Gong Su's eyebrows and eyes smile. The deep feeling at the bottom of his eyes is like a turbulent undercurrent. "It doesn't matter. You seem to be especially afraid of mice?" www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
