The next morning, Yang Ruoqing, Xiaohua, Xiaoduo, Luo Baobao, Feng'er and everyone came to the Guanyin Temple in the west of the county town.

Everyone finished burning incense at the Guanyin Temple halfway up the mountain, made wishes, added money for sesame oil, and then went down the mountain.

At this time, a long procession of horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts had already stopped at the foot of the mountain.

"The incense in Guanyin Temple is really prosperous. I see that many of the pilgrims I meet along the way up and down the mountain speak with accents from other places. Maybe they are from neighboring counties." Xiaoduo took Luo Baobao and said,

He followed Sun's side and said excitedly as he walked.

Luo Baobao was also very excited and said to Xiao Duo: "Aunt Duo'er, didn't my mother-in-law tell me that the Guanyin Temple is the most effective way to pray for a child? Aunt Duo'er, what was your wish before? Isn't that true?

Do you want the Concubine Lady to bless you and give me a little brother?"

"What nonsense are you kidding? I'm not even married yet, oops!" Xiaoduo's face suddenly turned as red as a monkey's butt, and she glared at Baby Luo fiercely, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to squeeze through.

Luo Baobao laughed hahaha.

"Aunt Duo'er, why are you so embarrassed? My mother said that every girl has to go through this. It's like a rooster that crows when it grows up. It's responsible for waking up the sun every day. When a hen grows up,

You have to lay eggs, it’s the same thing!" Luo Baobao said again.

Xiaoduo raised her hand and gently poked Luo Baobao's forehead: "You kid, let me tell you where did you come from so many fallacies? It turns out they were all taught by your mother."

"My mother is right. This is human nature, not some heresy." Luo Baobao tilted his head and said seriously.

"I didn't say what your mother said was fallacies. I meant that it's not good for you to say these things at such a young age. It's better for children not to understand so many things!" Xiaoduo deliberately made a serious face to educate Luo.

Baby.

"Aunt Duo'er, it's not like my mother taught me everything. I can learn a lot of things by myself without a teacher. Just take the example from before. You were sneaking around and drawing lots by yourself. I will

I know you are drawing a lot for marriage."

"Hey, are you asking Bodhisattva about your marriage to my uncle in Xiangjiazhuang?" Luo Baobao lowered his voice and asked with a bad smile.

Xiaoduo felt guilty for a while and wanted to cover Baby Luo's mouth.

"Okay, okay, I give up. It was my fault earlier and I shouldn't have said that you were lying. I take it back! Let's not say this and change the subject..."

Xiaoduo put her arms around Baobao Luo's shoulders and led her to walk a few steps quickly to distance herself from the people behind her.

When the distance was longer, Xiaoduo took a peek at Sun and Yang Ruoqing behind them, and saw that they were walking and talking about the next donation. It was obvious that they had not heard the conversation, and Xiaoduo was secretly relieved.

tone.

Then he glanced at his niece, who was now only a head shorter than him, with his arms around his shoulders. Xiaoduo was filled with emotions.

This little girl has watched her grow up since she was born. I don’t know how many diapers I changed for her when she was a child. Now that she has grown up, she is so sharp-tongued that even her aunt is no match for her!

When we arrived at the place where the carriage was parked, two waiters from the restaurant were left beside the carriage to guard the carriage and several large bamboo baskets containing steamed buns in the carriage.

Yang Ruoqing asked two men to bring down the big bamboo basket and put it on the footboard in front of the carriage. Then she took out a pair of laughing gongs that she brought out and struck them.

The clear and loud sound immediately attracted all the beggars nearby.

"We are from the Yang family in Mianniu Mountain. Today my mother came to the temple to burn incense on her birthday and brought a few baskets of steamed buns for everyone..."

Just as Yang Ruoqing said this, the nearby beggars who were busy begging for money from pilgrims all swarmed towards the carriage.

Not only did she want to do a good deed, but she was also afraid that these people would go crazy and scare the children, so Yang Ruoqing asked Xiaohua Xiaoduo, Luo Baobao and Feng'er to stand at a certain safe distance and watch.

Here, two guys are left to maintain order, and then Sun will distribute the food herself. She will assist her and protect Sun from being squeezed down.

Even though she had been mentally prepared, Mrs. Sun was still shocked when she saw beggars rushing towards her from all directions.

In particular, these beggars surrounded the carriage. The beggars in the front had already stretched out their hands to beg for the steamed buns from Mrs. Sun. The beggars in the back were afraid that they would be late and would be sold out, so they rushed forward one by one, cutting their heads.

They also had to push forward. Some beggars still had children with them, so they put the children on their shoulders, holding the child's ankle with one hand to prevent the child from falling, and holding a broken bowl with the other hand and stretching it out to Mrs. Sun...

"Mom, don't panic, it'll be okay as long as I'm here." Yang Ruoqing said, and then came to the front of the person.

She glanced around, grabbed a man who was shoving a woman and a child fiercely by his shoulders, and then slapped the crowd.

"No looting or pushing is allowed. Everyone has steamed buns. The elderly, children and women line up in the front, and the men line up in the back. Anyone who dares to jump in line will be punished!"

With both grace and power, he immediately calmed down the situation.

The beggars quickly formed two long lines. The old, weak, sick and disabled lined up in front. The children also got off the shoulders of their fathers and the arms of their mothers. They stood on the ground and lined up by themselves. Everyone did not dare to fight and just followed the order.

When it was someone's turn, he stepped forward and stuffed two large white-faced steamed buns into his hands. When he met an old man and a child, in addition to the two steamed buns, there was an extra ten cents.

One penny can buy one steamed bun or steamed bun on the street, and ten penny can buy ten of them.

Eating three a day will ensure that you won’t be hungry for the next three days.

This is the only thing Sun can do to help them...

Xiaohua handed Feng'er to Xiaoduo and came over to help Sun distribute steamed buns and copper coins.

The two waiters maintained order from the side, while Yang Ruoqing folded her arms on her chest and stood watching. Most of these beggars were grateful.

After getting steamed buns and copper coins, I would also say a few words of gratitude to Mrs. Sun.

But it doesn't rule out that some people are lazy people nearby, or local beggars who are just waiting to die. They fish in troubled waters, and after receiving a lot of money, they still want to come back.

They were mixed in the group, and when they were glared at by Yang Ruoqing's fiery eyes, they were so frightened that their true colors were revealed and they quickly ran away with their tails between their legs.

The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds!

Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly.

I glanced at the busy mother over there. Although her hands and feet were so busy that she never stopped for a moment, her face was filled with a satisfied smile.

Especially when putting steamed buns into the hands of women and children, and when putting copper coins into the hands of old women in ragged clothes, Mrs. Sun would kindly tell them to keep them carefully and not let others snatch them.

Already...

Yang Ruoqing turned around.

The world is like this. Some people don't have to worry about food and clothing, and they live a life of fine clothing and food since they were born.

Some people have to wander around all their lives, wandering around when they are young and having no one to rely on in old age.

This is all destiny and everyone's creation.

However, no matter you are a high-ranking official or a wandering beggar, everyone has to do everything possible to survive, right?

This is the meaning of life. It is endless, and you have to struggle in the abyss. If you struggle, there may be a glimmer of life and a glimmer of light.
Chapter completed!