A strong farm girl is busy getting rich

Four days later, they finally arrived in the northern border.

It is already mid-November, the weather is getting colder, and the northwest wind is blowing painfully on my face.

The sky was gloomy, making people feel inexplicably depressed.

Ahead was a place called Qingquan Town, which was only fifty miles away from Longsheng City, and eighty miles away from Longsheng City to Xiangyun Town.

Now that Tongning City has fallen, Xiangyun Town has become the most critical place. I wonder what the battle situation is like now?

Shen Qingqian and his group planned to stay in Qingquan Town, ask the locals about the latest situation of the war, and then make plans.

Along the way, you can occasionally meet a few pedestrians carrying large and small bags, all of them with sad and haggard faces.

There were also people driving donkey carts, with the adults sitting on them holding their children, wrapped in tattered quilts, but still shivering from the cold.

When they passed by Shen Qingqian's caravan, they couldn't help but take a second look. They didn't understand why there would be a caravan coming during this special period.

Entering Qingquan Town, I felt a bit desolate. Some shops on the street had their doors and windows closed, while some were still open for business.

It was past three in the afternoon, past lunch time. Shen Qingqian and his group planned to buy some buns to fill their stomachs first and then eat together in the evening.

But I didn't expect that a meat bun in this place would cost six cents each, and a vegetarian bun would cost four cents.

Although it seemed expensive, they had to buy it! They had been on the road since they woke up in the morning and hadn't eaten anything yet!

But the bun stall only had about eighty buns in total, not enough for each of them!

In desperation, Shen Qingqian went to buy another hundred steamed buns. Fortunately, the buns and dumplings were all hot, so they were more comfortable to eat.

After Shen Qingqian distributed the food to everyone, she kept a steamed bun and four steamed buns for herself, intending to share them with the educated youth Zhizhu and Yingzi in the carriage.

"Big sister, can you give me something to eat?"

A childish voice sounded behind Shen Qingqian.

Shen Qingqian paused as she was getting on the carriage, turned around and saw a little girl of about seven or eight years old looking at her timidly.

The girl was skinny, with dry yellow hair and a dirty face. She was only wearing a single layer of clothing in such a cold day.

At this moment, he was looking at Shen Qingqian with a pair of big eyes, begging.

Shen Qingqian's heart softened all of a sudden, and she handed her two steamed buns without thinking.

"Here, little sister, take it and eat it!"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Shen Qingqian to agree so readily, and even gave her two steamed buns at once!

The little girl knelt down in front of Shen Qingqian with a plop and kowtowed to her.

Shen Qingqian quickly supported her and said, "You don't have to kneel down to me. Eat quickly, or it will become cold and unpalatable."

The little girl stood up again, but still with a look of gratitude on her face, she kept saying, "Thank you, sister, thank you, sister!"

After thinking for a while, he said, "Sister, can I take the buns you gave me back to my mother and brother? My brother is almost starving to death."

"Of course, go ahead! Here, take this too!"

Shen Qingqian gave her the only bun she had.

This time the little girl didn't take it, "Sister, these two steamed buns are enough, you can keep them for me."

"Take it if you give it to me!"

Shen Qingqian stuffed the bun into her hand and said softly, "Go quickly, or it will get cold in a while."

"Thank you sister!"

The little girl thanked him again, bent down and bowed to Shen Qingqian, then put the steamed buns and dumplings in her arms and ran away.

Shen Qingqian turned around and was about to get on the carriage again. Suddenly, an old woman holding a child rushed out from somewhere.

She came over and knelt down, "Miss, please give us something to eat! We haven't eaten for two days. I can still hold on for a while, but this child can't hold on any longer."

Shen Qingqian looked at her. Although the old woman's hair was a little gray, judging from her face, she was only about forty years old, not old.

Looking at the child in her arms, it was a three or four-year-old boy, thin and weak. At this moment, he had his eyes closed, and his face was abnormally red.

When Shen Qingqian saw him, she immediately thought of Liangzi. She remembered that when she first met Liangzi, he was so thin and looked a little malnourished.

Shen Qingqian couldn't help but feel pity, so she asked the woman to stand up. She reached out and touched the boy's forehead, and found that he had a fever.

She said to the woman, "The child has a fever, we need to treat him first."

The woman's eyes were red. She looked at her grandson in her arms and said sadly, "How can we afford medical treatment now?"

Shen Qingqian looked at the convoy in front, which was still waiting for her.

Yingzi and the educated youth Zhizhu heard the voice and got off the carriage to wait for her.

Shen Qingqian said to them, "Go and tell our people to leave first, don't wait for me. We are all tired, let's find an inn to settle down, I will go there later.

By the way, let Xiaoyu come over here."

"Yes, girl."

Zhiqing and Zhizhu went to convey the message, but Yingzi did not move and stayed to continue waiting for Shen Qingqian.

Shen Qingqian handed the remaining steamed buns for two people to the old woman and said, "You eat first. We have a doctor with us. I'll ask her to come over and check on the child."

"Really? Thank you so much, young lady. You are really a bodhisattva who has descended to earth. You are so kind and virtuous..."

The old woman was so moved after hearing Shen Qingqian's words! She was thanking him, but her legs softened and she was about to kneel down again.

Shen Qingqian grabbed her and said, "Okay, no need to kneel down for me, let's see if the child can eat first!"

After a while, Xiaoyu came over.

Shen Qingqian said: "Xiaoyu, please take a look at this child. He has a severe fever."

"Okay, girl."

Xiaoyu had already learned the general situation from the educated youth, so she didn't ask any more questions and went straight to taking the boy's pulse.

After a moment, she said, "The cold has invaded, and my body is weak and I have a high fever. I need to take medicine for at least three days."

Shen Qingqian said: "Then write them a prescription and ask them to get the medicine quickly!"

Seeing the distress on the old woman's face, Shen Qingqian took out a tael of silver and handed it to her, saying, "Take this little bit of silver. It should be enough to buy medicine for three days."

In fact, Shen Qingqian did bring several carts of medicinal herbs, but they were all packaged, and it was not very convenient to just take out a little.

The woman took the silver gratefully and wanted to kneel down again, but she stopped when she thought that Shen Qingqian didn't like others kneeling to her.

The reason why she suddenly rushed to Shen Qingqian was because she just saw Shen Qingqian happily give the little girl two steamed buns. So, she also wanted to try her luck.

It’s not that she is shameless and is imitating a little girl to beg for food from others, but she really has no other choice!

But she didn't expect to meet such a good person today. He not only treated her grandson, but also gave her money to buy medicine!

The woman left with many thanks, but Shen Qingqian's appearance was deeply engraved in her mind.