The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

Since Mrs. Li has come, how can she let him get away?

The sturdy old woman who had been working for many years was quite strong. She grabbed Ge Li by the collar and pulled him back. "Why are you running? A daughter is sought after by hundreds of families. I'm not asking you to do anything bad!"

Ge Li was a tall man, but he didn't dare to move when the old woman grabbed him, for fear that he would fall if he used too much force.

He tried to reason with me, "Aunt, you can't ask me for help on this matter. I have one eye! Just look around, anyone is more suitable than me! Da Zhuang! Xiao Xiao! Or Brother Wu will do!"

Mrs. Li shook her head like a rattle. "No, no, Dazhuang is not as handsome as you, and Xiaoxiao can't speak clearly! Cao Wu is even worse. If he is a few years older, he will be a father. Besides, he is still in exile! Auntie can't be so unreliable. If Old Xu finds out, all the birds flying in the sky will fall!"

Ge Li was mad, "But there are also young people from various villages——"

"No young man in any village can stand up to you!"

"..."

Looking at the old lady in front of him who was dancing with joy and excitement, Ge Li wiped his face, feeling a little confused.

Not to mention among the six brothers, even compared with all the men in the workshop, he looks the most difficult to mess with.

How come the old woman wasn't afraid of him at all?

He grabbed him and talked to him nonstop, with an expression as natural as if he was scolding his son.

In the end, Ge Li had no choice but to agree.

Mrs. Li confessed her worries and went back happily to report to Mrs. Lin.

The two young men clearly had feelings for each other but there was no progress, and they were all anxious.

They are not young anymore. Jiang'er is twenty-three years old now, and Miss Xu is in her early twenties.

If they give a little push from behind, it would be a great thing if it succeeds. If it doesn't, they can take this opportunity to see the other person's intentions clearly and find another good partner without wasting time on each other.

Otherwise, you keep guessing and we won’t know when it will bear fruit.

Let’s not talk about Jiang’er. A girl’s good life only lasts for a few years and it can’t be delayed.

The women in the village seem to have found their purpose in life this winter, and they are full of energy and high morale day by day.

The children did not fall behind.

Anxin Hospital is run in an efficient manner.

Taking advantage of the day off, the three Baixiang siblings followed Jin Duobao's carriage to Anxin Courtyard to inspect their small business.

The large yard is already full of people.

Knowing that the young master was coming, the old couple of the Guo family brought the children from Anxinyuan to the front yard to greet him.

In addition to several elderly craftsmen, there are more than forty children living in Anxinyuan. The oldest is twelve years old and the youngest is only three years old.

After the winter came, Anxinyuan distributed warm jackets to adults and children. They were all blue, clean and tidy.

"The warehouse in the front yard is filled with handmade items made by the children in the past few months. The unqualified ones have been discarded and remade, and the ones put into the warehouse are all qualified." As the oldest person in the yard, Mr. Guo took a few young masters to tour the yard while talking about the changes in the past few months.

He opened the warehouse that occupied an entire row of side rooms and displayed the inventory inside.

“Although the children are young, they are smart and sensible and learn things quickly.

Several young masters looked at these things, including small bamboo chairs, square tables, straw cushions, mats, straw hats, wall hangings, and slightly larger items such as round-legged cabinets and screen stands...

And here are the things made by the girls, paper cutting, hanging tassels, small wood carvings, lanterns...

The warehouse is almost full. "

Bai Xiang turned her head to look at the old man. She had seen him once a few months ago, kneeling down at the entrance of Yuxi Village to file a complaint.

At that time, the old man's condition looked very bad. He was completely collapsed and seemed like he would collapse at any time. He only had a breath of life left.

But this time when I saw him again, the old man was visibly in much better spirits. He spoke with a smile and a full voice. He was in a completely different state.

As if he could see the little girl's confusion, Mr. Guo smiled even more happily. When he turned his head to look at the children who were gathered in the back and did not dare to come over, his eyes were kind and satisfied. "The children are very sensible. They have experienced hardships and know how to cherish things... My wife and I are here. It is better to say that they accompany us rather than that we take care of them."

Old lady Guo came up with tea. "We have food and shelter here. We live a stable life and feel at ease. We are two old people. We only hope to take care of these children until they grow up. We will be satisfied when we see them live a normal life."

All their sons died in the mine. The two old people had given up the idea of ​​continuing to live, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden turn of events.

Finally, I got redress and received compensation, and by chance I was admitted to this Anxinyuan.

Now, the two old people have become as close as their own children to the orphans taken in by the orphanage.

As long as there is hope, there is life.

Lin Huaisong and Lin Huaibai were dazzled by the dazzling array of handicrafts in the warehouse. They couldn't help but exclaim, "Why are there so many! They are just as beautiful as the ones we saw in the shops on the street!"

After being amazed, the two brothers became worried and whispered to Jin Duobao, "Duobao, can you sell so many things? There are several rooms full of goods!"

There were really a lot of items, all neatly stacked up, leaving almost no room to step.

Can it really be sold and sold out?

It's not just the two brothers of the Lin family who have this worry, but also the children outside who are expecting and anxious.

A little girl of about six or seven quietly pulled her brother's sleeve and said, "Brother, will the young owner help sell the things we make? Can we really make money? If we can't sell them, can we not live here anymore? I don't want to leave, I want to live here forever."

The little boy pursed his lips and stared at the small figures in the warehouse. He was so nervous that he kept clenching his trouser legs. "We will learn the skills and work hard if we can sell them. The master chef said that we did a good job. They will definitely not chase us away."

There was an older boy next to him who whispered, "The people in Yuxi Village are kindhearted. Anxinyuan is the charity they run, but the official owner is the Jin family. As long as we study hard and work hard, we can stay here forever. When we grow up and can find work outside, we can come back to repay this place when we earn money and have the ability."

He seemed to be the leader among the children. When they heard him speak, they all nodded vigorously.

They used to be little beggars wandering the streets begging for alms. They had seen a lot of people, been looked down upon a lot, and had long experienced the fickleness of the world and the warmth and coldness of human nature.

After knowing that Anxinyuan had opened, the smarter ones all rushed over.

Living here, they no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold, and no longer have to go hungry or full. It is a rare sense of stability in their memories.

Although the children didn't say it, they never felt truly at ease in their hearts, because they didn't know how long the Anxinyuan would be open, how long they could stay here, and how much peace they could enjoy.

Every morning when they wake up, they are happy and panic.

I am happy to spend another day here, but I am also worried that bad news will come today.

It is easy to do good for one day, but what about doing good all the time?

What if Anxin Hospital is unable to make ends meet?

Many of them had wandered here from far away places, and had seen many people doing good deeds.

There is more hypocrisy than true goodness.

Anshinin…which one is it?