Travel to the famine year to go to the sea, and become rich with the zombie girlfriend

Mulan jumped down immediately and walked to the child to see if he was injured, but the child jumped up suddenly.

He ran to the broken jar and burst into tears, "My water, you have to pay for my water."

Many people gathered around and started to blame Mulan.

"You're driving too fast on this street! Look, the water's all spilled! Ouch!"

"Oh my god, such a whole jar of water is gone. I feel so sad."

……

No one cared if the child was injured; they were all just worried about the spilled water. Some even rushed over to lick the water stains from the debris.

The child didn't care about anything else and quickly pushed everyone away to pick up the broken pieces.

"Don't take my water, don't take my water."

The pitiful look made people feel distressed, and Mulan felt even more guilty. Just as she was about to pull him away, the little boy screamed and her fingers were cut by the fragments.

"Don't pick it up. I'll just compensate you with water."

Xia Qingqing also got off the carriage, holding a jar and said, "I'll give you this jar of water as compensation, but you are not allowed to pick up broken tiles anymore."

The little boy immediately turned around and saw the water pitcher in Xia Qingqing's hand, and smiled: "Okay, okay."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Xia Qingqing handed the jar to Mulan and said to the little boy, "Your hand is injured. I will bandage your wound first, otherwise it will get infected and it will be troublesome."

The little boy cried with joy and shook his head repeatedly, saying, "No need, I can just drink my own blood and it will be fine."

After saying that, he put his dirty little hand into his mouth and started sucking.

This adorable scene made both Mulan and Xia Qingqing laugh, but Xia Qingqing still stepped forward and pulled his little hand down, forcing him to say, "You must apply the medicine, otherwise I won't give you the water."

Xia Qingqing's jar was much bigger than the little boy's. Although the child was small, he was not stupid. The people around him were envious and showed envious eyes.

"Xiao Wuzi, you are so lucky to have met a kind girl who gave you such a big jar of water. We would be in such a bad situation and have to go buy water."

"Hey, stop looking and get in line, or you'll die of thirst soon."

……

After complaining for a while, the onlookers left. Xia Qingqing applied medicine to the child, bandaged him briefly, and handed the jar to him.

"Little Wuzi, right?" Xia Qingqing asked, lowering her head. "Why don't you stay home and take care of yourself? Where are you going with a jar of water like this?"

Xiao Wuzi liked this generous sister very much. After hesitating for a moment, he whispered, "I'm going to bring some water to Uncle Xiao, otherwise he'll suffer in prison."

"Oh, then go ahead."

Xia Qingqing made way. Mulan looked down and saw a small object on the ground. She picked it up and shouted, "Xiao Wuzi, you dropped something."

Mulan picked up the palm-sized object and handed it over. Xia Qingqing saw the familiar object and immediately shouted, "Wait!"

Xiao Wuzi was so frightened that she almost dropped the jar again. She complained, "Sister, you scared me to death."

Unexpectedly, Xia Qingqing seemed not to hear what Xiao Wuzi said. She walked straight over, took the thing in Mulan's hand, and looked at it carefully.

The most common cell phone for the elderly today, with long standby time and loud sound. A cell phone actually appeared here.

Are there any time travelers?

who is it?

"Whose is this?" Xia Qingqing was very excited. She grabbed Xiao Wuzi and asked, "Where did this come from?"

"Uncle Xiao gave it to me." Xiao Wuzi's arm was a little hurt by Xia Qingqing, and she protested, "Sister, it hurts."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Xiao Wuzi." Xia Qingqing finally realized that she was too excited just now. If his surname was Xiao, could this person be that uncle?

"Xiao Wuzi, can you tell me the story of Uncle Xiao? I want to hear it."

Xiao Wuzi looked up at the sun and said in embarrassment, "I have to go to the prison. The jailer will be leaving soon. I won't be able to deliver the water. I'll tell you when I come back."

Upon hearing this, Xia Qingqing immediately grabbed the pitcher of water and got on the carriage. She said to the dazed Xiao Wuzi, "Hurry up and get in. I'll take you there."

The dazed little Wuzi was taken onto the carriage, but the carriage was fast. A distance that usually took a long time to travel arrived in a short time today.

He jumped off the carriage, took the jar, trotted to the gate of the yamen, looked around, and soon a jailer in his thirties came out.

"Why are you here just now? Come earlier next time, or your uncle won't have any water to drink." The jailer scolded him a few times, then looked at the jar and saw that there was more water than before. He became happy and turned to Xiao Wuzi and said, "Just follow this standard next time."

"what?"

Before Xiao Wuzi could react, the jailer left. He was sweating profusely from behind and said anxiously, "Jailer Zhang, please remember to give some to Uncle Xiao."

But the figure of the jailer had already left without looking back.

Only the pitiful little Wuzi was left. He stretched his head and looked around for a while before slowly returning to the carriage and sighing.

"Such expensive water is only delivered here?" Xia Qingqing was a little confused and a little angry. The people here are simply too evil.

Black-hearted.

"I can only send him here. I haven't seen Uncle Xiao for a long time, and I don't know how he is doing."

Xia Qingqing asked doubtfully, "But you don't know how Uncle Xiao is doing right now. What if the water can't be delivered to him?"

Xiao Wuzi, who was only seven or eight years old, suddenly felt deflated and sat aside, looking at the yamen with layers of guards. He seemed to feel powerless.

"Maybe the jailer will treat Uncle Xiao better because of my water. Maybe if he shares a sip with Uncle Xiao when he's full, I'll be satisfied."

"Sister, don't you know how difficult it is for ordinary people like us to get things done with the government? We can't afford it, and we can't afford to offend them."

……

Sadness, helplessness, and a sense of old age were all reflected in this seven or eight-year-old child. Xia Qingqing was speechless for a moment.

Mulan's eyes were red. She took out the silver she had and handed it to Xiao Wuzi: "Xiao Wuzi, I don't have much silver. I'll give this to you."

Xiao Wuzi turned around and saw several large silver ingots. He was so scared that he quickly waved his hands and said, "I can't take your silver. This is too much."

Mulan was amused by the scene between the two and said to Mulan, "You scared him, put it away quickly."

After Mulan put it away, Xia Qingqing turned around and said with a smile, "Xiao Wuzi, we just arrived in Yaocheng and are unfamiliar with the place. You are the first friend I have met. Can I go to your house for dinner?"

friend?

Xiao Wuzi's eyes lit up, his dark cheeks flushed with shame, and he murmured, "I've never had any friends, but I'm poor, and all I have is taro."