Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

The young couple finished a tasteless meal when they were woken up.

Before leaving, Liu Pianpian gave her a green coat.

"My Lord, this is the dress I made for you myself, please don't despise it."

Jin Lingfeng took the clothes and put them aside, saying somewhat disapprovingly, "Don't worry about me anymore. It's freezing cold out here, just take care of yourself."

Liu Pianpian responded with a smile, without even looking at the coat again.

Jin Lingfeng also didn't look at it for long, because he had already tried it on at Song Fubao's place and the size was just right.

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After Liu Pianpian left, Jin Lingfeng called in another confidant.

"Where's Song Yunshan?"

The confidant bowed respectfully before answering, "Your Highness, Song Yunshan went to the Second Prince's residence three days ago and has not returned yet."

Jin Lingfeng frowned slightly, feeling increasingly dissatisfied with this person.

It seems that he has made up his mind to join the Second Prince.

He got up and went to the treasure rack, picked up a palm-sized brocade box, and went straight to Song Fubao's yard.

The courtyard where Song Fubao lived was very remote, and Liu Pianpian, who was in charge of the household affairs of the palace, deliberately withheld her share, so her life was really not good.

When Jin Lingfeng came over, she had just pricked Chungua and Qiugua's arms with needles to vent her anger. Seeing her beloved coming over, she stood up in surprise.

"Brother Jin, you finally came to see me!"

Jin Lingfeng handed her the brocade box in his hand, "This was given to me as a gift by someone else. I thought it suits you very well, so I gave it to you."

Song Fubao took the brocade box, opened it and saw a pair of pearl earrings inside, and smiled with his eyes curved.

In her opinion, the pearl earrings were not the most precious thing. The most precious thing was Jin Lingfeng's concern for her.

She couldn't wait to hang the earrings on her earlobes, which were red from the cold. "Brother Jin, does this look good on Fubao?"

In Jin Lingfeng's eyes, Song Fubao was just a little girl. How could she be pretty or not? But he still nodded and said, "She's pretty."

Song Fubao gathered his old jacket and pulled Jin Lingfeng to sit next to the brazier. "Brother Jin, warm yourself by the fire. Don't get cold."

Jin Lingfeng said "hmm" softly, turned his head and winked at the people still in the room.

The maids and servants immediately understood and hurriedly tiptoed out, carefully closing the door.

Only then did Jin Lingfeng mention the real purpose of his visit.

"Fubao, last time you said this cold weather would end in three months. So which day exactly would that be in three months?"

Song Fubao lowered her eyes and looked at her chilblained hands. These days, she had already seen through Jin Lingfeng's true face.

The whole palace knew that Liu Pianpian was making things difficult for her. If Jin Lingfeng really cared about her, she would not still be living in such a dilapidated courtyard and using the lowest quality charcoal.

But it doesn't matter anymore. She is still young and has plenty of time to plan.

She believed that when she grew up a little more, she would be able to win Jin Lingfeng's true love.

"I don't know the exact day...but..." She spoke softly, but stopped herself and raised her red and swollen hands.

"It's been so cold these days, my brain is a bit slow and I can't remember a lot of things clearly."

Jin Lingfeng: ...

Ha! She is indeed a materialistic woman.

He suppressed his nausea, reached out and held the pair of chilblained hands, his tone full of apology.

"Fubao, I'm so sorry for making you suffer."

"You also know that I am just an idle prince of a different surname with no foundation."

"The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion is powerful. Even if it's just for the sake of face, I have to indulge that woman."

"I'm sorry to have wronged you, but don't worry, when I achieve great things, I will definitely give you the respect you deserve."

Song Fubao was held in his warm hand and showed a touched look.

"Brother Jin, isn't this question very important? I will definitely try my best to remember it."

Jin Lingfeng: ...

The corners of his lips froze, but he managed to hold it back. Then he took out a silver ingot from his waist and placed it in Song Fubao's palm.

"I can't do anything about it. Later, have someone buy some more charcoal. Don't let it get cold."

Song Fubao looked at the silver ingot weighing only five taels and almost couldn't help but sneer.

What about sending beggars away?

The last time Song Xiaoshan came back to ask her for information, he gave her a silver note of fifty taels.

But who told her to like this man?

"Thank you, Brother Jin, you're so kind to me." She smiled and leaned her head on Jin Lingfeng's shoulder. "I remember now. The blizzard will stop on the third day of April. Half a month later, all the snow will melt away..."

Jin Lingfeng listened carefully, not missing any information that was useful to him.

In these aspects, Song Fubao did not lie, because she really remembered this time.

In the previous life, after the snow melted, the third wife went to the town to buy food and brought back a box of walnut cookies. Song Pan'er gave her a piece at that time.

She could no longer remember the exact situation at that time, but she still remembered the taste of that walnut cake.

"Brother Jin, I want to eat walnut cakes." She looked at the charcoal in the charcoal basin and spoke expressionlessly.

Jin Lingfeng didn't understand why she suddenly turned the topic to walnut cakes. It was just a little walnut cake, so he agreed immediately.

"I'll have someone bring it to you in a moment."

After saying that, he couldn't help but complain in his heart again, as expected, people who come from humble backgrounds are always ignorant and greedy.

Song Fubao curled his lips and said, "Thank you, Brother Jin."

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In Songjiabao, Song Paner was also eating walnut cookies.

Mrs. Zhou specially asked Zhou Yong to bring this walnut cake.

This time, Zhou Yong not only brought the walnut cakes given by Mrs. Zhou, but also another handwritten letter from Zhou Xin.

Zhou Xin agreed to Song Paner's request, which did not surprise Song Paner at all.

Anyone should know how to choose.

"Give this letter to He Chi, he will take care of it." Song Pan'er returned the letter to Zhou Yong after reading it.

Zhou Yong was quite surprised. He didn't expect that Song Pan'er would value He Chi so much and even entrust such an important matter to him.

What he didn't know was that the reason Song Pan'er saved He Chi was because she was impressed by He Chi's abilities.

Everyone has their own strengths. As long as a person is placed in the right position, she can deal with fewer trivial matters and only needs to control the overall direction.

She still has to go to the next plane. After one or two more planes, the extreme cold weather will end, and that will be when she really needs to use her brain.

After sending Zhou Yong away, Song Pan'er put the grain that had been stored in the town into the Song family's warehouse.

She swept the shopping mall in Fan Jingjing's dimension and brought back all the food inside. These foods have been taking up a lot of space in the town, so it would be better to free up the space, in case she needs to load more things in the next dimension.