coobybook Chapter 190 Will my sister get hurt?
Chapter 190 Will my sister get hurt?
Little Yu Xi blinked her big, watery eyes, staring intently at the old man's slowly departing figure, tears welling up in her eyes, a sour feeling rising in her heart.
When Yingrui, who was helping out, saw Xiaoyuxi stop, she quickly had someone take the spoon from her and then carried Xiaoyuxi to sit down next to her.
She picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Xiao Yuxi's forehead, asking with concern, "Are you tired, young lady?"
Xiao Yuxi gently shook her head, nestled in Yingrui's warm embrace, and said in a sweet voice, "Xixi misses Second Sister, wants to see Second Sister."
"Will Second Sister get hurt?" Xiao Yuxi's eyes revealed a hint of worry.
Yingrui smiled and shook her head, comforting him, "General Mu is a veteran of countless battles, brave and fearless, he will definitely not be injured, so you don't need to worry, young lady."
"But they said that Second Sister has lost several battles, and how could she not be injured?" Tears welled up in Xiao Yuxi's eyes, and crystal tears rolled down one by one like broken pearls, dripping onto the hem of her skirt.
Yingrui paused slightly. In fact, she knew very well that General Mu had gone to war with the army when he was still young. He had experienced countless battles and was covered in wounds, big and small. He had barely escaped death.
General Mu never mentioned her injuries to anyone, always silently enduring everything. Besides, she was currently at the border, and her letters home were all about reporting her safety.
Yingrui lowered her eyes slightly, but still tried to soothe Xiaoyuxi's emotions first, "If General Mu were injured, the news would have spread throughout the capital long ago, instead of only news of defeat as we are now."
Xie Yaochuan walked straight over to the little girl who was crying. After hearing Yingrui's words of comfort, he felt even more heartbroken and quickly strode forward to hug Xiao Yuxi in his arms.
He had long regarded the little girl as his own sister, so naturally he couldn't bear to let her suffer.
Moreover, she is still a five or six-year-old child.
Mu Yunnan's recent defeats may not be true defeats. According to the development trajectory he saw in his previous life, Yunnan should not have suffered so many consecutive defeats during this period.
"Why are you crying? If your second sister knew you were like this, she would be very distressed for you." Xie Yaochuan said softly, as he reached out and carefully brushed aside the strands of hair that were soaked with sweat and stuck to Xiao Yuxi's face, then looked at her with great pity.
"So why don't you just come and join our Xie family? Look at your second brother, how can you let a little kid suffer like this?"
The Moon Kingdom has always followed this rule when distributing porridge: if a prominent family is distributing porridge, the person in charge of distributing the porridge must be a direct descendant of the family; even if they do not personally distribute the porridge, they must be present to supervise in order to prevent stampedes or food waste.
Moreover, the government would also send people to guard the area.
Xiao Yuxi shook her head vigorously and said loudly, "Xixi didn't suffer!"
The stall she was looking at was only for serving minced meat to the elderly, the frail, or the disabled. In fact, there weren't many people at the stall, and most of them left with gratitude. They had experienced hardship and naturally knew how hard-won that spoonful of minced meat was.
It was also the most eye-catching stall in the entire market.
The only meat stall.
Xie Yaochuan held a clean white handkerchief and gently wiped the glistening beads of sweat from her forehead, while also lightly stroking her noticeably flushed cheeks.
Then, without hesitation, he picked her up and went straight into the shop to cool her down.
The place where the porridge was distributed was actually the largest shop owned by the Xie family in the capital. Because of the lush trees outside and the many empty rooms, Xie Yaochuan simply cleaned it all up to house the homeless refugees.
Having experienced everything in his past life, he knew very well that this was just the beginning. Natural disasters and man-made calamities followed one after another, and the situation would only get worse.
Currently, many aristocratic families have attempted to donate a few bushels of grain in exchange for a reputation for "benevolence." However, in reality, they are all extremely stingy. Only when the number of corpses in the capital gradually increases will they realize the true state of affairs.
On one side, there was raging floodwaters and corpses strewn across the land, with countless lives lost in the disaster; on the other side, there was dazzling light and extravagant luxury, a world of dazzling prosperity.
It's so ironic.
The weather is getting hotter every day, and there has been no rain for a long time. It seems that this year's grain will not grow.
Xie Yaochuan stood on the second floor, holding Xiao Yuxi, looking down at the bustling crowd outside with some worry. Although the Mu family was wealthy, they couldn't afford to spend money like this.
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The Mu family's porridge distribution has been ongoing for nearly a month. During this period, many other prominent families have followed suit and also started distributing rice porridge in order to gain a good reputation.
However, most aristocratic families only provided alms for a few days or at most two weeks before stopping, as the number of refugees pouring into the capital was simply too alarming.
Even a large family like the Xie family only lasted for a little over ten days.
In contrast, the Mu family provided thick porridge every day, with some minced meat in it, a practice that was truly admirable.
It can be said that the Mu family practically exhausted their entire fortune to do this.
Moreover, the Mu family even hired a veiled woman to practice medicine and treat the displaced people. Today, the Mu family's prestige even surpasses that of the royal family.
Most aristocratic families were watching and waiting, believing that the Mu family had spent so much money to support those useless people, and that if the supply were to stop, the resentment of these refugees would only deepen.
They all understand this principle, so why doesn't Mu Yunchao, the second young master of the Mu family, understand it?
These people should have been left to fend for themselves.
Mu Yunchao looked down at the last person who took the freshly brewed Chinese medicine and then drank it all, sip by sip.
Mu Yunchao then turned his gaze to Feng Yue, who looked exhausted, and said softly with a faint smile, "Aunt Yue, you've really had a hard time these past few days."
Feng Yue smiled slightly, shook her head gently, and said with a hint of relief, "It's good that you have the foresight to set up such a free clinic in advance. Indeed, quite a few people were bitten by rats or insects on the way. If it weren't for your foresight, it might have really caused a plague."
Mu Yunchao smiled and waved his hand, not taking credit for anything.
Recalling the various tragic events of her past life, she couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow.