Qin Yao brought Hua'er and her daughter to Liu Dafu's ancestral home.
Liu Dafu's wife had already cooked a large pot of multi-grain and vegetable porridge with her daughters-in-law. When she saw people coming, she came forward to greet them warmly, which made Hua'er and her group flattered.
Liu Dafu's wife said, "Don't be afraid. We are all the same. Everyone has suffered. We just happen to have some spare energy to help. Let's go into the house and put down our luggage first. You can come over later to get the bowls and chopsticks to serve the porridge!"
Qin Yao introduced to everyone who these people were in the hospital, and emphasized Liu Dafu who sponsored their accommodation, which made him feel so comfortable that he smiled at Qin Yao.
Qin Yao shrugged helplessly. She was not interested in this kind of thing of being a good person to gain face. Since Liu Dafu wanted to take the lead, she just went with the flow and promoted him. It would save her some trouble as well. It was a win-win situation.
Liu Dafu's ancestral house is quite large, with five or six rooms, so it is no problem for it to accommodate 23 people.
Many people came from the village, including the village chief and clan leader, and they expressed a warm welcome to Huaer and his group.
The aroma of food in the yard was really tempting. Hearing Hua'er and others' stomachs growling, Qin Yao suggested that they eat first before chatting.
Hua'er and others looked at her gratefully, then smiled shyly at the people from Liujia Village. They took the hot porridge handed over by Liu Dafu's family, their eyes a little moist.
After they finished their bowl of porridge, the village chief had the opportunity to ask Hua'er and her group where they came from.
It turned out that they all came from a place called Huangque Town. They had fled to Kaiyang County together and had been together for a long time, so they all knew each other.
After understanding the basic situation, Liu Dafu came over and led them to choose a house.
There were three or four families in one room. If there were not enough beds, they would build two with wooden boards. There were walls and tiles, which was much better than the straw huts they had lived in before.
The road construction matter has been handed over to Liu Dafu. After these people were settled, Qin Yao told Huaer and her daughter to follow Liu Dafu and he would make arrangements for them.
Hua'er and her daughter nodded gratefully to show that they understood, and then knelt down to thank Qin Yao for bringing them in.
Qin Yao quickly pulled the father and daughter up and said, "Don't thank me, thank Liu Dafu and the villagers. I just passed on a message."
That being said, Hua'er and her father knew that if she hadn't passed on the message, there would have been no subsequent arrangements.
And they had just noticed some clues. Qin Yao was very prestigious in the village. Whether it was the clan leader, the village chief, or the Liu Dafu family who were in charge of them, they were all polite to her.
"Ma'am, what is your name?" Hua'er suddenly remembered that they didn't even know the name of their benefactor.
All I heard was people from Liujia Village calling her the manager, Yao Niang, Qin Niang, etc.
"My name is Qin Yao." After answering the little girl's question, Qin Yao waved her hand, indicating that they should go into the house, as she was also going home.
"I see that you and your daughter don't have much luggage. Do you need any bedding? I'll ask my Awang to bring you a quilt later." Qin Yao asked with concern.
Hua'er hurriedly thanked him again: "Thank you, ma'am."
"It's okay. I'm leaving now." Qin Yao smiled slightly, said hello to Liu Dafu, called Awang, and went home.
She has to go to the city with the village chief tomorrow, and she has four children waiting for her at home after school, so she doesn't have time to stay here for long.
But seeing how thoughtful Liu Dafu's family was, there was nothing for her to worry about.
The master and servant came out of Liu Dafu's ancestral home, lighting torches and heading home. When they reached the river bank, they heard a joyful voice: "Mother!"
It was Si Niang's voice.
At the door of the mill, four brothers and sisters were standing there holding a lantern, looking out.
Qin Yao hurried to the door of the mill and waved for them to follow. "Have you finished the homework that the teacher left for you?"
San Lang replied, "It's done. All you need to do is recite one poem. Si Niang and I have already memorized it."
Jiro added proudly, "I've also reviewed what I need to learn tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
Qin Yao looked at him with amusement, "As expected of you, King of Volume."
Erlang asked in confusion, "What king are you talking about, mother?"
Awang also looked over here. What kind of title is this?
Qin Yao explained seriously: "It means to praise you for studying hard."
Erlang chuckled, it turned out that his mother was praising him.
"Auntie Yao." Dalang pointed at the bright lights in Liu Dafu's ancestral home and said, "Are those refugees going to stay in our village forever?"
Qin Yao pushed open the door of her house, took Si Niang and San Lang over the high threshold, and briefly explained to the children the arrival of Hua'er and her group.
"Are we going to build a road in our village?" Si Niang's eyes were full of surprise. Although the little girl was young, she knew that building a road was a great joyous event.
Because the villagers always say that it would be great if the roads in the village could be built wider and more solid, so that they can go wherever they want.
Qin Yao nodded, "Yes, we need to repair the road from the village to Xiahe Village, widen the road surface, fill it up and compact it, so that we don't have to worry about the road being too bad when it rains and being late for school."
San Lang asked curiously, "Can I get up later?"
Dalang knocked on Sanlang's forehead and said, "Don't always think about sleeping in. If you go to bed early at night, you won't stay in bed the next day!"
Speaking of this, Sanlang felt aggrieved, because he just liked to get up at night to urinate, and he couldn't control it, otherwise he would wet the bed!
"Mom, my eldest brother always beats me~" Sanlang shrank behind Qin Yao and told tales.
Qin Yao pulled him out and said, "Then you fight back." Then they were even.
Dalang laughed and moved his head closer to let Sanlang hit him. Sanlang raised his little hand but was hesitant to put it down. Finally, he could only snort at his elder brother as a reconciliation.
However, regarding the little guy's frequent nighttime waking, Qin Yao felt that this needed to be changed, so she instructed: "Sanlang, don't drink water before going to bed tonight, and you won't get up so frequently at night."
Sanlang pouted his lips and said "oh", then he would give it a try.
Si Niang raised her hand actively, "Mother, I will help you supervise the little brother."
Qin Yao pinched the little girl's chubby face, "Okay! But it's getting late, Awang, is the hot water ready? Wash your face and feet and go to bed."
Awang's affirmative response came from the kitchen. Qin Yao waved her hand, and the four brothers and sisters rushed to the shower room with a roar.
Awang helped to prepare the hot water. The four brothers and sisters lined up to wash up, then yawned and went back to their rooms to sleep.
Qin Yao came to her room and took out her old bedding. She had Liu Ji wash it and dry it in the sun for several days. The bedding was clean and had no odor at all.
"Awang, take this quilt to Huaer and her daughter." Qin Yao ordered.
Awang came over like a whirlwind and took the bedding, then went out like a whirlwind and came back in less than half a minute.
"You flew over there?" Qin Yao asked in surprise.
Awang closed the gate and answered seriously, "Yes."
Qin Yao's mind moved, "Can I learn it?"
"No, you're too old."
Qin Yao:!!!
Awang: "But the Third Young Master and the Fourth Young Miss can."
Qin Yao glanced at him coldly. That's fine. (End of this chapter)
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