Yang Zhao took one look and quickly stepped forward to hold the old man up: "Grandpa Yun, you can't do that."
Afraid that Old Man Yun would kneel again, Yang Zhao lifted him up and stuffed the dirty little ball in his arms into his arms: "This little kid must be hungry. He almost grabbed some mud and ate it just now. Please find the child's mother."
This little ball was one of the few who stayed behind after the group of children ran away.
They look like they are only eight or nine months old.
Seeing that their older brothers and sisters had left, they crawled around in all directions, and some even performed a show of grabbing mud and stuffing it into their mouths on the spot.
Except for the one in Yang Zhao's arms.
The maids behind her were each holding one in their hands, blinking their cute big eyes, either grabbing the other's earrings or curiously pulling at the other's hair.
Old Man Yun was stunned when a baby was stuffed into his mouth.
It wasn't until the baby crawled into his arms that he reacted. After taking a look at the baby, he quickly turned around and shouted at the top of his voice: "Old Han's family, come here quickly and take your baby back."
The old man has no milk!
“Hey! Here they come…”
A woman in her early twenties quickly squeezed out from behind the crowd.
She was very thin, really as tall and thin as a bamboo pole. Her sleeves were rolled up, and her exposed hands were stained with water, as if she had just washed her hands. Her patched clothes were still stained with mud...
After she squeezed out, she hurriedly took the baby from Old Man Yun's arms.
But she didn't leave. Instead, she knelt down before Yang Zhao, holding the baby in her arms. Then, she pulled the older child who was following behind her to kneel as well. She raised her bright eyes to look at Yang Zhao and said, "My benefactor, you are finally here. We haven't had time to thank you for your kindness yet! Please accept our greetings today."
After saying that, she pressed her eldest child's head and knocked down towards Yang Zhao together.
When everyone present saw this, they all knelt down immediately.
One by one, they pulled their children over and kowtowed to Yang Zhao: "Benefactor, please accept our worship."
"Yes, benefactor, this old man will also kneel down to you."
Old Man Yun was so excited that he wanted to kneel down again.
Yang Zhao quickly supported Old Man Yun and said with a headache, "Grandpa Yun, your kneeling and worshipping me with such great respect will easily shorten my lifespan."
Most of them are elderly people.
Yang Zhao never liked people kneeling down to express gratitude, so he said to everyone, "Everyone, please stand up quickly."
Except for the one holding the baby, the other maids hurried forward to help the elderly men in front up.
Xier followed suit, supporting a white-haired grandmother and saying, "Grandma, my aunt said we have to get up, or we'll shorten our lives."
When the old woman saw Xier, tears came to her eyes.
She thought of her poor little grandson.
The old woman wiped her tears and said quickly, "It won't shorten your lifespan. I'll make a longevity tablet for you, my benefactor, and light three sticks of incense every morning and evening to pray for you. You will surely live a long and prosperous life..."
"Yes, then we can all offer a longevity tablet to our benefactor!"
"Uncle Wang, I remember you're a good carver. Please make one for me when the time comes..."
"I want one too."
"I want one too..."
The crowd that had just stood up immediately started chattering. Among them, the old man called Uncle Wang smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, I'll make one for each of you..."
Yang Zhao: ...?
Fortunately, this situation did not last long.
After Old Man Yun calmed down from his excitement, he calmed down and had the baby taken back home, then told everyone to go about their business.
In the end, only a few older ones were left.
"My benefactor, please don't mind it."
"None of us are well-educated, but we sincerely want to thank you. If we hadn't met your caravan on the way to the capital, none of us old folks, children, and women would have made it to the capital."
"Yes, benefactor, you have given us such a place to stay, sent us so many things, and helped us build many houses. We really don't know how to thank you..." An old man burst into tears as he spoke.
"Alright, alright, why are you crying?"
Old Man Yun was afraid of displeasing Yang Zhao, so he sent those old men away and then took Yang Zhao into the village to show her the situation inside Qiyang Village.
Qi Yang = Qi Yang.
In fact, someone suggested using the two words Qi Yang at first, but later they remembered that the benefactor's name was imperially conferred, so the only old scholar in the village who still had some knowledge gave it a new name with the same pronunciation.
Everyone in the village is very satisfied with the name of the village.
"My benefactor, have a drink of water."
"My benefactor, please drink this. This is sugar water..."
"My benefactor, these sweet potatoes are freshly baked, they smell so good..."
"My benefactor, I have some preserved fruits that I made myself..."
"My benefactor..."
Along the way, the villagers were extremely enthusiastic. Regardless of whether they had anything good at home, they racked their brains and brought out the best things in their homes.
If there really wasn't any, they even brought water.
So along the way, the maids and servants behind Yang Zhao had so many things in their hands that they could hardly hold them all. Even Xiao Hei had a lot of things hanging on him, so he didn't dare to shake his tail too hard.
Xier also had many more wreaths on her head.
There were also various straw-woven animals, which made her so happy that her eyebrows and eyes curved into crescent shapes.
"My benefactor, a little further ahead are the houses built with the bricks and tiles of the Shen family. There are more than ten of them!" Old Man Yun smiled and pointed at the houses inside the village.
In fact, the village is not yet complete.
But the dozen or so rooms inside are all completed.
Old Man Yun took Yang Zhao in to take a look.
Living inside were some elderly people who were too old to walk, and some injured beggars...
Someone is taking care of you.
But the conditions will not be very good, after all, this village has just begun to be formed.
Yang Zhao saw it all, but didn't say anything.
"Grandpa Yun."
There were several little beggars living in a larger house. When they saw Old Man Yun, they all wanted to stand up. One of the beggars had even lost his calves. He was stunned for a moment and also wanted to stand up excitedly.
Old Man Yun took one look and quickly said, "No need to get up. Stay put and don't hurt your wounds."
When the other beggars heard this, they all behaved themselves.
Only the beggar who had lost his calf looked at Old Man Yun anxiously, opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out. He could only excitedly try to stand up.
But the more anxious I am, the harder it is to get up.
Finally, he looked at Old Man Yun with tears in his eyes... or rather, at Yang Zhao beside Old Man Yun...
“Ahhhhh…”
She opened her mouth and made an "ah ah" sound, while her hands were gesturing anxiously.
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