Mother Cen and He Yi had already gone to their busy work, and the girls had also returned to the brothel to lend a hand. Liu Xu stood on the city wall, watching this scene with a smile on her face. When she was bought back before, she had to bind her chest and wrap herself up every day, making herself breathless.
It wasn't until Cen's mother burned the corset while she was taking a bath and gave her a long and earnest lecture that Liu Xu came to be the way she is today.
Long'er separated men and women because many of these refugees were couples, and many were single men and women. If someone had any improper intentions, the doctors couldn't keep an eye on them every day.
There are blind spots where the soldiers on the city wall are not visible, so it is easier to manage them if they are separated.
A few days later, the women also discovered that although Huo Xiaolong appeared somewhat stern and unsmiling, he was actually very warm-hearted in private. In order not to expose Miss Huo's true character, they generally did not speak to Huo Xiaolong.
Miss Hou was busy taking pulses and prescribing medicine every day and didn't have much free time.
The dark-skinned girl looked intimidating.
Only Sun Zixi was very open and chatted with them while registering, and the girls would occasionally share their late-night snacks with the children.
"Miss Sun, do women here also have their marriages arranged by their parents?"
"Of course, my parents need to agree, but I won't force them if they don't want to."
"Then... are there people who sell or abandon their daughters?"
“They used to exist, but they don’t anymore, because we don’t have child abductors here.”
"No kidnappers?"
"That's right. Even if you take your child out on the street and the child gets lost, you can just call out and the constables and yamen runners will come to help you find him. As long as there are no kidnappers, the child won't get lost. And that guy just holds the child up on his head and shouts at the top of his lungs, 'Whose child is lost!'"
These words elicited a faint laugh from the woman behind him.
"Then why is Miss Huo spending money and effort to help us?"
These words made Sun Zixi pause with her brush in her hand. She then looked at the young woman standing in front of the main tent handling various matters and smiled as she spoke.
"Because she has a kind heart; she cares not only about the people around her, but also about you all."
"She's been like this since she was little; she can't stand seeing people suffer."
“Miss Huo is truly a bodhisattva. Once we get through this ordeal, we will definitely build a temple and sculpt a golden statue for her.”
Many men among the refugees had complaints about Huo Xiaolong and his group, but Wu Tao suppressed them all.
Wu Tao is the kind of person who is very self-aware. He enjoys his rights as a man both at home and outside, while remaining silent about the injustices suffered by women.
He felt he was a good husband and father; at least, he had never laid a hand on his wife, nor had he ever said a harsh word to her.
He just wanted to shut himself in and live his own quiet life.
Now that they've finally found a way to survive, what can men and women do?
"We're in a border town now, not in Jiangnan anymore. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Just accept it."
Wu Tao didn't care. He always treated his wife with respect at home. Those who complained and were indignant were simply enjoying the advantages that gender brought them. They were indignant because those advantages were gone.
For example, right now, there's no one to serve them; the women in the house are all alive, but they're not around.
No one will pour me a cup of hot water if I want to drink it.
“Boss, our wives are both alive, but no one will even pour them a cup of hot water. This is...unacceptable! We never had this problem at home…”
"Don't you have hands?" Wu Tao's wife happened to come over to help Huo Xiaolong deliver some things to the man, and upon hearing this, she immediately retorted.
"Wife," Wu Tao called out to the person who had come.
"You too, don't you have hands?"
Thinking about how her husband used to come home and lie down on the bed, the woman got angry and took the opportunity to retort to her husband.
Are they tired from farming every day? Well, what about us? We have to go to the fields with you, farm, and then come home to take care of our in-laws, do laundry, cook, clean, and take care of the kids. Aren't we tired?
After spending a lot of time with Huo Xiaolong and the other girls, the woman came to understand one thing: nothing is a given.
Wu Tao stood there, somewhat at a loss, watching his wife's departing figure.
"Boss, look, if it weren't for those few..."
"Shut up. If you say another bad word about those ladies, don't blame me for being ruthless."
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