Huo Xiaolong and his group didn't leave. They stayed at the corner gate and watched the group eat their fill. Then, the ladies from the porridge distribution stalls on the street behind them started to come over. Little Tuanzi and her friends ran home.
"What's wrong? Little Long'er, why are you crying?" Hou Xiangxiang was startled by the sudden tears, and the little girl hurriedly asked.
"What's wrong? Don't cry. Who made you unhappy?" Da Ni'er's mind raced as she tried to think of who had upset Huo Xiaolong in the past few days.
"Why...why do people...have to live such a miserable life? Why is life so hard? Waaah!"
The little dumpling was sobbing and crying, unable to speak clearly, and her sobs were rising upwards.
Wang Bin finally caught up with her three times, only to hear Huo Xiaolong say those words. The young man, who had studied the classics for many years, stopped at the door, equally unable to recover for a long time.
Yes, they just want to live. They don't want to live well or become rich and powerful. Just being alive is enough.
The crying little dumpling gradually calmed down, sat on the little wooden horse without saying a word, put her hands on the wooden handles, and her thoughts returned to her previous life.
I don't know if she lived too well in her past life, but she thinks that being fed and clothed is the most basic thing, and that even if things are bad, people won't starve to death. How could she be starving like this?
How can people perish because of hunger and cold?
But in his past life, he wasn't as happy or as good as he is now. This is something Huo Xiaolong is certain of.
If she hadn't met them, the people at the brothel, and her own parents, she would definitely be just like in her previous life, without any emotions or fluctuations.
They also won't feel sad or empathize with others.
But of all people, God sent her here, and she just happened to meet these people.
"I just feel that life is really hard." Huo Xiaolong leaned back on the rocking horse, which creaked and swayed.
"Sigh," Hou Xiangxiang sighed.
Dani sat silently beside them. She thought of the people on the grassland. In the winter, they, like the people she had just met, had nothing to eat and were starving.
Then those who had no food gathered together and went to Dayan to steal and rob.
Just as the atmosphere in the room was becoming somewhat somber, Huo Panlijian arrived with his younger siblings to find Huo Xiaolong. The door was ajar. Seeing the little girl swaying back and forth on the rocking horse with red eyes, the little girl asked...
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
The little dumpling looked up at the person who had come in, and asked with a pitiful expression.
How did you survive before?
"ah?"
Weren't you hungry before?
I'm hungry.
The little girl with the hawthorn hair tie still didn't understand what Huo Xiaolong wanted to ask, so she squatted down and said...
"By the way, my Grandpa Bai asked me to ask you, what do you want to do in the future?"
"Huh? What?"
"right!"
"have no idea……"
Little Tuanzi really doesn't know what to do now that she has enough to eat, warm clothes, and people who love her and whom she loves.
Should she continue serving in the army? But serving in the army means being far from home. Now that she has a family, she just wants to stay at home and stay with her two mothers for the rest of her life.
"Do you have a wish? A wish!"
"My current wish is that no one will starve or freeze to death, but..."
Okay, I understand.
The little girl rushed out again with her younger siblings, and it's unclear why she came to ask all this. It was like an interlude that saved the mood, and the little dumpling was no longer sad.
"Let's go!" Huo Xiaolong said to his girlfriends.
Where are you going?
"Let's go watch the porridge distribution."
"Let's go then."
They had just returned when they ran off again. Wang Bin resignedly followed behind the group of kids. They were all busy lately, and the adults in the family were too busy to keep an eye on them.
Cen Ang and He Yi were busy setting up the paper mill, Aunt Wang was busy making sesame cakes, and the ladies of Fengyue Tower were busy going door-to-door for beauty treatments.
Hua Luan then assigned a few guards to her son, so that he could follow behind the three girls and take care of them.
"Come and line up with your pass; those without a pass, go over there!"
"No cutting in line! No making noise!"
"If you're not feeling well, go over there to have your pulse checked!"
"Enter the city in an orderly manner to collect your land documents!"
The constables directed the refugees in an orderly manner, and long queues formed at the porridge stalls set up by wealthy women from various households.
"My son, we'll be making this our home from now on."
Sun Ye said to the child in her arms.
"This is much better than where we live."
"The women here don't need to wear veils. Look, there are even women setting up stalls."
"Really? Let me see!"
"It really is there, look!"
"That would be great! I wonder if we could talk to the officials and get a spot for us to share a stall together?"
"Great!" Sun Ye thought these women were all very capable.
The woman took a deep breath. Unlike before, the sky here seemed very close to her.
So close that you could reach out and touch the white clouds in the sky.
My husband, I've come back to life. I will raise our little tiger well, and when he grows up, I'll have him come and take you home.
Miss Huo said her wish is that no one will freeze or starve to death.
Hearing what the little girl said to him upon her return, the white-bearded old man on the bed smiled.
The supreme ruler, this is truly the Purple Star of the Great Yan.
Master, I didn't miscalculate.
"Then you'll have to help Miss Huo fulfill this wish from now on, understand?"
“It’s a bit difficult… There are a lot of hungry people right outside the county town gate, Grandpa,” Huo Panlijian said honestly, leaving the old man on the bed speechless.
"I'll help you later! Later! Not now!"
"Okay, I'll do my best then."
Grandpa, we can write now!
At the older sister's prompting, several little children rushed into the old woman's arms and acted coquettishly, while a little girl next to them smiled, revealing a few teeth.
"What can you write now? Show me how you write it on Grandpa's hand."
"dragon!"
"Wow, our little Wu is so amazing! He can even write the character for 'dragon' now!"
"Yes! It's just that Miss Huo's name is a bit difficult to write, not as simple as some of mine!"
Hahahahaha
Huo Panlijian had already left the room and was sitting on the steps by the door, listening to the laughter and chatter inside, holding a few large characters written by his younger brother and sister-in-law in his hand.
In the past few days, she has also learned the name Huo Xiaolong.
The little girl knew that the wish was far away and the road was long. She might not be able to help her realize this wish in her lifetime, but she would try her best. If she couldn't do it herself, she had her younger siblings, and if that didn't work, she had their children.
As long as you're alive, there's hope.
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