Ahua's voice wasn't forceful; it was even quite gentle, just casual conversation.
Ahua certainly saw the disapproval in Zhang Liao's eyes, but she didn't care and instead smiled gently at him.
But then she turned to look at Qi Nuan, clearly still waiting for Qi Nuan's answer.
"Yes," Qi Nuan replied affirmatively.
People nowadays only ask for enough to eat and wear. Since it is something that benefits the people, why hide it?
Seeing Qi Nuan nod, Ahua smiled slightly. She knew that Xiao Niba had always been a kind person.
Since that's the case, she can rest assured.
Happy times are always short-lived. Jiang Yu took Zhang Liao and Jiang Ming back to the prefectural government, while Qi Nuan remained at the Jiang residence.
The place is well-managed by Ahua and the others, and it is the safest and most relaxing place for Qi Nuan and the others.
They set up a charity hall, which housed elderly people with no one to rely on and homeless orphans. Wang Er was in charge of managing it, while Jiang Ming assisted him.
Wang Er is kind-hearted but sometimes too soft-hearted, while Jiang Ming always obeys Jiang Yu. He is very strict but also knows how to adapt.
They both managed the charity hall very well.
The people in the charity hall were very happy to see Qi Nuan and the others arrive.
"Sister and brother are here."
When some children saw Qi Nuan and the others, they shouted and ran into the yard.
"Didn't Young Master and Brother Jiang Ming come?"
The little boy looked them over, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes, but he still asked Wang Er, unwilling to give up.
"They're very busy, they'll come see you again next time, Little Stone," Wang Er explained, affectionately stroking the little boy's head.
He has deep feelings for the people here. Qi Nuan strongly suspects that he has a kind of self-compensation mentality, and he sees the orphans in the charity hall as his own childhood.
When they met, Wang Er was the oldest, and he had experienced the most and suffered a lot. Seeing these children reminded him of his own childhood.
Therefore, he always unconsciously wanted to be kinder to these children, as if it were a way of treating himself when he was a child.
"I know, young master must be busy making sure we have enough to eat. We will definitely repay young master when we grow up."
"Me too."
The other children quickly chimed in.
The old man standing to the side looked on with complete agreement.
Upon seeing this, Ahua's eyes flickered slightly.
Although Jiang Yu rarely comes to the Charity Hall, he has a high reputation there. Qi Nuan thinks this is probably all thanks to Jiang Ming, but Zhang Liao's contribution is also indispensable.
In Jiang Ming's eyes, everything revolves around Jiang Yu, and he will do anything that benefits Jiang Yu.
Zhang Liao was similar; he would not let go of anything that was beneficial to the greater good.
Sometimes Qi Nuan even wondered if Jiang Ming was just a mindless fan of Jiang Yu.
Of course, everyone except Wang Er knew what Jiang Ming and Zhang Liao were up to, but so what? They weren't naive idealists.
No one would question this approach; for people of that era, simply being alive was the greatest blessing.
Wang Er went to explain some matters to the manager here.
Ahua teaches the girls here some simple needlework. Jiang Minghe is responsible for collecting and selling the finished embroidery, which also provides these children with some income.
Xiangxiang would occasionally come to treat the people at the charity hall, but she always refused when someone asked her to teach them medicine.
First, they are afraid of trouble.
Secondly, the qualifications of these people have not yet reached the level that makes her want to take them on as apprentices.
Of course, no one else had any ideas. In this era, most people's skills were not passed on to outsiders. Having a skill was very useful. Although others wanted to learn, they were not forced to. Some children who were unwilling to give up would try to curry favor with Xiangxiang when she came, hoping to win her over.
Xiangxiang never cared, and of course, she didn't care when they were secretly learning from her.
What they can learn is their skill.
Qingqing and Amu taught the children martial arts. Compared to Ahua and Xiangxiang, Qingqing came much more often and taught them more diligently.
There is currently no school in the charity hall; only some literate elderly people teach these children to recognize some simple characters.
Qi Nuan would come sometimes, but to the other children, Qi Nuan was just a child. Moreover, Qi Nuan hadn't shown any special skills, so they didn't really trust her.
But perhaps because Qi Nuan was dressed in rich clothes and often spent time with Jiang Yu, they treated her with great respect.
Qi Nuan sometimes felt quite useless, but she was also very content.
Sometimes she would go to watch Qingqing and the others practice martial arts, and sometimes she would teach Ahua needlework. Although she said she was good at it, she also learned a little bit after watching so much.
The same goes for medical skills, and Xiangxiang was very enthusiastic about teaching her medical skills, so Qi Nuan studied diligently.
Medical skills are always important; you never know when they might become a means of saving your life.
Qingqing, wielding a long whip, was undoubtedly beautiful—bright, confident, flamboyant, and passionate. No wonder Xiaoxing couldn't see anyone else besides her.
The little girls on the field looked at her with starry eyes, full of admiration.
Qi Nuan glanced at it and then decided to go to the lobby to find Xiang Xiang.
She had only taken a few steps when she heard Xiangxiang's voice.
"You can leave, but I won't."
The tall trees concealed her figure, and just as she was about to step forward, she heard an old, hoarse voice say, "Do you think that guy surnamed Jiang is any good person? He's just using you."
"This is none of your business." Xiangxiang looked at the old woman in front of her with indifferent eyes.
The old woman looked at the little girl in front of her. She was not only incredibly smart and adorable, but also exceptionally gifted, which she had always been very proud of.
Now, she looked down at her with no emotion in her eyes, and she gripped her cane tightly.
"My long-standing teacher-student relationship can't make you trust me, which is my failure. But whether you believe me or not, I've always been sincere towards you."
Xiangxiang just looked at her without saying anything, but there was still a hint of emotion in her eyes.
Just as the old woman was about to speak, a group of children ran by, and one of the children greeted them, "Sister Xiangxiang, Moamo."
The two fell silent when a child called out, "Sister Qi Nuan, you're here too!"
Qi Nuan had a bad feeling and felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't show it on her face and said very naturally, "I'm here to see your Sister Xiangxiang."
"Anuan, you're here. Let's go."
Xiangxiang naturally took Qi Nuan's hand, and Qi Nuan couldn't tell whether she knew that Xiangxiang had been eavesdropping.
Qi Nuan could only leave with her. As if sensing something, she turned around and saw the old woman, whom the children called Mo Amo, looking at her.
There was an indescribable chill in her eyes.
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