"Wait and see. I'll ask. If she doesn't care about you, I can't help it." The old lady shook her head.
"Mother, you can go now. The children's marriage can't be delayed."
"If you really want me to go, you can't go today! Wait for her to calm down! No one has seen you today. I have to be scolded by her when I go. " The old lady got angry and left.
There are only five women in the hall looking at each other.
"Mom, what do you have for lunch today? Is there any meat? "
"Well, I haven't eaten meat for a long time. I want to eat it, too."
Several children began to swallow.
Two sister-in-law are suffering now. How can they afford to buy meat now? Now it's all up to my parents-in-law's savings to eat. They eat whatever they give them.
……
Another two months passed in a twinkling of an eye, and it was already winter, and the safe house had used charcoal pots.
Zhao Xiang sent a letter to see her, changed his clothes safely, put on a thick cloak and went out.
When she came into the restaurant, Zhao Xiang was very happy. When she came in, he would grin to the back of his ear.
"Do you know what our harvest is?" Zhao Xiang looks at her mysteriously.
"How much?"
"Ten times more than before! My God, there are so many rice and potatoes! There's no room for more! " Zhao Xiang's chicken is not frozen.
"Well, you still have to find a way to store the good ones. They are all of great use." Peace said.
"What's the use?"
"Then you will know." Ping'an didn't explain to him much, just smiled mysteriously.
Zhao Xiang, "..."
……
A week later, it was snowing rarely in the country of Meng, which killed countless people, animals and livestock. Refugees suddenly increased. Because of this, the emperor had been discussing countermeasures with the courtiers.
We all agreed that we should set up a porridge shop, give porridge to refugees, and send some quilts and cotton padded clothes to keep warm.
It's a good idea, but the State Treasury's granary is not abundant. It can't bring out too much grain at all. It can last half a month at most.
What's more, now all the victims are flocking to Kyoto. There are more and more people, and the dead people on the road are everywhere.
The emperor was at a loss.
When Zhao Xiang came to see his emperor's uncle, he was still very nervous, but he was very happy when he thought of what Luo Qingqing told him.
Because he knew that the time had come for her to show her strength and let everyone look up to her.
When the emperor saw this nephew, he didn't have much expression. Zhao Xiang's mother was not the sister of the emperor and his mother, so he was not very close.
But after all, it's the royal family, and the emperor will protect one or two.
"I heard that you have something important to ask me. If you have something, please let me know." The emperor is a little tired at the moment. After all, the problem of food can not be solved with money. You have to have food, too.
Zhao Xiang immediately knelt down and said, "uncle, I know that the snow disaster is serious now. You are short of food, so I plan to take out the food I saved this year for disaster relief."
The emperor was shocked for a moment. Then he thought, how much food can this child have? But his heart is good, he said, "I know you want to do your best, but..."
"Uncle, I have a lot of food there. If it is well controlled, it will be enough for the victims to eat the Spring Festival." Zhao Xiang raised his head and grinned.