Chapter 43

At this point, she sighed with regret: "Why are you like your father? You always keep a straight face when you are young?"

Jiang Chan is helpless. She used to feel too little happiness in modern times, but her mood is much better here because she has gained a lot. It is not only the heartfelt love of Lin and Jiang Sen, but also friendship and so on.

Johnson came to make complaints about Lin's Tucao. He was serious, and he felt a little uncomfortable. "OK, then, if the little cicada is okay, we should go back. It's cold to go back late. You are weak."

Lin Shi glanced at Jiang Sen without saying anything. Now she can't wait to leave the village. Only when she thought that the people who lived next door were the people who treated Jiang Chan badly at the beginning, her heart felt particularly diaphragmatic.

Lin's family is the largest. Jiang Sen and Jiang Chan naturally want to listen to her. It's just that they are impatient to stay here. According to Jiang Chan, it's better to read more books at home at this time.

Just as he helped Lin into the carriage, Wang's loud voice lit up in the next courtyard wall.

"Apricot, tell your mother, who bullied you? See if I don't come to her to argue?"

"Mom, it's nothing, elder sister. She didn't mean it." Jiang Xing's timid voice sounded on the other side. At this time, Jiang Chan didn't know that there was a particularly disgusting creature in the world, called white lotus.

Lin listened very clearly in the carriage. Who are these people? Seeing Lin lift the curtain of the car and get ready to come down, Jiang Chan patted her arm: "what do you have to worry about with them? When they don't exist, we can do what we should do."

Jiang Sen stroked his beard and said with a smile, "yes, we should go back. If her sister-in-law is really angry, let her go to the town to find us. There's nothing else to say."

With the help of his father and daughter, Lin sat down and uncle Zhong drove his carriage away from the village. He left Wang, who was very noisy on the other side of the courtyard wall, and occasionally Jiang Xing added a few words.

Jiang Hai sneered and went back to his room for lunch. Jiang He looked down at the wood with a little rudimentary rabbit in his palm and continued to work in a corner of the yard.

Zhou Xing's little girl is a tiger. She drove her own car in the morning. The sun was just right in the afternoon. Jiang Chan was impatient to sit alone in the carriage, but sat outside and lined up with Zhou Xing's little girl.

When the interest came, she also started to catch the car. She didn't have the restraint that the boudoir lady said she couldn't do this or that, and Lin and Jiang Sen didn't restrain her.

Lin opened the curtain on the window and looked at Jiang Chan's back, which was hard to relax, and the corners of her lips also brought a smile. It seems that Jiang Chan is still happy with them.

Jiang Xing was told by Jiang Chan that she couldn't keep her face on the ground. She went home crying. She even forgot what she wanted to say to Jiang Chan. When she wanted to find Jiang Chan again, she knew that the Jiang Sen family had rushed back to town.

Jiang Xing stamped angrily at the door of Jiang Lin's house. She saw Jiang He sitting in the yard carving wood and shouted angrily, "Jiang He, why don't you call me?"

Jiang He said, "why should I call you? Who are you?"

He is an impatient entertainer. Jiang Xing is so bossy that he treats Jiang He as someone? Can't even call his cousin? It seems that my aunt has spoiled Jiang Xing.

Jiang He shook his head, ignored Jiang Xing jumping at the door and continued to be busy with his own affairs. Looking at the rudimentary rabbit in his hand, Jiang He's face softened.

Jiang Chan sits on the shaft and listens to Zhou Xing's crisp tune. Although there is no good scenery this season, Jiang Chan's mood is very comfortable. Then she feels very beautiful looking at everything.

After the carriage had gone for more than half an hour and was about to get home, Lin suddenly opened the curtain and said to Jiang Chan, "little cicada, there is a temple in the suburbs. Let's go and pay homage tomorrow?"

"OK, do you want to prepare anything?"

"I don't need to prepare anything, just donate some sesame oil money." Lin smiled: "it's a temple. In fact, it's a disease relief workshop."

"Ji Bing Fang?" Jiang Chan repeated, which was the first time she had heard.

"Yes, the so-called disease relief workshop is a place set up by the holy emperor to respect the poor and the elderly. Men and women live separately and are generally located in temples."

As soon as Jiang Sen explained, Jiang Chan understood that this disease relief workshop is the prototype of the current orphanage, but the current orphanage is only the adoption of orphans, not the nature of a nursing home.

Ji'an workshop, Jiang Chan's eyes were blurred, "how does it work normally?"

Nowadays, orphanages mainly rely on donations from social caring people. What about ancient times? Just now Lin said about sesame oil money, which should be equivalent to the donation now.

"One part is sesame oil money, and the other part is that the state and county will arrange supply. Generally, they send money and rice once a week."

Jiang Sen knew more and explained in detail the origin of Jibing workshop with Jiang Chan.

It was only after passing here that Lin thought of not going here for a long time. In the past, she passed every month. One is to pray, the other is to do good deeds.

"We'll go tomorrow." Jiang Chan decided that there was no jijianfang in the original owner's memory, perhaps because the original owner had too little market.

Now that she has made an appointment to go to the disease relief workshop, Jiang Chan has gone back and is preparing. When she was in the orphanage, the operation of the orphanage was not good. It could only be said that she was barely fed and fed.

Jiang Chan guessed that the disease relief workshop also lacked these things, so when she got home in the afternoon, she made arrangements to bring something to the disease relief workshop. Unfortunately, the shops in the town are closed now, and Jiang Chan just wants to buy it and has no place to buy it.

Lin ordered: "just give more money for sesame oil. With silver, they can buy Rice by themselves."

Jiang Chan just gave up and went back to the room. She shook her money box. There was a tinkling sound in it. There was a sound of silver spindle impact. Jiang Chan opened a box full of silver spindles, and at the bottom were several paper silver tickets.

Silver tickets are the recipes she sold to Mingyue building, and silver spindles are the income of the snack shop during this period. Although the shop is small, but a hen laying golden eggs, isn't Jiang Chan's small box full?

Jiang Chan took out several silver tickets and put them aside. After thinking about it, she wanted to pick up two silver spindles, which were estimated to be about five Liang. She stuffed it into her purse. This is tomorrow's sesame oil money.