Chapter 4111

Seeing that Qin Wuyan was expressionless and didn't intend to answer, Zhuang Qingyun said worriedly: "Min Huizhu is not some inexperienced young lady, let alone an innocent and harmless lady raised in a deep boudoir. She and Xiaoyu, But two completely different types of people..."

Qin Wuyan whispered softly: "I know."

After a pause, he said again: "Xiaoyu is always my wife. As for me and Min Huizhu, it's not what you imagined."

Zhuang Qingyun sighed: "It doesn't matter what I think, the important thing is, once Xiaoyu knows about you and Min Huizhu, what will she think?"

"Xiao Yu won't know about this." Qin Wuyan sneered: "I will never allow Xiao Yu to know about this matter. After I deal with all this, it is impossible for idle people who have nothing to do with Xiao Yu to come into contact with them." she."

Zhuang Qingyun asked again: "Zhuang Minghao, how long do you plan to keep him?"

"Let's wait until I finish cleaning up those people in the Min Mansion who once helped Zhuang Minghao and Zhuang Mingyan.

How did my older brother and younger brother pass away, so let him have a taste of this..." Qin Wuyan clamped his horse's belly, and rode quickly down the mountain.

Zhuang Qingyun followed behind, "Ayan, listen to my advice, don't fight with the devil for too long."

Those who fight with demons for too long will eventually become demons one day.

Qin Wuyan didn't say a word, the dew rolled on the dead branches and leaves, and there was a sound that seemed like nothing.

The two had just descended the mountain when they heard a faint cry from nearby. The cry was not loud and weak, but it was extremely sad.

Qin Wuyan and Zhuang Qingyun looked at each other, they shook the reins at the same time, and walked towards the place where they were crying.

When they got closer, they saw a few people kneeling in front of several mounds of graves, crying heartbroken.

There were a few children kneeling behind the adult, their faces were dull, skinny, and their faces were numb.

Qin Wuyan got off his horse, strode over, took out the snacks he was carrying with him, handed them to a few children, and asked the crying one, "What's wrong with you?"

One of the old people who turned his head saw Qin Wuyan, saw the crumbs stained on Qin Wuyan's fingers, swallowed, and cried, "The male laborer in the family has been arrested as a strong man, we all Those who died of starvation starved to death, those who died of illness died of illness, and those who died of freezing died of freezing.

It's winter again, and the grass roots in the ground are gone, my grandchildren are skinny and hungry, how will I live in the future, pity me for my old bones..."

The old man started to cry, and together with the few bony women with gray and blue faces, they also started to cry loudly.

Qin Wuyan's ears were buzzing, looking at these people who were crying hoarsely, he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

From these blurred faces, Qin Wuyan can still vaguely distinguish the familiar eyebrows and eyes in these faces. Some of them once handed themselves half a sweet potato when they were most sad and helpless, and there were also people who helped Those who bury the bodies of their loved ones...

Zhuang Qingyun grabbed a piece of silver from the wallet he was carrying and handed it over: "Take this money first, buy some food for the elderly and children, and get through this winter.

I heard that Miss Zhuang has set up a porridge shed nearby, why don't you go to get the porridge? "

When the woman heard it, she cried even harder: "Where is there any porridge shed, there was indeed a porridge shed in the beginning, and the eldest lady of the farmer would come to see it.

Later, Miss Zhuangjia didn't come here at all, and these people were obsessed with others, and there were only a few grains of rice in a bowl of clear water, and later, they couldn't even see the grains of clear water..."