My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

Chapter 86: God's daughter

Chapter 86: Heaven’s Daughter

Suisui stands in the granary.

The little girl looked around, but there was no one there.

 Then he put his little hands into the grain.

Taking a gentle breath, he stuffed food into it one after another.

Today I took two hundred kilograms and stuffed two thousand kilograms in at once.

  "Do good things yourself, and don't cause trouble to others..." the little girl muttered to herself, and then crawled out of the dog hole, not forgetting to block the dog hole.

"Two hundred catties a day, how long can I eat two thousand catties?" Suisui counted her fingers, she should be able to eat it for five days, right?

 Well, come back in five days!

As soon as the little girl came home, Yanchuan walked home in the dark.

Yanchuan, who was over fifty years old, didn't look very good-looking. He picked up the bone porridge prepared by Mrs. Lin and drank two large bowls of it. I was hungry all day and couldn't bear to eat.

Ah Yue filled a basin of hot water to soak his feet.

"What's going on outside? Does the court have any relief measures?" Old Mrs. Lin was sitting under the lamp sewing clothes. The Chinese New Year was about to come, and she had to make new clothes for little cutie Suisui.

"It's a ridiculous disaster relief measure. They locked the refugees out of the city. When we passed by, there was a child huddled in the corner, frozen and stiff. Hey, if it had been half an hour earlier, maybe a hot porridge would help." Yan Chuan's brows were filled with a bit of anger.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

The county government is still singing and dancing to celebrate the New Year.

 The gap is really huge.

"We've finished work today, and there are still a steady stream of victims arriving. I'm afraid I'll have to bring more food there tomorrow..." Yanchuan glanced at Suisui, who blinked and ate the rice like a chicken. Similar.

“It is said that auspicious snow heralds a good year. The New Year is coming soon, but I don’t know if everyone can survive this disaster.” The snow is too heavy this year, hey.

"We built several large sheds with charcoal fires inside. Some refugees were grateful and spontaneously found dry firewood. They rested in the sheds at night and could stay warm." The sheds were large, and the surroundings were blocked tightly with straw. There was a roaring fire inside, which made it warm on this cold night.

Lin was slightly relieved.

After Yanchuan had dinner, he went to the granary to load the food for tomorrow.

"Let's go, the village chief will bring the key. Let's go load the grain..." The eldest brother held Suisui. Only the village chief can keep the key to the granary.

 But Suisui is young, so Yanchuan does the work for the time being.

 She was so short that she couldn't even reach the big lock with her hands.

If you step on a stool to open the door, it will really lose the dignity of the village chief.

Suisui usually loves to laugh and make fun, but today she is particularly dull. Her little head is lowered, and you can tell what she is thinking at a glance.

 “Suisui is unhappy?” Yanchuan asked gently, his brows filled with concern.

Suisui shook her head, paused, and then raised her head hesitantly.

“Brother, what should you do if everyone is opposed to what you want to do?” She was walking on the road today, and the villagers snorted heavily when they saw her. She felt so sad.

She knew the plot, but she didn't dare to tell it without permission.

Wangjiacun and Xiushan County are suffering from severe symptoms.

  Barbarian is a man-made disaster. If she publicizes it and the other party changes its strategy, Xiushan County will lose even the slightest advantage.

 She has food, but she is too young to take it out.

It can only be used through her status as Wangjiacun. She can make up for the food, but it is difficult for the village to account for it.

Yanchuan knew that it must be today that she suffered the cold shoulder from others and felt bad.

"Suisui, brother knows that you are different from ordinary people. You only need to do what you think is right, and leave the rest to brother, okay?" Yanchuan knelt down and rubbed her little face.

 In the past, her eyes were like those of a baby with little stars, but now her eyes are covered with a thin veil, as if she is extremely unhappy.

“Don’t be afraid, what you want to do must be reasonable. Brother believes in you.” Yan Chuan gave her a heavy kiss on the cheek.

The little girl suddenly grinned in embarrassment and smiled happily.

Yanchuan took out the key and opened the granary door.

As soon as the door opened... there was a crash, and the food in the room came crashing out and covered his feet.

 Yanchuan? ! !

The young man was in a rare daze. He looked down at his sister and then at the obviously extra food.

Yanchuan’s head was buzzing.

The little guy looked down at his feet with an innocent face, and felt his brother's eyes and laughed again.

Yanchuan took a deep breath and silently loaded three hundred kilograms.

 Push the grain inward again, cover it up until no trace is visible at all, and then take the grain back with it.

 His silly sister...

 At night, Suisui was still lying glumly.

 “Not happy…not happy anymore.” Suisui’s bulging face was as wrinkled as a meat bun.

At this moment, the palace was in chaos.

"What's going on? What's going on? Little Fubao was burned by sky fire on the left side of his face when he was offering sacrifices to heaven. It's not healed yet? Why did the late emperor's tablet suddenly fall down? Go and tell your majesty! Is this another bad omen?" The little **** of the palace rushed out.

Just as he left the house, the tablets of emperors in the sacrificial hall fell to the ground one after another.

There were many trembling little eunuchs kneeling below, shouting for forgiveness from their ancestors.

The lights in the palace were brightly lit, and the imperial advisor was even invited into the palace in the middle of the night.

After the Imperial Master hurriedly entered the palace for inspection, he looked in the direction of Wangshan Mansion and remained silent for a long time.

The white-haired man frowned, "There are wars and natural disasters at the border. It's probably because our ancestors are worried about national affairs. Your Majesty, please don't worry..."

The emperor was wearing bright yellow pajamas, with a tired face.

The emperor had just experienced the fire from heaven and had knelt in front of all the people for three days for his sins. Now the slightest noise was enough to make him restless day and night.

“Send one hundred thousand catties of grain to the border gate. It must be delivered within three days!” After thinking about it, he stroked his eyebrows.

 The **** behind him frowned slightly.

"Last time...the village where the locusts were burned to death last time was given a heavy reward to the village chief!" Fortunately, the locusts were burned that time, otherwise the losses would be even greater. At that moment, the emperor suddenly remembered.

"Then...what's the reward?" the **** asked in a low voice.

The eldest prince is now nearly thirty years old, and the eldest son is already about the same age as the prince.

The prince has only turned fourteen during the Lantern Festival, so the eldest prince is naturally more intimidating in the court.

Originally, we were trying not to give the prince food and grass, but now, I'm afraid everything has been disrupted.

 Finally cut off the prince's supply of food at the border...

Why.

He was actually saved by God.

"Just after the locust plague, there must be a shortage of food. I will reward you with five thousand catties of grain and five hundred taels of silver. Various cloths and a plaque." The emperor rubbed his brows. This time, the sky fire was a warning from God.

No one knew that countless carts of food left the capital on a cold night.

 He headed all the way towards Wangshan Mansion.

The Imperial Master left the palace gate worriedly and walked all the way towards the Yan family.

Yan Jiaojiao hurt her cheek and now lost her temper in the house.

The white-haired man had a flash of doubt in his eyes, why would God hurt Fu Bao? Obviously, she is the darling of this world.

 What is wrong?

 (End of this chapter)

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