Ziyan's face was a little red: "Sister, I am not only for you, but also for the child in your belly. Can the emperor's children be the same as ordinary people's? Even if you despise yourself, don't you want princes and daughters to be like you?" Can't you be self-deprecating?"
After a while, Zixuan had nothing to say.
Rong Chang'an looked at Zi Yan coldly: "I'm afraid that someone is a glutton, in name it's for the child in Zi Xuan's stomach, but in fact it's for the sake of cheating! Alright, boss, you can follow what this court lady said. Go get ready."
"Yes, I'm going to prepare now." The shop owner actually has his own plan. When Rong Changan leaves, he will write a sign outside the door, which says that Empress Rong and the two noble concubines have been here before Which dish, which kind of noodles he has eaten, his business will definitely be booming in the future.
Ziyan was very upset when she heard Rong Changan's words: "Rong Changan, what are you talking about? Who is the maid?"
Rong Changan snorted coldly: "You don't look like a court lady because you don't have enough to eat and drink! If you are called a noble concubine, wouldn't it cause me and sister Zixuan to be laughed at by others."
While talking, a man and a woman walked by the door, the woman was carrying two baskets, and in the baskets sat two carrot-headed children, a boy and a girl, staring deep-set eyes full of hunger, making them People can't bear to take a second look.
The man was wearing a tattered straight gown, and the headband was also rotten. He was probably a scholar from the countryside.
He bowed to the noodle shop:
"Guest officers, my wife and children have escaped here, and we haven't had a grain of rice in our stomachs for three days. I hope you will do well, miss our adults, and our children as well. Even if you give us a sip of soup!"
After finishing speaking, he bowed inside twice.
When the waiter saw Dr. Liquor, he waved a rag and shouted impatiently: "Get out, get out! Look at your pickled meat, who can eat! There is no idler in our restaurant."
The scholar's face was on fire, even though he had been begging all the way, he was still an old bark who hadn't trained his face.
"Brother Dr. Jiu, my wife and two children have been starving for a few days, please be kind."
Dr. Jiu said angrily: "If you don't go out, I will beat you with a pole!"
The scholar said again: "Do you need a bookkeeper? I can help..."
"Go away!" Dr. Jiu really took a pole and wanted to beat him.
The scholar jumped away quickly, and his wife and child burst into tears. The scholar was very sad, and he looked up to the sky and sighed:
"I don't think I've read sage books for so many years, but I can't get a bowl of food for my wife and children. Sven fell to the ground! Sven fell to the ground! The world is cold, the world is cold! Where are the Zhu family, Guo Xie, and Yuan She!"
His expression was extremely terrified, as if he wished he could hit a wall and die.
Zixuan asked Rong Changan: "Sister, what does the scholar mutter about Zhu's family, Guo Xie, and Yuan She?"
Rong Chang'an said: "These three were heroes in the Western Han Dynasty. They loved to rob the poor and help the rich. They were bold and willing to help others. He lamented that our country of thorns does not have such a hero who helps the poor."
Rong Changan cleared his throat, and shouted to the scholar's back: "There is a Guo Xie here, why don't you come in!"
The scholar's body shook slightly, his eyes were full of tears when he turned his head, seeing that there were three women sitting at the table, he dared not look directly at them. Thinking that Rong Chang'an and the others were making fun of him on purpose, they blushed and turned to leave again.
Rong Changan called Dr. Jiu over: "Go and invite their family of four to eat noodles. I'll give you the amount of money."
The queen has spoken, what else can Dr. Wine do! So he called the scholar, his wife and children to Rong Changan's side.
Zi Yan covered her nose with a handkerchief, hating Chang An in her heart: "Such a stinky person, what are you calling here! If they have lice on their bodies and jump on my hair, it will be terrible!"
So, Zi Yan moved the stool, trying to stay as far away from the scholar's family as possible.
Rong Changan looked at the two children in the basket, they were both pretty and very cute.
"How old is the child?"
The scholar saluted Rong Changan, but he still didn't dare to look at the three of them: "My son is four years old, and my daughter is two years old."
Rong Changan not only felt compassion: "This is the time to grow up."
At this time, the boss brought up the noodles and food and arranged them on the table.
Rong Changan said to Zixuan: "Sister, why don't we give two bowls of noodles to the two children first, what do you think?"
Zixuan smiled slightly: "That's exactly what I mean too!"
The scholar and his wife hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Thank you to the two female Bodhisattvas for their kindness! In the future, I will definitely repay you if you work hard!"
Each of the two children took a bowl of noodles and ate them with a rustling noise. They ate up the whole bowl of noodles in just one or two strokes.
Rong Changan and Zixuan watched the two eating noodles, tears welled up in their eyes.
"Boss, please cook four more bowls of noodles and steam two trays of steamed buns!"
The boss agreed to go.
Rong Chang'an asked the scholar and his wife to sit down: "You are welcome, this table of food should be given to your family."
The scholar was even more grateful after hearing this: "Miss is so kind, she will be a ring in the next life, and a grass knot in death!"
Rong Changan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took the child out of the basket and put it on a chair, and then the scholar and his wife also sat down.
Zixuan took the chopsticks and picked up food for the scholar and his wife.
Snapped!
The vegetables in Zixuan's hand fell, she looked at Ziyan in astonishment: "Sister, you are..."
Zi Yan whispered in her ear: "Don't use your own chopsticks! They may not have malaria, if you get infected, what should you do?"
As soon as she heard the malaria, Zixuan trembled slightly, and a look of fear flashed across her face: "No... no way!"
Zi Yan snorted: "Why not? Anyone who comes from the disaster area, you have to be careful. All kinds of diseases are easy to spread among the victims. Now you are pregnant with a child and you have malaria, what should you do with the child?"
Ziyan's words frightened Zixuan, so she didn't dare to serve the scholar.
Rong Changan gave the two children a bowl full of food: "Eat slowly, don't choke!" Afterwards, Rong Changan asked the scholar, "What's your daughter's name?"
The scholar put down his chopsticks and saluted Rong Changan again: "My surname is Song, and my daughter's name is Cuilian. You can call her Lian'er."
"Lian'er?" Rong Chang'an put his hand on Lian'er's yellow, fluffy hair. Lian'er's eyes were very pure. Rong Chang'an looked at her as if looking at a clear spring, "Scholar Song, what are you taking now?" Two children, one wife, life is very difficult. If you agree, can you give Lian Er to me, and I will help you raise it."
The scholar and his wife were most afraid that the child would die of starvation or illness, and now a rich man would adopt him, which is exactly what they wished for! So the two couples knelt on the ground again and kowtowed to Rong Changan:
"If Miss can take in Lian'er, she will be Lian'er's reborn parents! My wife and I can't bear it!"
Rong Changan said: "That's good if you agree!" Then he pinched Lian'er's face, "Lian'er, would you like to go home with me?"
Lian'er seemed to have a predestined relationship with Rong Changan. Hearing that Rong Changan wanted to take her in, she was very happy: "I am willing!"
Rong Changan was also afraid that they would be separated from each other: "Don't you miss your parents?"
Lian Er burst into tears again: "Think!"