C13 Lending

The appearance of a large group of people attracted a lot of attention.

Jiang Wan didn't care about the gazes from the surroundings, but Miss Qing continued to hide behind Jiang Wan, with a few children following behind her.

Jiang Wan looked left and right and saw that they had walked a distance away. After walking for a distance, they walked out of the inn and entered the street. There were a few stalls selling goods on the street, but they were too noisy and she had no intention of going to the street.

"Auntie, we've gone a long way."

The child seemed to be afraid of the unfamiliar environment and looked towards the direction where they came from with fear in his eyes.

Jiang Wan saw that the child was scared, so she held her hand and comforted her softly. "Miss Qing be good, don't be afraid. Aunt is here, let's go borrow some things and go home."

After she finished speaking, she saw that there was an open door at the side of the house. She pulled the girl over and knocked on the door, "Big sister, does your house have paper? Can you give me some? The windows at home are a little tattered, and I'd like some paper to paste them up. "

Jiang Wan pulled at Miss Qing as she spoke.

Miss Qing was very quick-witted to begin with, and when she saw Jiang Wan pulling at her, she took a small step forward, looking like she was about to cry. There was a lot of pity on her fair face. Would aunty be willing to give me more? "

When the owner of the house saw the look on the child's face, he immediately withdrew his hand and said, "You guys wait here. I have a few in my room, I'll bring them over for you guys."

After a long time, he came out with a basket in his hand.

"I don't have anything good either. I'll just give you guys this little thing. Seeing how unfamiliar you are, did you guys just arrive here today?" We'll be neighbors, and we'll all be looking after each other. "Right, my surname is Huo."

Mrs Huo passed the basket in her hands to Jiang Wan.

As Jiang Wan looked at the basket full of items, her heart was moved. A person she had never met was willing to help her with so much …

"Thank you, Big Sis Huo. We will never forget you when our days get better."

She smiled with embarrassment and lightly tapped her palm with her finger. She didn't seem to care and said, "Sigh, it's just some small things. You can take them."

When Miss Qing saw the things in the basket, she said thank you in a soft voice.

"Thank you, Aunt Huo." Thank you, Aunt Huo.

Miss Qing's mouth was full of sweetness, making Aunt Huo unable to contain her laughter.

When they left, her aunt gave two more eggs to Miss Qing.

Miss Qing held the egg in her hand and followed Jiang Wan carefully along the way, afraid that if she moved too fast, she would break the egg in her hand.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but find it funny when she saw Miss Qing following him with small steps, "Do you like eating eggs, Miss Qing?"

Miss Qing had been carefully examining the egg in her hand when she heard Jiang Wan call out to her. She looked up at Second Aunt and said, "No, this egg is for aunt's little brother. Mother said that little brother is still young and needs to be taken care of. I am elder sister's younger brother that should be taken care of."

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment. She looked at the girl in front of her with a smile and rubbed her little head lovingly.

"Little brother needs to drink milk now. How about giving this egg to Miss Qing and Brother Wu?"

"But there are only two eggs and three children."

Miss Qing looked at the egg in her hand and felt troubled.

She thought about it along the way, and her little face creased into a frown. Even when she reached home, she was unable to think of a solution.

"Mom, Auntie and I went to play. Aunt Huo gave Qing Er two eggs."

Miss Qing passed the egg in her hand to her mother.

Mrs Chen looked at her daughter, holding the egg in her hand and giving it to her as if it was a treasure. She smiled gently.

"Give these two eggs to mom. Mom will make yummy food for you guys later."

Mrs Chen had good culinary skills.

Jiang Wan put down the paper she wanted to come, turned around and went to her mother-in-law's place. She looked at her mother-in-law holding the sleeping child with a face full of love, and then slowly backed out, the paper she was about to cover the window with.

The firewood collectors had all returned. Aunt Wang found a few broken basins from somewhere and lit them before carrying them into the house …