Chapter 112 Arrangement of the Caravan
Before leaving, Shan Shui happily turned around and smiled at Miss Xiaowan.
His smile was so enthusiastic that Wen Wan couldn't help but shudder.
Just listen to Shanshui say: "Miss Xiaowan, from now on, I, Shanshui, will recognize you as my sister-in-law!"
After saying that, Shan Shui strode out of the camp.
Wen Wan was confused and turned to ask Mr. Min, "What does he mean by this? Is it possible that Captain Zhou has other women? He has more than one sister-in-law?"
Mr. Min: "..."
How should he, an old man, answer this kind of question?
"Well, I'm going to arrange the closure of the city. Miss Xiaowan has been tired for so many days, so she should go and rest."
After Mr. Min finished speaking, he left, fearing that she would stop him and ask her questions that he couldn't answer.
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Xu was really tired, Wen Wan almost fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.
She thought she might have nightmares after experiencing a near-death experience, but unexpectedly, she fell into an extremely deep sleep.
When I woke up again, it was already a day later.
The Huotou Army in the camp specially cooked porridge for her. After she drank two bowls of porridge with pickles, she felt like she was alive again.
Shan Shui woke up before her and had already led the police into the city to collect people.
Wen Wan came to the military advisor's residence and saw the military advisor holding a map and studying it.
Hearing the footsteps, the military advisor raised his head. When he saw it was her, he put down the map and came over.
"Have you rested well, Miss Xiaowan?"
"Yeah. Very good." Wen Wan responded, "Mr. Min, I came here to ask where the survivors of the caravan are now?"
Speaking of the survivors of the caravan, Mr. Min was also filled with sadness.
"They are all placed in inns in the city."
Old Min sighed again: "They are a group of pitiful people. They are businessmen from Fengcheng. They spend most of the year traveling between Fengcheng and the border town. They don't make much money, but it is just enough to live on."< br>
"Almost all the men in the caravan are dead now, and there are only a dozen old, weak, sick and disabled people left. I don't know how to make a living in the future."
Hearing this, Wen Wan was silent for a moment before saying: "I want to go home and live here. This is a military camp. I am a woman living here. I am afraid that people will gossip, and it is inconvenient. Also... I want to see the survivors of the caravan. .”
"Miss Xiaowan is right. Logically speaking, I shouldn't stop you. But..."
Mr. Min was a little worried, "The people who command the dead soldiers are still in the city now. I'm afraid if something unexpected happens."
Wen Wan said softly: "I only went to the inn once, and stayed at home behind closed doors. The border town is so big, I would not be so unlucky to meet that person. Besides, even if I did, he would not be exposed in order to avoid exposure. , you will not dare to attack me.”
"Having said that...otherwise, I'd better send a few people to follow you." Old Min said.
He responded gently, "That's okay."
After a pause, she thought of another thing, "Mr. Min, I have something else I want to trouble you with."
Mr. Min: "Miss Xiaowan, please speak."
Wen Wan glanced at the rolling mountains outside the tent, "If any news about Achai comes back, be sure to send someone to tell me, no matter... no matter whether it's good news or bad news!"
Mr. Min noticed her anxiety, so he responded and comforted:
"Miss Xiao Wan, don't worry too much. Good people have their own destiny. Captain Zhou is definitely an extraordinary person. With him here, everyone will be able to return safely."
Wen Wan responded without saying a word, just opened the curtain and walked out.
The sky is blue and white, the mountains are green, and the wind blows from afar, bringing with it the dry and chilly yellow sand of Mobei.
She got on her horse, leaving Mr. Min with a clean and capable back.
Mr. Min stood at the door of the camp and watched her riding away. After a long time, he let out a long sigh. "It's a pity that Lang Youqing wanted a concubine, but she was just a helpless orphan. With Miss Xiaowan's ambition, I'm afraid she won't be willing to be a concubine in the general's back house. Even if the general comes back, she won't be able to escape. An infatuated and resentful woman.”
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A simple mourning hall was set up in the backyard of the inn. A group of old, weak, sick and disabled people knelt in the hall, crying heartbrokenly.
An old woman kneeling at the front recognized Wen Wan. When she came in, she kowtowed three times to her.
Wen Wan took a step back and quickly helped the person up.
"Thank you girl for saving my life." The old woman wiped her tears and did not forget to thank Wen Wan.
Others came around one after another to express their gratitude to Wen Wan.
Wen Wan counted the people in the hall. There were three men and nine women, a total of twelve people. The man was an old man with bad habits and two teenage children, and the women were six women and three little girls.
At first glance, this family has lost its strong labor force.
As Mr. Min said, their future livelihoods will be in question.
Wen Wan asked: "Where are you from? What are your plans for the future?"
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When the old woman heard this, her tears fell down.
"Last year there was a flood in my hometown, and all the houses collapsed. I thought I could earn some money by doing a few business trips this year to rent a yard, but I didn't expect that I didn't earn any money and even lost my life."
"The goods we were carrying were burnt by those who suffered a thousand blows at the inn. What plans do we have now? In order to feed a few mouths, we can only sell our sons and daughters."
When she mentioned the words "selling sons and daughters," several children were trembling with fear.
The old woman pretended not to be seen at all, and knelt down in front of Wen Wan again.
"Young girl is kind-hearted. If you do a good deed, why don't you buy my two grandchildren? Although they are young, they follow us around to do business as soon as they wake up. It's okay to make a few calculations."< br>
As soon as the old woman knelt down, others followed her.
Wen Wan staggered back two steps, hesitated, and said: "You all get up. People, I don't buy it, but..."
A group of people raised their heads and stared at her eagerly.
Wen Wan was helpless, "I am now in need of workers who clean the yard, do laundry and cook. If I open a shop in the future, I will also need help from people who know the market. So, if you are willing, I can invite you to come to my place at the market price." Workmanship.”
At first, they were a little unresponsive.
Until the old woman figured it out, she immediately cried with joy.
She kowtowed repeatedly, "The girl is a really kind person, and we, the whole family, will do our best to do things for the girl!"
"Then I will come back after you have finished the funeral."
She didn't dare to stay any longer. She couldn't bear the situation of kowtowing at every turn.
At that time, Wen Wan was just thinking about the mother and daughter who died tragically in front of her, and wanted to do something to make herself feel at ease, but she didn't really want to be a good person.
However, at that time, she never imagined that this unintentional move would really bring her tremendous wealth.
On the second floor of the inn, the window was slightly pushed open a small crack.
Behind the window, the man holding a folding fan had a cold light in his eyes, and he asked the person next to him in a deep voice.
"Is it her?"
The person next to him took out a portrait, compared it carefully and nodded.
"It's her!"
(End of chapter)