"Wang, what's going on with these children?"

"They..." Wang looked at Li Mu's face and said carefully: "I don't know where the little beggar came from. We have been fighting since the establishment of our market. I was so annoyed that I wanted something to eat when I got someone. Two days ago, I steamed a pot of steamed buns and turned to get the basket. They stolen seven or eight of them. Many customers saw them and turned around and left. I don't know how much business it lost. Your father-in-law couldn't bear to beat them because of the official voice."

"Oh," Li Mu looked at the children not far away, all of whom were about teenagers. Seeing Li Mu looking over, he retreated timidly, looking like he was planning to run away at any time.

Looking at these children, a memory that had been buried for many years emerged from my mind.

He was so old in his previous life, he was picked up by the old dean and brought back to the orphanage. Time flies, and time goes by. Who knew that in this life, his experience was so tortuous. He went from an orphan to the deputy director of a game company, died suddenly and traveled to the Tang Dynasty, becoming a marquis...

Looking at these children, Li Mu's mind was full of the hand that the old dean stretched out. It was that hand that pulled him out of the "house" pieced together by two trash cans. It was the first time Li Mu felt the warmth in his life.

As I thought about it, my eyes became blurred with tears.

Li Mu wiped his face and said, "Give these children some food."

When Wang heard this, he hurriedly said, "It's not possible! Marquis, you don't know that they are in character. These are all plasters born in the year of the dog. I gave them this time, and they will have them next time, endlessly. Who can afford it!"

Li Mu's face suddenly sank and said, "Is it because my words are not easy to use, or can I not afford to support a few children? Wang, what do you mean?"

"I……"

Wang didn't dare to say anything. Bai Naoer heard it and quickly swallowed the steamed buns in her mouth, grabbed the basket directly, and stopped the idles from eating it. He stuffed it into Wang's hands, "You are a dead woman who has witnessed, you can do whatever your son-in-law asks you to do! Everything in our Bai family today is given by a son-in-law. You can't bear to leave a few steamed buns, hurry up!"

Wang suddenly realized and hurriedly carried the basket to distribute steamed buns to the children. Several children couldn't believe that Wang would give them steamed buns and was afraid to come forward. The last one older person took care of the child was probably very hungry. He approached with his eyes closed and he held up his hands... Wang put the steamed buns in his hand, feeling the warmth of the steamed buns, and then he dared to open his eyes. When the other children saw that it was real, it was not fake, so they gathered together one by one.

What surprised Li Mu was that these children were very disciplined. Instead of robbing, they first asked the small ones to get the buns, and then the big ones to get the steamed buns one by one, bowed and thanked them, squatted to the side of the road silently, shaking their heads and chewing.

Li Mu sighed. Although he didn't know where these children came from, he had seen orphans from the Ministry of Works and heard them talk about some of their past experiences, which were generally similar to these children. He had contacted too little in this world. From Dingxiang to Chang'an, there were army protection on the road, and he had never seen much real people's livelihood. Now, on the streets of Chang'an, I have seen these beggar children. You can imagine what other places in the Tang Dynasty would look like.

Wang divided all the steamed buns, and she felt a little distressed. She muttered something, but Bai Naoer glared at him and went home quietly. She didn't even have enough of these hiring people, so she had to go back and steam a pot for them to eat.

Bai Naoer asked in a low voice: "Son-in-law, if you sympathize with them, then just like that. When cooking every day, you will bring out a few steamed buns. It's not that you can't afford it, but... if they spread the news, all the beggars in Chang'an will come to make a living, it will be a problem."

Li Mu shook his head and said, "No. Even if he wants to help them, he can't help them like this. When he meets what they want, he will see if there is any work they can do. Even if he sweeps the streets, he can't let them eat for free. He could do this when he was a child. When he grows up, who can support them for the rest of his life?"

Bai Naoer breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What the virtuous son-in-law said makes sense, just do it."

This scene touched Li Mu's emotions too much and his mood became a little depressed. He sighed, intending to explain and leave. As soon as he turned around, he suddenly felt someone pulling his trouser legs. When he turned around, he saw a seven or eight-year-old child, looking up at him, and stretched out a small hand.

Ergou was right next to him, thinking that the child was arrogant and worried that he would anger Li Mu. He quickly said, "You kid, why are you so unaware of the matter? The Marquis has already ordered you to give it to you steamed buns. You should be content, why are you still reaching out?"

Li Mu found something strange. He saw that the child was holding his hands instead of spreading them out, squatted down and asked, "Are you going to give me something?"

The child nodded, spread his hand with his clenched open, and saw that there was a "half" of candied fruit on his palm. It was said that it was half because it was originally a candied fruit, but after a bite, only half was left, only the size of a knuckle of his thumb.

Li Mu laughed silently and said, "For me?"

"You eat it, it's delicious."

After saying that, he put the candied fruit in Li Mu's hand and turned around and ran away.

Ergou looked at Li Mu's face and grinned, "This child is really... half of the candied fruit candied to the Marquis..." Suddenly, he widened his eyes and almost fell to the ground. Because he saw Li Mu throwing the candied fruit into his mouth, he said in a lost voice: "Marty, you are this!"

Li Mu stood up and said, "It is rare that a beggar knows how to repay kindness. It is many times better than many people in the court. People's hands are shorter and people's mouths are shorter. Since I have eaten his food, I have to take care of it. Ergou, it's time for you to show your skills. I'll wait for you here for half an hour. You ask your paparazzi to find out where these children come from, where they live, and how they live. If you can't figure it out for half an hour, you, the captain of the paparazzi, will be incompetent!"

"Mr. Marquis, I'll go check now, check it now!"

Ergou received the order and did not dare to neglect it. He hurriedly chased several children. Li Mu asked Dugu Jiu to move a chair and sat behind the table, waiting while thinking about things.

He just ate the half candied fruit. In addition to touching the child's feelings, he also confirmed something. After eating, he had confirmed that these children must be related to one person.

This person is Wei Zheng's daughter, Wei Yingluo.

On the day when the Heaven and Earth opened, he used a bag of candied fruit to tease Wei Yingluo. He remembered that candied fruit was something from the palace and a tribute from Jiangnan. It tasted particularly sweet and could not be bought in Chang'an City. He knew that Li Zhien liked to eat candied fruit, so he left a pack for her. Later, he met Wei Yingluo and used it to tease her.

What’s special about this candied fruit is that it has a layer of white frosting on the surface, which is different from other candied fruits. Just now, he saw this candied fruit and felt it was like, after trying it, he confirmed that it was the taste.

The possibility of the candied fruit in the palace spread is almost zero. Even if it spreads, it is impossible for beggars to get it. The only one who knows about Li Mu is Wei Yingluo, and he naturally thinks of her.

But what he couldn't understand was that Wei Zheng's family probably didn't have the ability to help these children, right? Could it be Wei Yingluo?

Ergou received Li Mu's order and called his paparazzi brothers, chased several children to a dilapidated courtyard. This courtyard is not far from Jingdongji, just on the north side of Jingdongji, which is called Guangdefang. This place is relatively remote, with much abandoned houses and no one repaired them, but it has become a paradise for homeless beggars.

The children obviously didn't expect anyone to follow them, so they jumped back to their residence without any precautions. Ergou and others did not disturb them, and followed them quietly. They lay on the wall and looked into the courtyard.

I saw a big pot in the house, cooking porridge. A maid was working next to the big pot, and there was a woman who didn't look like a maid, holding a newspaper in her hand and muttering. Ergou's eyes were pointed, and he could tell at a glance that the page the woman was reading was today's supplementary issue. He thought to himself, who was this woman? She said she was the head of a beggar, but she didn't look like it at all. Moreover, she was clearly not a picture, but studying puzzles. You must know that the clues I guessed at the picture pointed to a bounty of ten cents of money, while the puzzles pointed to a bounty of dozens of cents or even hundreds of cents of money. What this woman was thinking was very small!

At this time, several children had already entered the yard. The maid who was busy next to the porridge pot saw them and said, "Where have you gone again? Didn't you agree that on the days of three or seven, will my lady come to deliver porridge to you? Today is the thirteenth day, I can't remember the days? When the porridge is gone, I won't cry."

The child who gave Li Mu candied fruit smiled and said, "Sister, we won't eat porridge today."

"Oh, I'm still angry. I'm not happy about saying you? If you don't eat porridge, will you starve yourself to death?"

"We're full!" The child patted his stomach and said, "Today we met a noble man. He was so majestic. He rode a tall horse and was wearing a whole body... all..." The child had never seen a white tiger skin before, and didn't know how to describe it. His face turned red with an anxious face. Someone said he was lying, and the child said excitedly: "I'm not lying, anyway, I'm wearing pretty clothes. There are two people next to him. One is tall and strong, and... as tall as the eaves! That's so strong!"

"Oh..." The maid curled her lips and put the cooked porridge out, poured it into a bowl, and said, "Forget it if you don't eat it, you can still let others eat more." As she said, she greeted, "Come here, line up, each person, one bowl, all the food is mixed."

The child was still arguing and said, "Why don't you believe me? I really met... Ah, I remembered that those people called him Marquis!"

The children laughed and said, "What is the Marquis? The Monkey's Grandpa?"
Chapter completed!