Dressed like a loser and went to raise a baby

Chapter 326 Love gathers into a river

"Hurry up and sing..."

"If the singers in this palace sing well, we will give them a little more money."

"That's right, stop talking so much nonsense. After listening to this, I still have to go home and take care of my children!"

People in the audience, you and I are saying each other, and the audience is noisy.

It is said that one person is equivalent to five hundred ducks, and now Leng Luoyue has the feeling of being surrounded by tens of thousands of ducks.

Even if she held the speaker, she couldn't suppress the sound, so she simply stopped talking and waited until they finished talking before speaking again.

Feng Chenghan in the teahouse frowned, feeling that the fund-raising performance would not be successful.

That's how things are in this world. Sometimes you may think well, but you may not succeed.

Zhou Shan helped his son bid farewell to Dr. Bai. Seeing that everyone on the street was walking in the same direction, he curiously asked a sister-in-law who was passing by.

"Sister-in-law, what happened?"

The sister-in-law said: "Isn't this some kind of fund-raising performance held by the imperial court for Xizhou outside the Fuyin Yamen? It's said that there are musicians and dancers from the palace! Everyone is here to watch the fun."

Zhou Shan nodded, and when he saw the sister-in-law leaving, he said to his son: "This fundraiser must be about donating money!"

Zhou Shan's son Zhou Xian said: "They should be donating money. Dad, let's go and have a look too!"

"There must be a lot of people, and you're not in good health..." Zhou Shan said with a frown.

Zhou Xian said, "We won't stay long. We'll just donate the money and leave. Dad, how much money do you have left today?"

He remembered the fairy sister's words, asking him to help more people in need. Xizhou was hit by the disaster, and the people in Xizhou needed money and food. Since the imperial court held a fund-raising performance, he naturally wanted to lend a helping hand.

Zhou Shandao: "After paying for the medicine, it's only one hundred coins."

Zhou Shan has no objection to donating money. They have received favors from others, but the benefactors do not ask for anything in return. They also want to pass on this kindness.

"Then let's all donate." Zhou Xian said.

"Okay." Zhou Shan nodded. After donating everything, there was no money left for the carriage. He could just carry his son back as before.

Zhou Xian took the good medicine prescribed by Dr. Bai and underwent acupuncture treatment. Although he can now walk, he can't walk for long.

So, the father and son went to the Jingzhao Mansion Office.

A family of three followed the flow of people towards the Jingzhao Mansion Office. The woman poked the man's temple with her hand and said: "Today, hold Ah Bao firmly in my arms. If you let go of me, I will peel off your skin." ."

Thinking of the time when the carriage lost control and he ran away and left Ah Bao in the middle of the road, and Ah Bao was almost hit, she was still frightened and wanted to beat this bitch.

The man held his three-year-old baby son in his arms and said with a smile, "Don't worry, madam, my husband will definitely hold A Bao well this time."

Now that he thinks about what happened that day, he still has lingering fears. Thanks to the fairy, otherwise A Bao would be gone and he would have no shame to live.

The people in the audience talked for a long time, but they didn't hear what the people on the stage said, so they slowly became quiet.

After it became quiet, Leng Luoyue picked up the speaker and continued talking. "Yes, we are here today to raise funds, but at the same time we are also cheering for Xizhou."

"Donate, should you donate? How much should you donate? It's all voluntary."

"Even if you don't donate a penny, join us here to pray for Xizhou and cheer for Xizhou. God will see it and the people of Xizhou will feel it."

After hearing this, the people felt comfortable and were no longer so repelled by fundraising.

Leng Luoyue said in an emotional broadcast tone: "Everyone's donation and wish are a kind of love. Love gathers into a river and turns into breeze and drizzle, which will nourish the dry land of Xizhou and the scarred hearts of the people of Xizhou." .”

When Mrs. Zhou heard these words, she nodded and said to Sun Mingniang: "This girl is really good at talking!" "Yes! It makes people feel comfortable. Let's donate some later!"

Zhou was a little reluctant, but when she saw the look in Sun Mingniang’s eyes, she nodded and said, “Then donate some!”

"Of course, every penny raised from donations will be used for the victims. We will also announce the amount of donations and the whereabouts of each donation." Leng Luoyue was afraid that the people would worry that the money they donated would be embezzled, so she continued added.

"Next, please enjoy the song and dance performance "Prayer"."

After saying that, Leng Luoyue stepped aside.

The music started, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the stage.

I saw a group of elegantly dressed women in white walking onto the stage accompanied by music.

One of them was holding in his arms a little baby with little hairpins, pink and jade carvings, and red dots between his eyebrows. He was about a year old and looked like a little fairy child.

The women stood in three rows side by side. After the little doll was put down, the woman who had been on the stage from the beginning stood at the front.

After the prelude was finished, Leng Luoyue whispered to her son, "Sing."

Xiaomao'er glanced at his mother. Seeing so many strangers, he felt a little frightened and grabbed the hem of his mother's skirt with his hands.

He sang loudly with a childish voice that sounded like milk: "Let us ring the Siwande Bell~, how many airways are in our hearts..."

The tender and innocent children's voice reaches everyone's ears and touches the heart.

In the teahouse, Wang Xin smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He clapped his hands and said, "The little prince sings really well."

Feng Chenghan raised the corners of his mouth. His son naturally sang well.

The child, who was just over one year old, sang this line most clearly. After singing the first line, Leng Luoyue and the dancers immediately picked up the song and performed a finger dance while singing.

"Let no one see failure, so that success will always be there..."

The neat female chorus and the uniform finger dance caught everyone's ears and attracted everyone's attention.

The elegantly dressed women in white clothes on the stage seemed like holy fairies, praying the most beautiful prayers with compassion.

It's obviously a prayer that everything will get better, but it makes people feel inexplicably sad and sad.

During the interlude of chanting, many people had red eyes.

"Let no one see failure, so that success will always be there..."

After a song is sung, the music ends,

There was silence in the audience. When Leng Luoyue took Xiaomao'er's hand and bowed with the people behind her, there was a warm sound in the audience.

"Clap clap..."

"Okay, the singing was great."

"This song doesn't say anything bad, but why does my heart feel so sad when I hear it!"

"Me too……"

"What a good prayer to prevent the world from finding darkness! But for the victims of the disaster in Xizhou, they are in darkness now!"

"Hey~ Yes..."

Leng Luoyue asked the dancer to carry the little cat off the stage. After the little cat was carried off the stage, Caiwei and the guards took him to the teahouse to find the emperor while avoiding people.

(End of this chapter)