Your Majesty, the Empress is resigning

Chapter 267 What a magical bird language!
"They haven't eaten all day, let them eat."

The peasant woman was a bit reluctant, "If you give them the food, what will our family eat this month? There are three children in the family. Do you want to watch the children starve to death?"

"I'll think of another way tomorrow, let's do it tonight!"

Regardless of his wife's obstruction, the farmer insisted on cooking for them.

Two big bowls of stick noodle porridge came in, and the farmer said, "You two gentlemen, come and eat something! There is nothing good in the mountains and countryside, so don't be disgusted."

Luo Qiqi and Nangong Moyan looked at each other, they both knew that these two bowls of porridge were the last rations of this farmer's family, but the farmer would rather choose to starve himself and his family, and share the food with them.

What a simple mountain people!

Luo Qiqi was very touched, and asked, "Brother, you gave us food, what do you eat?"

The farmer smiled, "Oh, cornmeal is not a good thing, there are plenty of them at home, both of you, hurry up and eat!"

After receiving the stick noodle porridge, the farmer went out first. It was the first time for Luo Qiqi and Nangong Moyan to eat this kind of coarse grain from the mountains.

To be honest, it was quite unpalatable, and it couldn't be compared with the imperial meal in the palace, but it became the most memorable and special meal they had ever eaten.

After resting for one night, Luo Qiqi and the others were woken up by the sound of children crying the next morning.

When I went out to look, I saw that the three children of the farmer's family were all gray, barefoot, and unkempt. At this time, the children were crying and screaming that they were hungry and wanted to eat.

It's a pity that not only did he not have anything to eat, but his mother hit the soles of his shoes twice, one cried, and the other two cried too, crying together.

Luo Qiqi glanced at the farmhouse, and she could see it more clearly during the day. This farmhouse is very poor, maybe as poor as those remote mountain villages in modern society.

In any case, they couldn't stay here to bother them any longer. They greeted the peasant woman, thanked them, and went out of the courtyard to see the farmer feeding their horses.

Once again, Luo Qiqi was greatly moved, and maybe just giving them gold would not be enough to express her gratitude.

The two thanked the farmer and said goodbye, and drove the carriage on the road. Nangong Moyan said, "I think I have never suffered a lot in my life. The experience last night is really unforgettable."

"Yes, me too."

Nangong Moyan experienced the hardships of the people this time, and he really experienced it very thoroughly. Thinking of the farmers' families who needed relief, he asked, "Little Yuanbao, why didn't you leave them some gold?"

Luo Qiqi had her own thoughts, "Look at the people in this poor country, if you give them gold, they have nowhere to spend it. I think that what they need more than gold is probably not gold."

The two continued to drive forward for more than twenty miles, and finally saw a relatively large town with a market.

Luo Qiqi proposed to buy some things, Nangong Moyan agreed.

But looking at what Luo Qiqi wanted to buy, Nangong Moyan was depressed, "You buy so much rice, flour, grain and oil, what are you doing with brown sugar and bacon?"

"I want to send these things back to the farmer's house." Luo Qiqi said.

"Go back again?"

"Yes, as the saying goes, the kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by a spring!"

Nangong Moyan calculated the distance, afraid that they would have to go back and forth again, they had wasted their time today on the road, and they hadn't gone far.

However, what Luo Qiqi did was within his expectation, he said, with the character of a little girl, how could she not repay that family!
This is in line with the character of the little girl. What Nangong Moyan loves is her heart of gold.

"The kindness of a drop of water is repaid by the spring, how do you say this in your eagle language?" Nangong Moyan was very interested in their bird language.

Luo Qiqi was passed the test, she really doesn't know how to do it, but she has to pretend to be fat if her face is swollen, she thought about it and answered, "This sentence can be explained like this, you tick tick tick tick me, I clatter clatter you."

Nangong Moyan: "..." What a miraculous bird language!

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(End of this chapter)