Chapter 88 I'm Not Stupid
On the second day, Han Yi felt sore when she woke up. She was lying on the bed, looking up at the top of the bed. She didn't do anything yesterday, but entertained the guests for a day. Why did she end up in such a bad mood?
"Qin'er!" Han Yi shouted.

Qin'er didn't come, Hua'er came, and Hua'er asked with a smile: "Miss, are you awake?"

Han Yi frowned and sat up enduring the soreness, and smiled wryly: "My physical fitness is not good, it's not as good as you little girls, just doing some work casually will make you feel uncomfortable."

Hua'er fastened the curtains to both sides, stretched out her arms to support Han Yi, and said with a smile: "Miss always talks about us, but Miss is only a few years older than sister Qin'er and me."

Not only a few years older, Han Yi smiled inwardly, but said: "Well, even so, I like to treat you as little girls and little sisters."

Hua'er supported Han Yi to sit at the table, and said with a smile, "Miss, wait a while, servant girl to fetch water."

"By the way, where's Qin'er?" Han Yi asked.

Hua'er said: "Sister Qin'er went to the plane tree to help, she said Miss worked hard yesterday, she told us not to call Miss."

Han Yi smiled: "Qin'er is just like a little adult, her mind is really delicate."

Hua'er said coquettishly: "Miss often praises sister Qin'er, but not me. Miss Hua'er despises Hua'er?"

Han Yi reached out and pinched her small face: "How can I be willing to dislike such a cute girl?"

Hua'er smiled happily and left with satisfaction.

Han Yi stretched her waist, stood up and exercised for a while before she felt the soreness relieved.

After washing up, Han Yi didn't listen to Hua'er's dissuasion, but came to the plane tree.

Before entering the door, I saw many people around the door from a distance, very lively.

Han Yi took the painting and walked over, and saw that most of the beggars outside the door were crowded into a crowd, making a lot of noise.

Han Yi struggled to squeeze past, and just looked up when she saw Yang Siyu, Yang Siyu smiled helplessly at her and said, "Is this a good thing you did yesterday?"

Han Yi was puzzled and asked, "What happened?"

Yang Siyu glanced at the beggars, and said slowly, "It's easier to ask the Buddha than it is to give it away."

Han Yi understood somewhat, and asked in surprise, "Did they cause trouble?"

"I'm afraid it will happen in a while." Yang Siyu said, feeling a little helpless: "Why don't you discuss with me what happened yesterday?"

"Ah..." Han Yi was a little embarrassed, blaming herself for being short-sighted: "I thought it was just a small act of kindness, not a big deal."

Yang Siyu asked seriously: "Do you know how many beggars there are in this capital?"

Han Yi shook her head.

He went on to say: "In such a huge capital city, there are at least ten thousand beggars. Even if only one tenth of them come to the plane tree to beg for gifts, we can't afford it. I know your kindness is true, but this time it is true." No more thinking about it."

Han Yi also felt that she did make a mistake, but she could still save it. She remembered her promise yesterday: "Yang Siyu, don't worry. When I told them about this yesterday, I added a sentence. I said that the gift is only in the morning. It can only be distributed, and it will be gone in the afternoon.”

"Really?" Yang Siyu's eyes lit up.

Han Yi smiled and nodded: "Yes, I think, although there are many beggars in the capital, the journey is far away, and it is not so easy to come here. It is not worth the time, is it?"

Yang Siyu smiled with satisfaction: "That's good. Although it's a bit troublesome to deal with it for a while, it's not enough to dissipate the family wealth."

"How can you spend all your wealth?" Han Yi smiled and glared at him, "You're smart, and I'm not stupid."

(End of this chapter)

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