The Shantang at the foot of the mountain has almost been built, and there are a lot of extra shops inside, and the grain has been bought almost the same. Perhaps some places are still not very satisfactory, but they will not starve too many people to death without land.

When it was the first snow in Beijing, it suddenly came out, and everything seemed to be cold.

It was very cold this time. I seemed to be wearing a single coat yesterday, but today I have already worn a cotton coat.

"Are you cold?"

Shen Qingci gently stroked the feathers on the golden eagle's body, "I asked Bai Mei to make a hat for you. Is it very warm? My gray wolf and Tianlang are now wearing clothes."

As she said that, she took a little hat. Bai Mei made it with the golden eagle's head, so she felt that it would be very suitable.

After I take it, it's really suitable.

"Will it be cold?" She put on the hat for the Golden Eagle again, "Yeah, it looks pretty good."

Bai Mei, who was on the other side, covered her face with her hands, and she really couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

This was the first time she saw such a stupid eagle. She saw this golden eagle for the first time. It was so majestic. The moment she flew up, it was like a lightning flash. She grabbed Ning Kanghou with her claws and dared not move anymore. But who would tell her where this fat and ugly big fat bird came from? This fat bird was not only delicious, but also good wine. She would be drunk from time to time and let her sister send the stupid bird home.

The gray wolf in the family is not talking about it. She can’t see it anyway, but who will tell her that it is natural for people to wear clothes, but why does this bird wear clothes?

"Do you feel it's not good?" Shen Qingci asked Bai Mei.

"Miss, don't you know what you think?"

Bai Mei asked her back.

"I feel pretty good," Shen Qingci tidied up the hat on the golden eagle's head. I'll ask Bai Mei to make a few more pants tomorrow. Will it be better to change it?

She was poking the golden eagle's head again, so cute.

The golden eagle shook his head uncomfortable for a long time, flapping its wings and flew out. It might have been asking its owner to cry.

"Let's go see the kids."

Shen Qingci stood up, and the Tang Ma Zi was holding her arms warm. There were more than a dozen children in the mansion and one Brother Hui, so before the winter began, she had someone burned a lot of charcoal and put them in it. Of course, a lot of food was stored, and there were also cotton coats and other things. Although this year was not like the year when it was heavy snow, it took five months, but March was also the case. It was because of the heavy snow in May, so it also made people feel that the winter was not that cold, right?

In fact, it was still extremely cold this day.

When she came out, the oncoming wind almost blew her thin body to the point of falling, and the snow with the wind blew on her face, and the thorny face hurt.

It's colder than she thought.

She pursed the corners of her lips, and walked towards the incense making room on the snow.

When she arrived, several women were sweeping the snow outside. The snow was too heavy. Usually, after sweeping this time, a thick layer of snow fell immediately. So the snow in the yard outside was sweeping. After all, the master came here the most. What if the master slipped and injured him?

"Girl," the old lady stood up quickly when she saw Shen Qingci and they were also grateful. Fortunately, the two of them were not lazy. Otherwise, the girl would have been arrested and one of them was caught. Who knew that the girl would come so late.

"How are they?" Shen Qingci asked the children inside.

"Don't worry, girl, we just added charcoal, and the children were sleeping well."

As the woman said, she also opened the curtain. Shen Qingci did not go in. She just stood outside and took a look. As soon as the curtain was opened, a stream of heat came towards her. There were several charcoal basins inside, and the windows were also opened. Several children were also sleeping with their bodies shrinking. They had gained weight these days, and the quilts were also very thick. The cotton coats they took off were also roasted in the charcoal basins.

These children are all fatherless and motherless, and each one is very pitiful. These mothers are also very kind and treat their children as their own children and take good care of them. This is also what Shen Qingci chose for many choices. Otherwise, it would be difficult to guarantee that these kind people who are kind outside but are cold in their hearts.

Seeing that these children were sleeping well, Shen Qingci was relieved. She walked back to her house and asked several women to come over.

"Have you seen the charcoal brazier from the Duke's place?"

Shen Qingci asked a few of the mothers. Her father was marching and fighting all year round, and he had some old injuries on his body. He had no major problems on weekdays, but when the weather became cold, his waist and legs were sore. Today, because of Tiansi Jia, the pain in his waist and back can be healed, but his legs may still not be very good.

"Don't worry, girl, the charcoal fire is burning there."

The old lady replied quickly, "We are always paying attention to it, and we have never been destroyed by night."

"Well, that's good, don't be careful," Shen Qingci ordered and let the woman leave.

The charcoal fires they used for were made by others by her. They were burned from the beginning of spring to the present, so they have stored a lot. The empty yard of the Shen family was used to store charcoal.

In fact, she knew some things, such as a lot of food this year, but charcoal was very short of. Fortunately, she cooked it herself, so she didn't need to buy it.

"Is the charcoal there enough?"

Shen Qingci asked Bai Mei.

"There are all the ones that have been given," Bai Mei was not worried about Luo's place. The charcoal burned there was more than that here. Luo opened a shop in the morning and closed the shop, and then had to make a reconciliation. Therefore, the charcoal burn was always very strong. Otherwise, if it was too cold, it would not even be able to hold a pen, and the words written were crooked and others could not read it.

"You will go to the monk's house of the Jun Palace tomorrow to ask them if there is less charcoal?"

Shen Qingci thought about it and continued to speak.

"Okay," Bai Mei replied, of course she also remembered these words.

Shen Qingci remembered something again, but he didn't speak. He could only wait for the golden eagle to come.
Chapter completed!