“No!”

Wen Sheng quickly shook his head and denied it, with some begging in his eyes: "Dad, really not, this time there is really not!"

Wen Yusong stared at him for a while, and finally lowered his head weakly: "This money is for you to buy a house for you. I thought that if Miss Chuncha had a letter, I would buy a house for you to marry someone.

Come in."

"Now you don't have any money left to bet, and fortunately, the Spring Tea girl didn't rush to agree, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain to my boss."

After the words came, Wen Yusong looked up at Wen Sheng, reminding him word by word: "Don't blame me for not reminding you that there is no money, let alone the spring tea girl, no girl will enter our door. If you still bet in the future, this

Don't think about marrying a wife!"

"Dad, I don't gamble anymore. I really regret it. It's all my fault for being confused for a while. I know I was wrong!" Wen Sheng made a statement in a row, afraid that his father would not believe him.

Yang was angry and heartbroken, but now that things have come to this point, she had no choice but to help her son ask for forgiveness: "His father, Brother Sheng knows that he is wrong, don't be angry with him."

"Hmph, who can't tell me about it? It depends on how he does it!" Wen Yusong looked at Yang and told him: "You look at him these days. If you dare to enter the casino again, I will break his leg!

”

Wen Yusong never says too heavy words, but as long as he says it, it is definitely not a joke!

Yang nodded repeatedly, and Wen Yusong then let Wen Sheng go to bed.

*

Two days later, it was originally the day when Yuanyang Building should be opened, and many diners flocked to it and came to queue up in Wu market early, but they didn't want to see the new notice on the door, and were stunned.

“Didn’t it open today?”

"What does this business hours mean?"

"Indefinitely closed?"

"Why? I've been waiting for the past three days, why didn't I open the business?"

Many diners expressed their anxiety, that these people were regular customers of Yuanyang Tower. The Yuanyang Tower had already shaken them because a mouse suddenly closed down, and now it has closed down indefinitely?

"It's just because of a mouse?"

"Not that, we are supported by old customers."

"That's right, this shopkeeper Nie is too serious..."

At this time, some people were already worried about Nie Ling'er, but a mere mouse was still alive and not a dead mouse. Why did Manager Nie lock the restaurant up for this?

The restaurant was empty and the notice clearly stated that it would not be open. The diners complained for a while and then returned home disappointed.

But this person came and left. Although it was just a meal, it didn't work but made people feel empty!

At this time, Yuanyang Tower was in the open space beside the west gate of Huaiyang City. The disaster relief site set up by the government was completed in two days. Many refugees had heard the wind and came here early to queue up.

Waiting.

Rice, noodles and other ingredients have just arrived, and everyone is busy.

Looking at the number of refugees surrounding him, Yao Tianhe couldn't help but frown and smacked his lips: "Tsk tsk tsk... so many people, there are many elderly people and children, it's so pitiful!"

"This is just the tip of the iceberg. Fortunately, there is a disaster relief site in the south, north and east of the city, so it should be able to take into account all the refugees in the city. Compared with Ezhou, Nanguan and other places that are being affected, the refugees in our city are in danger. Compared with the disaster-stricken places such as Ezhou and Nanguan, the refugees in our city are in danger.

It's already a small amount." Nie Ling'er said.

Wen Yusong also sighed. Looking at the miserable people who were looking at the disaster relief site, he couldn't help but think of the years they suffered from war in northern Xinjiang, and they were unable to eat. At that time, there was no disaster relief site in northern Xinjiang, so they could survive.

All are lucky.

"Everyone moves faster, so that these people can have breakfast." Nie Ling'er urged.

Everyone agreed after hearing this, and their hands moved unconsciously.

Not only the people from Yuanyang Tower came, but even Chuncha and Hua'an and other servants came to help. The staff were sufficient, and it was more than enough to operate a disaster relief site.

"Look, aren't the chefs in the disaster relief site there? The shopkeepers and chefs in Yuanyang Building?"

"Really! Why did they come here to provide disaster relief?"

Not long after, many passers-by stopped to watch the fun. Some people had seen Nie Ling'er and others, and immediately recognized the person.

Some people who went to Yuanyang Tower in the morning to line up and ran away said, "I said why did Yuanyang Tower close indefinitely? It turned out that they came to provide disaster relief and do good deeds?"

"Look at the situation of others, there are refugees everywhere in the city. The first batch of teachers from Yuanyanglou came out to participate in the disaster relief!"

"That's right, wasn't it said before that they were rumored to be in a bad heart on Yuanyang Tower and some people ate dead mice?"

"Fart! It's obvious that a living mouse that came out of nowhere scared the girl's house. I was in Yuanyang Tower that day, and there were no dead mice at all!"

"Or the words that spread rumors will change as they spread!"

"That's right, if it weren't for the kind-heartedness, people wouldn't do a good business, and wouldn't make money, so they would close the door and come out to provide disaster relief?"

"In my opinion, restaurants in Quanhuaiyang are not comparable, they still have to be Yuanyang Tower!"

"That's right, we'll go and support us when the business opens!"

At this time, an official carriage slowly came and finally stopped next to the disaster relief site. The curtain was lifted, and the person who came out was the prefect Yu Kui.

He personally visited the disaster relief site, which gave Nie Ling'er a great face.

"See Lord Yu!"

Nie Ling'er's sharp eyes were sharp, and she saw Yu Kui at first sight, and immediately put down her work and saluted.

Yao Tianhe and others also reacted and went up to kneel down and said in unison: "Greetings to Lord Yu!"

Yu Kui smiled and hurriedly called everyone to get up. When the refugees saw Yu Kui, they rushed forward excitedly and knelt down and kowtowed, and couldn't help but say gratefully: "Thank you for helping me!"

"Thank you for giving us mercy on me, for giving us food..."

"Adults live a hundred years, and good people will be rewarded!"

These refugees are all good people. They did not come to Huaiyang to launch riots, but they are more prosperous here and have a glimmer of hope for them.

Now that he has received the attention of the prefect, even if he did not open the warehouse and release grain, he still set up disaster relief sites for them, which also shows that Yu Kui attaches importance to human life.

So they were very grateful to Yu Kui and did not allow them to starve to death.

Faced with such a large number of refugees, Yu Kui walked forward and glanced quietly over the dirty but clear eyes. Most of these people were women and children.

Yu Kui wanted to say something, but in the face of disaster, his language seemed too powerless. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "Everyone will get food, so I hope everyone will line up in an orderly manner.
Chapter completed!