It was only later that Yun Yanhui learned that the Salesian Village where they lived at that time was a charity run by local merchants and female relatives. In these days, if the poor could not support their children, they would drown or abandon them. The Salesian Village specially adopted such children. Hire healthy women for breastfeeding and nursing care.
After Yun Yan returned to her current mother, who is also the lady Zheng in the fat woman’s mouth, she went to work there after giving birth.
But now, due to the failure of the business, the owner has to cash out the house and land, and has to go to another place. Mrs. Zheng has lost her job, and after paying off her wages, it was announced that the place will change hands in half a month.
What’s worse is the children in the Salesian Village. There are twenty or thirty children here, and the owner is too busy to take care of themselves, not to mention them.
The child Yun Yanhui who lives in other courtyards does not know, but the nine children who live with him have either been adopted or gone to rich families as servants.
As for the ones left with nowhere to go, it was the girl who cared about Yun Yanhui before and the baby boy she was holding. One was five years old and the other was five months old, and they would fall on the ground while walking.
Although Mrs. Zheng lives and eats in her workplace, she actually has a home of her own, and the situation that Yun Yanhui imagined to be living on the streets did not happen.
When Mrs. Zheng packed up the little salutes and left with Yunyan in her arms, the little girl, holding the baby boy, stood behind the door and looked at them with tears.
In the past few days, when Yunyan heard Mrs. Zheng called them, she knew that the girl was called Shuangyi, and the boy didn’t have a big name, so they all called him Xiaobao. Speaking of which, even this name is only used by Salesianzhuang. When there is the youngest child, Xiaobao becomes that child.
Yun Yan was lying on Madam Zheng’s shoulder and stared at her, feeling uneasy. They only got along for a few days, but as a person with an adult soul, he really couldn’t bear it.
But he doesn’t have a complete understanding of the world, and he has no ability, so even if he thinks of the Virgin, he has nowhere to go.
Zheng Ping took a few steps, tears streaming down her face, she looked back at them, looked at them again, and finally hugged Yunyan back and cried.
At this time, Shuang Yi ran over with Xiao Bao, hugged Mrs. Zheng and squeezed into her arms.
Shuang Yi burst into tears, “Mother, mother!”
Yun Yanhui is also a little sad, probably in the eyes of this child, although she has never called, but Mrs. Zheng who has been taking care of them is no different from her mother.
Ms. Zheng hugged them and cried for a while, with the last tear, she said firmly: “Follow my mother!”
Yun Yanhui was first squeezed out of sweat, and then blinded by the brilliance of Madam Zheng’s Virgin.
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The location where Mrs. Zheng used to work at Salesian Village was probably at the junction of urban and rural areas. They took a ox cart and walked for about 40 minutes before they saw the city.
Ms. Zheng was surprised that Yan’er was the most squeamish one on weekdays, but she was surprisingly sensible today. She wanted to hold Xiaobao, and Yan’er walked with Shuangyi, but she didn’t even shout when she was tired. Maybe it’s because of the difference.
Ms. Zheng didn’t know that Yun Yanhui carried a camera every day for interviews in modern times, and she had no spare time on weekends. No matter whether she went to the mountains or the countryside or large-scale events in the city, it was no problem to run for one day.
Although my body is smaller now and my physical strength is weak, my will is much stronger than that of ordinary children, and I won’t cry.
The past few days made Yun Yan think that he was in a very poor era, but when they entered the city, he realized that this era is not only not poor, but also very rich!
Cities are densely populated, and may not be comparable to modern cities, but at least everyone is well-dressed, and the world is not as gray as imagined, and even very colorful.
The city is full of Luo Qi, and countless wine flags are swaggering.
This is a very rich time!
Yun Yanhui even saw foreign businessmen doing business on the street, and the local businessmen were dressed in gorgeous clothes. According to Yun Yanhui’s historical knowledge, he judged that this time was at least the Song Dynasty, otherwise the status of businessmen would not be so high.
The words “Tokyo” and “Bianliang” that he heard from passersby confirmed his idea. This is Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty.
In an instant, the picture in front of me corresponds to the famous painting “Across the River During Qingming Festival” in my memory. Everything in the ancient painting comes alive, and the surrounding scenes are also integrated into the picture, making Yunyan return to an inexplicable mood agitated.
It’s his bad luck and his luck that he wants to cross over. There are a few people in this world who can witness the real capital of Song Dynasty across thousands of years.
Yunyan stared at everything in the market, although according to the law of traversal, it is basically impossible to traverse back, but he couldn’t help but like he was about to leave immediately, desperately admiring this place for him Talk about an old and new city.
It is not uncommon for Yunyan to return to this way. No one on the street will take a second glance, because Shuangyi is like him, and many foreigners who come to Bianliang for the first time are like this. For this prosperous capital Amazed.
Ms. Zheng took them all the way to the vicinity of the Kaifeng Mansion. Thanks to Mrs. Zheng who introduced the children all the way, she pointed to a place and told them that it was the back wall of the Kaifeng Mansion, then turned around and said , our home is here.
Yun Yanhui was shocked again. He had traveled to Kaifeng, Henan before. You must know that Kaifeng Mansion is called Nanya because it is to the south of the palace, so Mrs. Zheng’s house is not too far from the palace. !
Yun Yanhui’s mood suddenly brightened. Our family has a house in the third ring road of the capital. Who am I afraid of?
Although the empty house is not big, it is neat and tidy. Maybe the family used to be in good condition. There is also a small yard surrounded by fences, and there are a lot of furniture. Kindergarten is much better.
——Of course, listening to Mrs. Zheng’s conversation with others, Salesian Village was not like this before.
But Yun Yanhui thinks it’s a little strange. It stands to reason that in ancient times, a family lived together. No matter how bad it was, he should have a “father”, right? Or do the rest of the family live in the unit like Mrs. Zheng did before?
While Yun Yan was thinking about it, Mrs. Zheng over there was not in a hurry to clean up. Instead, she rested for a while and let the children sit on the bed. She herself took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the closet and began to write a letter.
Yun Yanhui sneaked up to Mrs. Zheng and picked her up to read the letter. Mrs. Zheng really didn’t care, she never imagined that he could recognize words.
Ms. Zheng’s words can only be regarded as neat, but thinking about the status of women in ancient times, especially the fact that most of the commoners were illiterate, I know that this is already very important, and it also proves that their family was in a good situation before.
As for the content of the letter, it was written to Mrs. Zheng’s husband, the father of “Yun Yanhui”. Judging from the letter, Mrs. Zheng’s husband had not been heard from for more than two years after she left for some reason – no wonder she was able to bring the child back by herself.
In ancient times, the mountains were high and the road was long, and communication was not easy. There was no reply to the letter sent by Mrs. Zheng, and no one knew what happened to her husband, but she did not give up writing.
In modern times, Yun Yanhui rarely got along with his parents as a teenager, and his step-parents died early. He never knew how he got his name. But here, he understood the meaning of the same name as himself, which pinned Madam Zheng’s expectations.
Maybe one day, Hongyan, who took the letters away, will come back and send back the news of the person she was waiting for.
At the end of the letter, Mrs. Zheng signed the letter, one word: Ping.
Yun Yan thought back, it seems that this is Lady Zheng’s boudoir name, Zheng Ping. Because Yun Yanhui was about the same age as Zheng Ping before the time-travel, he had already called her by name in his heart.
After Zheng Ping finished writing the letter, everyone was relieved. She got up and took the children and went to the next door to knock on the door. The person who answered the door was a woman in her mid-thirties. As soon as she saw Zheng Ping, her face was pitiful, saying that she had heard about the Salesian Village.
Zheng Ping called her Sanjie Hu and asked her children to call her Sanshen. I thanked her for helping me look at the house while I was away, and I introduced it again. I brought two orphans back by myself.
Hu Sanniang whispered to Zheng Ping, “The girl can stay and take care of your Yaner, but the boy should find someone to send it out as soon as possible.”
“Thank you third sister, I will look into it.” Zheng Ping did not express her thoughts clearly. After thanking her, she explained that she had just returned and had nothing to do, so she wanted to borrow some firewood.
Borrowing things from Hu Sanniang, Zheng Ping went back to cook.
When she was in Salesian Village, Zheng Ping also used the method of asking the older children to take care of the younger ones because of the large number of children, so she was very relieved to let Shuang Yi take care of the two younger brothers first.
Yun Yanhui sat obediently, she didn’t need to worry about Shuangyi at first, Xiaobao was also sleeping, but Shuangyi came over and asked Yun Yanhui hesitantly: “Brother Yan, let me ask you something… “
Yun Yan gave her a blank look.
Shuang Yi asked: “Do you like me?”
Yun Yanhui didn’t think much about it, and answered naively: “I like it.”
From the perspective of these days, this young lady is very kind to her younger brothers and sisters, loves her brothers and sisters, and cares about their elders. She can be called a gentle and virtuous little beauty in ancient times.
Shuangyi, this little crying bag, started to cry again, tears streaming down her face.
Yunyan replied: “…”
What did he do?
Shuang Yi said, “I, I don’t want to be Yan Ge’er’s daughter-in-law, Yan Ge’er, I’ll be your sister, okay? You, please ask Xiaobao to be your daughter-in-law… That’s fine, we can both stay here.”
Yunyan replied: “…”
Yunyan glanced back at Xiaojiji, who was innocent and innocent, and was speechless for a while.
Then Yun Yan thought back and remembered that Hu Sanniang seemed to have said to Zheng Ping that she could keep Shuangyi to take care of him.
He swears, he didn’t even think that the sentence meant in the Song Dynasty, even the child knew it, he didn’t mean it himself! It turned out to be calling Shuang Yi to be his… Tong bridegroom?
Shuangyi’s naive words made Yun Yanhui want to comfort her very much, but considering that other children of this age in the Salesian Village can’t speak eloquently, it would be inappropriate for him to comfort Shuangyi in long sentences in a coherent and clear manner. After thinking about it again and again, I only spit out two words: “Okay!”
Shuang Yi burst into tears and smiled, hugged Yunyan and returned.
Yun Yanhui was hugged by Shuang Yi, thinking that it was useless to think about anything. In the end, it all depends on Zheng Ping, the only person who has the ability to work, and does not know if she can support the consumption of the capital… /