Chen Yi has always been seven points better than her junior sister Qingqing in exams.
As soon as Mu Qingyun said he wanted to try, his eyes suddenly lit up. The two of them didn't even go to the martial arts field, but just practiced the routine in the big cafeteria.
Nowadays, there is no saying that routines are useless. Every young boy who starts learning martial arts is trapped in a big trap by the routines taught by his teachers. From then on, he is obsessed with it and cannot extricate himself.
Nowadays, everyone in the martial arts world knows that once the crane dream of Master Zhuo Yanfei comes out, the enemy cannot bear to break it.
It is said that his enemy is much better than him in martial arts. When he sees his "Crane Dream", he will be fascinated and cannot bear to let him use this set of extremely beautiful moves.
It's hard to say whether it's true or not. There are different opinions on whether this martial arts is powerful or not. Anyway, it is indeed beautiful.
He Wu simplified the posture based on He Meng, and was also pursuing the word "beautiful". At this time, Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi were doing posture together, and all the disciples in the audience looked straight at them.
Guo Ying couldn't help but grab Yue Ling's arm, her eyelashes trembling with excitement: "Okay, it looks good!"
Senior Sister Sun and the others just let their two junior sisters entertain everyone in the cafeteria for more than half an hour. They quickly grabbed them and forced them to sit down, and each of them poured another bowl of hot soup for health.
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, I go crazy in the middle of the night, which may cause harm to my body and mind.
After staying up until twelve o'clock, everyone dispersed.
Chen Yi woke up from the drunkenness and drowsiness, but was a little unable to sleep, so she simply helped clean up the various foods in the canteen, picked out the complete good vegetables, cooked them again, and then loaded them into the car and sent them to the door to feed the beggars in the city.
Mu Qingyun had known before that the disciples in the martial arts school had big appetites and always went to extra lengths to prepare food in the kitchen. They would rather have leftovers than worry about not having enough, so they inevitably left a lot of leftovers every day.
The swill is naturally sold to the swill collector.
But some of the untouched good food and vegetables will be packed up and given to places like Salesian Homes, or to beggars on the roadside.
Mu Qingyun used to be a little uncomfortable with cooking like this.
Although she could eat as much as she wanted, the martial arts school was only afraid that she would not eat enough and would never be afraid of her belly. But she also knew that food was actually rare nowadays and there were many people in the world who did not have enough to eat.
But after all, we live in modern society, and beggars in modern society don't ask for food anymore. Naturally, we are not used to doing such things.
Now that he is thirty, Mu Qingyun thought about it and put on his coat and went out with Chen Yi.
As soon as I came out of the back door, there were almost dozens of beggars swarming me without even looking for him.
"Heroine Mercy!"
"Happy New Year, Heroine!"
All kinds of thanks and congratulations came and went.
Obviously, this is not the first year that Yuncheng Martial Arts School has had this habit. Even the beggars around know when to come and beg for food.
These people were actually very orderly. Mu Qingyun simply reminded them to queue up, and the crowding of beggars immediately slowed down.
The old people and children are in front, and the young people are behind. Although some are anxious, they can restrain themselves and not fight too much.
"I didn't expect there to be so many beggars."
Mu Qingyun looked at the long queue and was a little surprised, "I have never seen it coming in and out in the past."
Chen Yi sighed, "Normally, our place is in a remote place, and there are not many of them coming. But during the holidays, even the most well-informed people have to look for something to eat no matter how far away they are."
"The food in our martial arts school is good and there is plenty of oil and water, especially during the New Year. Not only are there clean steamed buns, noodles, rice, but also some meat left over from time to time."
Mu Qingyun nodded, and together with Chen Yi, they distributed vegetables to the beggars present.
Many people couldn't wait to find a place to sit down and started devouring the food right away.
There were still a few who didn't even have a broken bowl, so Chen Yi lent them the rice bowl in his canteen.
The meals they put away were nothing more than leftovers, like chickens and ducks. Some of them only had half of them, or even just their heads and necks. However, martial arts schools are accustomed to using serving chopsticks, and these were also very clean.
There was even a jar of braised meat at the bottom that was never served.
These days, let alone beggars, how many times can ordinary people eat meat and fish throughout the year?
Mu Qingyun moved his shoulders slightly, and through the light, he saw two and a half-year-old children sharing a small piece of braised meat with special sips.
A trace of shredded meat enters your mouth, and you hold it in your mouth for a long time without wanting to swallow it.
The meat left in their martial arts hall was not much compared to the number of beggars present, and each person could only get a small piece.
This has been very good.
For other ordinary people, if they can leave half a bowl of leftovers alone, they can be said to be serious and kind-hearted people.
This is probably the only meaty flavor these beggars can sing about all year.
The second day.
Mu Qingyun personally saw off Yue Ling and Guo Ying. Before leaving, Yue Ling seriously told her: "Practice martial arts well. You are still young. Don't think about marriage in a hurry."
Yue Ling spoke earnestly, "Look at my mother, she is a negative example. She is too concerned about marriage matters, and gets confused when a man coaxes her. Don't follow in my footsteps."
Mu Qingyun wanted to laugh in his heart, but with a solemn expression on his face, he solemnly agreed.
I don’t know if this cheap girl of mine has committed the common problem of all parents, worried that her children will be deceived and can only accept her own decision in marriage matters, or if she has sincerely thought about it and really doesn’t think about her marriage anymore.
No matter what, as long as she is not forced into marriage, she is a good mother.
After seeing off Yue Ling and the other two, Mu Qingyun received another group of people who came to pay New Year's greetings.
Among them were children from the Salesian Home. Chen Yi had prepared copper coins early, and when he saw the children, he stuffed a bunch of them over them. There were five copper coins in a bunch, and they were all yellow and new coins. One of them could be used as an envoy and a half.
Not long ago, the little boy Mu Qingyun rescued at the door of Qi's house also came.
He still looked sick. Aunt Li from the Salesian Home obviously felt very sorry for the child. Watching him kowtow to Mu Qingyun meticulously, she sighed: "This child's father was originally a scholar. He was admitted to Changxian County the year before last." As a clerk in a household, when he went to take office, he never came back."
"My mother went to look for someone, but she didn't see anyone in Chang County. She didn't find anyone after searching for a long time."
"Without the head of the family, there are villains in the clan who bully their orphans and widowed mothers, and forcefully take away the land."
"The family had no livelihood, so his mother had to go out to do odd jobs to support her mother and son. Last month, his mother accidentally fell and hit her head. She vomited blood and died within two days."
"On the day Yue Nu Xia rescued him, the child had not had any water or rice for three days. If he were delayed for another day or moment, I'm afraid another life would be lost."
As he spoke, the little boy banged his head.
Mu Qingyun stretched out his hand to stop him, helped him up from the ground, and said solemnly: "Don't worship me, you will study hard in literature and martial arts in the future. If you can save one more child like you in the future, it will be in vain for me and the salesperson. Moms, come to your rescue."
After seeing off this wave of New Year's greeters, Mu Qingyun learned that Yuncheng Martial Arts School allocates a sum of money every year, washes the discarded shoes, hats and clothing from the martial arts school, and sends them to Salesian Hospital and other places.
Among the miscellaneous losses in the complicated accounts she had handled, this item was included.
