She said to Huichen: "Master, I put the banknote near the tangerine peel. I think it will be stained with the smell of tangerine peel. The shoes are made by Caiyan. On the inside of the shoe, there is a Yue character embroidered by her. Please You can be a witness and help check it out.”
Huichen took the things and it was true.
She handed it to Li Desheng, who also checked it and gave it back to Ning Yue. He glared at Ying Sizhu and said, "Okay, it doesn't count if you steal it yourself, you have to rake it up."
He directly dragged Ying Sizhu back to the nunnery, threw her in the yard, and reported the matter to Zhao Dali.
Zhao Dali waved his hand: "Just hit this evil thing without asking me."
Li Desheng nodded and whipped him.
When Ying Sizhu saw that he was serious, she was so frightened that she cried. She lay down on the muddy ground and stretched out her hand to Li Shugen: "Shugen, save me!"
Li Shugen snorted heavily and walked away.
How can he save this stupid woman, who has both stolen goods and stolen goods?
She also called him by name in public, fearing that he would not be embarrassed enough.
Ying Sizhu looked at the whip that was about to fall in horror, and huddled up in fear, but suddenly heard Ning Yue say: "Wait a minute!"
She looked over excitedly, was she going to plead for her?
Ning Yue glanced at her and said slowly: "This is the pure land of Buddhism, and it is not suitable to see blood..."
Ying Sizhu shouted before she could finish her words: "Yes, yes, this is the pure land of Buddhism. No blood can be seen. Please forgive me, sir. I won't dare to do it next time!"
Ning Yue slowly finished her words: "...it's better to go out and fight."
Ying Sizhu blinked in disbelief: ...
Li Desheng looked up and saw that the children next to him looked a little frightened by this posture. He nodded, picked up Ying Sizhu and walked out.
After a while, the sound of whips and Ying Sizhu's cries could be heard outside the mountain gate.
Li quickly followed out.
Li Desheng saw blood at the first whip, and blood soon seeped into the mud.
After ten lashes, Ying Sizhu fainted.
Li Desheng wanted to beat her again, but Ms. Li cried and rushed forward to cover her daughter with her body: "Master, please stop beating her. If you beat her again, she will be beaten to death."
Li Desheng thought that this was a place of Buddhism after all, and it was not appropriate to start killing people. He said, "There will be no next time." He put away his whip and left.
Ning Yue gathered the frightened children into the room.
Zhi'an sat beside the bed and stared blankly at the children on the bed.
Ning Yue stepped forward to apologize: "Master, I'm really sorry for making you laugh."
Zhi'an smiled bitterly: "I'll let you laugh. It's really inappropriate for the nunnery to make such a fuss over this little food. But now that there's no incense in the nunnery, it's almost unbearable. The children can't even make a mouse hole." All the food in the hole was dug out, and twenty-seven children got upset because they accidentally fed moldy food from the mouse holes. Now, even the last bit of food has been stolen, leaving only me...the children...from now on. It’s up to them to look at their own destiny.”
As he spoke, Zhi'an lowered his head and looked at his withered hands in silence.
But after a moment, a tear fell down and moistened the dry back of the hand.
Several older children rushed over to hug her and comfort her.
"Auntie, I can pick wild vegetables, we won't starve to death."
"Auntie, I will never feed Twenty-Seven randomly again, please stop crying..."
"Auntie, I will take my sisters to beg for money tomorrow and ask for big steamed buns for you to eat."
Zhi'an touched the children's heads tenderly, raised her sleeves and wiped her eyes: "Auntie didn't cry, the sand got into her eyes. You won't starve to death, and you will all grow up well."
Ning Yue looked at the obviously sick Mrs. Zhi'an, and then at the slender children behind her, and was filled with emotions for a moment.
This world is so unfair. There are people who spend huge sums of money to indulge themselves in sexual activities, and there are people who are merciful to the common people and act recklessly, but there are also people who set themselves on fire to illuminate others.
It is because of the existence of such people that people feel that this world is not that bad after all.
Her nose was sore and she wanted to cry.
She reached out and handed over the banknote she had just found from Ying Sizhu: "Master, what you did is a good deed. This is a little thought from me. It should be able to alleviate the current predicament. Please accept it."
Zhi'an looked at her hesitantly: "Donor, it's hard work on the road to exile. It's impossible to live without money..."
Ning Yue smiled: "It's okay, I still have it. You have saved so many children, you will be rewarded with great blessings in the future, and I will also save some merit for myself."
Zhi'an hurriedly pushed the children: "Quick, this sister is your benefactor, thank her quickly."
The children all wanted to kneel down to thank them, but Ning Yue hurriedly supported them, then turned around and put the banknotes in Master Zhi'an's hand.
Zhi'an clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the nun thanked the benefactor on behalf of the children."
These more than one hundred taels are enough for these 20-odd children to live without worries about food and clothing for several years.
Even if I encounter abandoned babies again, I dare to carry a few more and bring them back...
Ning Yue smiled and looked at her seriously: "Master Tai, I believe that your kind deeds will surely move God and bless you and your children."
Zhi'an smiled and nodded: "I hope so. I'm borrowing the benefactor's good words."
The noise outside became louder again. Ning Yue looked outside and saw an official carrying out a bag of things from the hut.
Hui Chen quickly went over to check it out and said to Zhao Dali, "This is the food we lost."
Zhao Dali shouted to everyone: "Is there still no one admitting it?"
No one answered.
Zhao Dali snorted coldly: "Those who provide clues will be rewarded with silver coins."
Ning Yue looked at Cao Hong and Cao Hong. Cao Hong gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes slightly with a sinister expression.
Behind him, Cao Yan pulled at the hem of his clothes in a panic. Ning Yue saw the way he spoke: "Brother, if we don't have food, should we run away? Will someone report us?"
Cao Hong waved away his hand without looking back, turned his head and said something quickly in his ear.
Because his head was turned sideways, Ning Yue couldn't tell what he said, but the man was obviously more relaxed.
Are they stealing food because they want to escape? Ning Yue was a little surprised.
It seems that when they wanted to secretly let her horse go that night, it was most likely not because they were unhappy with her as they said, but because they wanted to steal the horse and escape.
Still no one came forward.
Zhao Dali had no choice but to give a few warnings and ask anyone with clues to find him privately, then dispersed them.
Huichen came in with the grain, and Ning Yue opened it and took a look. It was indeed old rice, and there were some corns mixed in, as well as peanuts and beans that had been bitten into pieces. They were probably found in mouse holes.
Ning Yue said to Master Zhi'an: "Master, it's better not to give this rice to the children. I still have some new rice. I'll ask Caiyan to bring it over."
Mrs. Zhi'an clasped her hands together: "The donor has helped us enough. You can keep it for yourself. We adults can eat the old rice. I will go out to buy some new rice for the children later."
