Ouyang Xiu's carriage and horses walked forward and came to a quiet place. The trees were shaded and the bamboo forest made a rustling sound under the rain, which was quite charming.

Ouyang Xiu praised him.

Entering from the bamboo forest, a small courtyard with white walls and black tiles appeared in front of me. When the gate saw Ouyang Xiu's carriage coming, he quickly placed a footstool and helped Ouyang Xiu off the carriage.

The menzi took Ouyang Xiu all the way inside. The courtyard looked small, but there were several inches inside, and there were even a small bridge of water inside.

Ouyang Xiu couldn't help but stare at him with wide eyes.

Ouyang Xiu first met Mrs. Xue, and when Mrs. Xue saw that Ouyang Xiu looked a little bad.

"I still know I'm back. In the year of disaster, I don't want it anymore!"

Ouyang Xiu was a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Xue was so angry that her family was flooded. As the head of the family, she was still busy with other things. It was indeed a bit too much.

Ouyang Xiu quickly persuaded him softly, but Mrs. Xue was not a person who was ignorant of the generalities. After all, she was from an official family and knew that men were involuntarily as officials. Ouyang Xiu spoke a few words and turned anger into joy.

Ouyang Xiu asked about his sons.

Mrs. Xue said: "The Taixue has been on vacation, and Xiaoer sent someone to pick up Fa'er. Yier and Wuer have also picked up from Xue clan school. I have finally had some free time these two days, so I guess they are playing outside."

Ouyang Xiu nodded: "Where is the little monk?"

Mrs. Xue pointed to the side and said, "I'm with Mr. Yu and the others in the next yard."

Ouyang Xiu said in surprise: "The next door is also ours?"

Mrs. Xue nodded: "Yes, the little monk said he had many things to arrange, and the Zeng brothers also wanted to live there, so it was not convenient to live with us."

Ouyang Xiu nodded: "That's right, I'll go over and see him."

Mrs. Xue nodded: "Oh, by the way, all your treasures have been made here for you, don't worry."

Ouyang Xiu laughed: "I don't know. How could I worry about having a good wife like you?"

Mrs. Xue's pretty face turned red: "I'm not practicing!"

Ouyang Xiu laughed and walked into Ouyang Bian's courtyard from the side door.

The courtyard is very quiet. Bamboo is planted in the courtyard walls, rockery made of strange stones, and small paths are piled with stone slabs on the ground and filled with white pebbles. It looks elegant and natural.

Under a pavilion, there were several people sitting. The youngest one was holding long hair with a wooden hairpin, and the one wearing a swallow suit was naturally the youngest one.

The middle-aged man wearing a black Confucian shirt was naturally Yu Mou, and the beautiful woman next to him was of course Lu Caiwei, and there was also a middle-aged man who looked quite strange. Ouyang Xiu didn't know who it was.

The middle-aged man's voice passed through the rain curtain: "...The first batch of victims are about to enter the capital. The simple shanty town you ordered in Woniu Mountain has been built, and it can accommodate at least 10,000 people."

Ouyang Xiu was a little puzzled, what was my son going to do, the matter of helping the victims was the court's business.

But I heard Ouyang Bian say: "It should not be enough to accommodate more than 10,000 people. I guess this is hundreds of thousands of disaster victims. You tell them not to stop and continue to build them.

Well, the first victims settled their families and paid attention to the management of their families, and did not let them cause trouble. Young and middle-aged people asked them to work, dig soil, transport soil, cut trees, build shantytowns, etc., and let them do it, and our people do a good job of management.

It is best for other women to keep them busy and keep the sanitation in the shanty towns well. By the way, lime has been purchased. Lime is used for epidemic prevention and green herbs. As soon as the victims come, they have to take a bath, change clothes, and drink medicine. There is no one process left behind!…”

The more Ouyang Xiu listened, the more strange it became. Listening to their conversation, it was really like planning disaster relief, but personal disaster relief...

Ouyang Xiu shook his head and coughed loudly, which attracted the attention of several people in the pavilion.

Lu Caiwei and Yu Mou immediately stood up: "Sir, are here."

The middle-aged man was one step slower and said a little crampedly: "Sir Ouyang is fine."

Ouyang Bian stood up with a smile: "Dad, are you back?"

Ouyang Xiu smiled and nodded: "Everyone sits."

Ouyang Bian pointed to the middle-aged man and introduced to Ouyang Xiu: "Dad, this is Mr. Jiang Rucheng, general manager of West Lake City that I told you."

Ouyang Xiu nodded with a smile.

He didn't say anything, which was already very considerate. If it weren't for his son's right-hand man, he wouldn't have looked at such a businessman.

Jiang Rucheng felt flattered when he saw Ouyang Xiu's kindness.

Although he and Wang Qinian are friends, Ouyang Xiu's level is different. Ouyang Xiu is already a leader in the literary world. Recently, there have been private rumors that Ouyang Xiu is also going to worship the prime minister. Although he doesn't know the truth or the falsehood, the groundlessness may not be without cause.

Everyone sat down.

Ouyang Xiu looked at the youngest son who had not seen for several days and found that Ouyang Bian looked a little haggard, so he knew that he must have been very busy these days again.

He was not at home, and his eldest son was not very familiar with affairs, so the burdens of the family fell into such a young age.

"What are you talking about?" Ouyang Xiu asked with a smile.

When Ouyang Xiu asked, it was Ouyang Bian who answered.

Ouyang Bian said: "We are just talking about the second phase of the West Lake City project."

"Oh, the first phase has just been built, why is it going to be the second phase so soon?"

Ouyang Xiuqidao.

Ouyang Bian looked a little heavy: "I could have been so anxious. Isn't this a flood? Next, a large number of victims must have poured into Bianjing City, but now Bianjing City is also suffering from floods and has no spare time to help. I also want to do my part."

Ouyang Xiu nodded and said, "What you did is right. If you have spare time, you can help a bunch of people..."

Ouyang Xiu's words were not over, and Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "Okay, that's all for today. Let's go back and rest first."

There was only father and son left in the pavilion.

"What does my father want to say?"

Ouyang Bian smiled.

Ouyang Xiu said: "Disaster relief is a good thing, but you have to pay attention to the standard. If it is too much, you will give someone a handle."

Ouyang Bian smiled: "Is my father afraid that people will accuse us of evil intentions?"

Ouyang Xiu nodded: "I have to be careful."

Ouyang Bian nodded: "Don't worry, my father, I'm responsible. I won't talk about disaster relief openly, but in the name of recruiting workers. The reason for starting the second phase of the project is to find a place for these victims to work, give them a bite of food and earn some money to buy seeds, so that the disaster year will be over."

Ouyang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately frowned.
Chapter completed!