Shen Yunyun thought of Xu Zimo, surprised that he was willing to meddle in this matter.
"Here's some money for now. I'll find ways to send more later. These milk powders are for newborns, and these are for babies over six months old. There are also plenty of clothes and shoes—distribute them as you see fit."
When Shen Yunyun arrived this time, her space was packed to the brim.
With this batch of supplies to sustain them, Da Li should have an easier time, right?
The young emperor touched the cotton-padded coat, his eyes lighting up slightly.
"Fairy sister, can there be more of this kind of clothing?"
Shen Yunyun saw him stroking the coat and nodded. "If you want, I can get a lot."
Wasn't that just silk-cotton clothing? Cheap, light, and warm.
"If we had many such clothes, there wouldn't be so many people freezing to death this winter. Last winter, heavy snow fell for three days, and every household in Guo Family Village outside the city hung white in mourning."
The young emperor's eyes dimmed as he spoke.
Shen Yunyun was stunned.
In ancient times, winters really did kill people.
The mountains near towns were all owned, and the wood on them couldn't be cut freely.
To gather firewood, one had to go to unclaimed mountains, often taking several days to travel back and forth.
In ancient times, there was a profession called woodcutter—people who cut wood for a living. Firewood could be sold at the market, but the poor couldn't bear to burn it for warmth.
So in winter, it was no surprise that every household hung white.
A single chill could take a life.
Shen Yunyun sniffled, grateful to heaven for placing her in a peaceful country.
Grateful to heaven for letting her eat her fill.
Grateful to heaven for letting her wear warm clothes.
Comparing horizontally only made her feel worse.
Comparing vertically, the bitter days she thought she had were what countless others could only dream of.
"I'll send more. Get the orphanage started quickly."
"Alright," the young emperor agreed.
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"Granny, are you awake yet?" Tang Yu cautiously dialed the phone, a bit uncertain.
Shen Yunyun was annoyed by the ringing phone.
She checked the time—only nine in the morning.
This unfilial brat, disturbing her sleep?
"You'd better have a reason, or you know the consequences." As soon as Shen Yunyun's bossy quote came out, the other end of the line went silent for a few seconds.
"Then you sleep a bit more, call me back when you're up."
Shen Yunyun said nothing and fell back asleep.
Hearing the steady breathing from the other end, Tang Yu awkwardly said to Xiao Heng, "Sorry about that, Mr. Xiao. My granny usually sleeps until noon. How about I contact you this afternoon?"
Xiao Heng was a bit taken aback, glancing at his watch—nine o'clock.
"Is her life always this relaxed?"
"Definitely. My granny can't handle hardship."
"Then let's talk this afternoon. Does she have any usual hobbies?" Xiao Heng asked casually.
Tang Yu grew wary. "I'll contact you this afternoon, or maybe we can have lunch together."
He brushed off Xiao Heng's question.
Xiao Heng noticed but didn't call him out.
After waking up, Shen Yunyun felt like the bed had her hostage and didn't want to get up.
But Tang Yu called again.
She yawned and asked, "What's up?"
"Do you remember that Hong Kong businessman we met in Haicheng?"
Shen Yunyun's mind started working. There seemed to be such a person, around thirty, speaking fluent Cantonese.
"What about him? Did the longevity pill have side effects, and he's here for after-sales service?"