After the empress transmigrated, she became the judge of the entertainment industry.

Chapter 745 Let's see what we have to eat!

Xiao Yuan's shrill cries pierced the night sky.

But no one stopped her or comforted her.

The woman stirred, but because of the gaze of the person in front of her, she did not continue to move.

Ye Sanqing knew that comforting her or stopping her from crying would be useless at this time.

Although she herself was emotionally deprived, she was not unfamiliar with such scenes, nor was she incapable of understanding them.

This scene usually occurs after a war ends, and the faces of the soldiers' families often show expressions very similar to those of Madoka now.

Ye Sanqing... always just walked past them indifferently.

Even if she had feelings, she wouldn't show them, let alone have no feelings left.

An emperor cannot afford to have moments of vulnerability; even if he does, it is all part of a scheme.

Sheng Hanyu glanced at the expressions of the others and sighed inwardly.

He couldn't possibly stop a child from venting their grief over losing their parents.

So for those few minutes, apart from the man's somewhat impatient gaze, there was no other sound in the yard except for Xiao Yuan's crying.

Xiaoyuan's wailing gradually turned into normal crying, then into sobbing, and finally stopped.

Ye Sanqing glanced at Sheng Hanyu, who took out a tissue and handed it to Xiaoyuan, saying, "Wipe your face first."

Xiaoyuan couldn't understand why the older brother and sister in front of her seemed like good people, inviting her to dinner and saying they had work, but why did they bring bad news in the end?

Sheng Hanyu understood the immense pressure of notifying the bereaved family, but he couldn't dwell on it now. Instead, he said to Xiaoyuan, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyuan."

Xiao Yuan was stunned again.

No adult has ever apologized to her so solemnly.

"Alright," Ye Sanqing clearly didn't care about the pressure, "Xiaoyuan, get what you deserve first, then think about other things."

Xiao Yuan didn't understand, but her instincts told her that the older sister in front of her was right, so she nodded.

"So, the compensation is in your hands. Adding the money they saved up, how much is left?" Ye Sanqing asked.

"..." The man opened his mouth, still wanting to hide it, but he felt that there was no point in hiding it now. "1.6 million. They didn't have much money saved up, only about 100,000 at the time, and they still have 50,000 to 60,000 left."

Sheng Hanyu did the math, and it turned out to be the kind of money that an ordinary worker could save up over several years by living frugally. He probably wasn't exaggerating.

Of course, even if they did say so, it would be difficult to verify now, because given the cash-spending habits in this kind of place, it's unlikely that they would ask the man to pull out each bill and check it one by one.

All you need to do is get the lion's share.

"!" The woman's eyes were full of resentment. She held back for a moment but couldn't help it. "So, you two aren't here in the middle of the night to ask ordinary people like us for money, are you?"

“So what if it is me?” Ye Sanqing asked.

"..." The woman was completely unable to use any of her usual tricks.

Ye Sanqing's words were basically no different from the logic of a robber, but she knew very well that she couldn't get entangled with this kind of person. If she started to explain, she would get into an endless war of words.

“How about this, if you don’t want to be sued, find a way to transfer guardianship rights,” Sheng Hanyu said, having come up with a suitable solution.

"How could I be sued!" the man exclaimed, his eyes wide.

"Oh right! I'm suddenly hungry. Why don't we go see what we can eat?" Ye Sanqing walked towards a bungalow on the side of the courtyard without warning.

It really is a kitchen; it seems that some of her experiences have given her some valuable lessons.

Before anyone could stop her, Sheng Hanyu smiled slightly at the others and said, "Let's go over there too."

"I'd like to ask, do you buy your vegetables fresh every day?" As soon as Sheng Hanyu entered the kitchen, she saw Ye Sanqing staring at the rice container and had a general idea of ​​what to ask.

By this time, Ye Sanqing should have become quite familiar with the food preparation process, so she spotted the problem at a glance.

Apart from a rice container and a flour sack, there was practically nothing else in the kitchen.

That's impossible. How much energy would Xiaoyuan's group of children, plus the two adults, consume in a day? And that doesn't even include their own children.

Moreover, at least in such areas there should be some dried chili peppers, garlic, or dried meat hanging on the ground, or some cabbage, potatoes, or radishes on the ground, but there are none of these.

This isn't the South, where people value freshness and have to go to the market every morning to buy groceries. Even in the South, people still need to stock up on basic necessities like salted eggs and regular eggs.

No wonder Xiaoyuan doesn't eat. Does that mean their family only cooks rice?

“There are vegetables here!” the woman argued, pointing to a jar in the corner.

This should be a pickling jar.

"What do you eat every day?" Sheng Hanyu noticed that the woman's tone was completely unevasive, indicating that she was not deliberately skimping on food, but rather did not think there was anything wrong with what she ate.

"There's rice, noodles, and vegetables!" the woman said. "The pickled vegetables I made myself are very fragrant!"

"...Do you know that not feeding a child properly is considered abuse?" Sheng Hanyu asked.

The man tensed up slightly. "How could that be? We've already cooked for them!"

Sheng Hanyu didn't even bother to say anything to him; he must have been cheating on her. But "cheating" was exactly what it sounded like. The man seemed to know exactly what his wife was thinking, but perhaps he thought it was cheaper that way, so he didn't care.

Anyway, the money is in his hands, and he can live a life of luxury outside, and no one can control him.

At least he didn't look pale and emaciated, which is enough to tell the story.

"Why don't you go and talk to the judge?" Sheng Hanyu threatened.

So, it's still unknown where that money went.

It's fortunate that the man doesn't seem to have any bad habits, because if he did, and had already spent all the money, their family wouldn't be in this situation now.

Sheng Hanyu had seen what people with bad habits looked like.

It seems to be a subconscious act of thrift... or rather, they believe that the money will most likely end up in their hands in the end, and they are saving their own money now.

It was hidden quite well; they usually didn't turn on the lights or anything...

"No, no, I can't be prosecuted!" The man couldn't distinguish between being prosecuted and being convicted. "I still need to work!"

“Yes, you can’t arrest our men!” the woman shouted.

"Don't make a fuss." Ye Sanqing waved his hand. "Sheng, is there a way to get the paperwork done?"

Sheng Hanyu thought to herself, "Now I've unlocked a new nickname. 'Yes, but what does Xiaoyuan think?'"

Ye Sanqing looked at Xiaoyuan.

It wasn't that she disrespected Xiaoyuan's opinion, but rather that, under these circumstances, she believed Xiaoyuan's decision might not be correct.

But Sheng Hanyu's reminder is correct; even if it's not true, you should still listen before making a decision.

That was close. This habit used to be a good thing, but now it seems inconsiderate.

"I think……"