Seeing the harmonious scene in front of him, the young man who got off the car was also stunned.

Ning Fu smiled secretly. Scarface's judgment was still very accurate. He had been accustomed to seeing the warmth and coldness of people since he was a child, and he had a beast-like intuition about people and the environment.

"Brother Scarface, why did you come back so early today?"

A child who was playing saw Scarface and immediately ran over limping. His right leg was obviously disabled.

In fact, if you observe carefully, you will find that most of these children playing have disabilities.

"My shopkeeper wants to come and have a look!"

Scarface supported the running child, then pointed at Ning Fu and said.

Hearing Ning Fu's identity, the disabled boy's eyes immediately lit up, and he asked Ning Fu happily: "Shopkeeper, do you still need help? I work very quickly, no worse than Brother Scarface!"

"You're too young, let's wait until you grow up!"

Ning Fu reached out and touched the child's little head and said with a smile, this child is only seven or eight years old, but he is far more precocious than his peers.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

At this moment, a man dressed as a petty official came over very vigilantly and asked.

"Ning Fu, I would like to donate some materials to Futian Yuan and do some good deeds."

Before the young man beside him could speak, Ning Fu answered first.

As soon as he heard that he was here to donate things, the clerk immediately turned from anger to joy, and immediately stepped forward and saluted: "I have offended you just now. Please come with me. Lord Wu is waiting for guests. Just wait a moment!"

Ning Fu and the young man looked at the situation inside Futian Courtyard as they walked.

There are many houses here, and every house is full of people. There must be hundreds of people just seen along the way.

"Why are there so many people?"

The young man asked with a frown.

"There is no way. There are too many people in the capital, and there are also many orphans, widows, old and weak. In addition, when there is any famine, the victims like to run to the capital, so the four Futian courtyards are full of people!"

The clerk leading the way sighed and replied.

Ning Fu was also observing these people in Futian Courtyard.

He saw that the adopted people were all old, weak, sick and disabled, and not young and strong with full hands and feet. This made him nod secretly, and became more convinced of his judgment.

The clerk led Ning Fu and the others to a room quickly.

As a result, as soon as Ning Fu and the others arrived, they saw an angry old man pushing open the door.

A middle-aged official followed closely behind the old man, holding the other man's sleeve with one hand and saying loudly with a smile on his face: "Brother Zhou, don't be angry. Please think about it again and treat it as a good deed, okay?"

"There's nothing to consider. If you don't sell it, just let the tea leaves rot in the ground!"
Chapter completed!