A Military Doctor Became a Stepmom in Ancient Times

No one would think that it was dishonorable for Ning Yue to visit the poor on East Street, but she was said to be unappreciative of the people.

After all, a slum in the East Street was considered an anomaly by everyone. Even the people on West Street were unwilling to go there.

They said that she did not care about the people’s feelings because she had given the silver ingot to the old beggar and grandson without thinking.

Of course, this matter was magnified infinitely by someone with ill intentions.

He told Ning Yue everything. “These people have nothing to do. Don’t take it to heart.”

“Don’t worry, I didn’t take these words to heart. Come with me to West Street.” Ning Yue sighed.

“Are you really going to West Street?” Jiang Ying asked.

“Yes,” Ning Yue said. “Don’t worry. When I go to West Street this time, I’ll follow closely behind you. I won’t do anything you say I can’t.”

Jiang Ying was curious why Ning Yue wanted to go to West Street, but he did not ask.

He knew Ning Yue’s personality. She would say what she wanted to say and what she didn’t want to say. It was useless to persuade her.

“Okay.” Jiang Ying nodded.

The two of them made their preparations before heading to West Street.

Although it was not as poor as East Street, the housing conditions were not very good. It had some ordinary tiled houses. Just like South Street, there were richer families living on the streets. The further they went, the worse their living conditions became.

At the end of the street, Ning Yue realized that the people at the end of the street who lived on West Street did not eat very well.

There was a family who ate moldy steamed buns for dinner.

The woman removed the mold from the steamed bun and roasted it over the fire before bringing it to her family to eat.

This scene made Ning Yue feel a little upset.

“Why isn’t anyone here willing to do anything good to help these people?” She seemed to be asking herself and wondering if she should do something.

“There’s never enough good deeds to do. What we have to do is teach them to work and exchange work for money. That’s the best.” Jiang Ying knew very well what Ning Yue was thinking.

She was a kind woman. When she saw the scene on East Street, she argued with him about giving money.

Now that she saw the living conditions on West Street, of course she would pity the people.

“By the way, I came to West Street today to discuss something with you here,” Ning Yue suddenly said.

Jiang Ying looked at her in shock. What was Ning Yue thinking?

“The people of this world lack spiritual food. We can start from this,” Ning Yue said.

“Spiritual food?” Jiang Ying was even more puzzled. He didn’t seem to understand what Ning Yue meant.

“What is this spiritual food you’re talking about?” he asked again.

“It’s very simple. When I’m bored, I do things to pass the time,” Ning Yue said.

Jiang Ying felt that he did not understand again. How could boredom and spiritual food be related?

“I’ve been paying attention in the capital for a long time. Everyone’s way of passing the time is either to hold a party, watch a show or listen to a book reading together. Don’t you think it’s very boring to repeat it day after day? If I arrange some new forms of entertainment in their free time, won’t they find it very refreshing?”

Ning Yue happily said her thoughts.

“Yueyue, other than these, what other forms of entertainment do you have?” Jiang Ying was very curious about Ning Yue’s thoughts.

“The Fenghua Pavilion I’m going to build now is what I have in mind. For example, a talent show, singing and dancing, and so on.”

“Singing? Is it a play?” Jiang Ying asked.

“No,” Ning Yue said with a smile.

Jiang Ying wished he could ask Ning Yue what she was thinking. He wanted to know what she was thinking.

“Just like a ballad. How about this? I’ll go to the Fenghua Pavilion to make arrangements and invite you over to take a look,” Ning Yue said to Jiang Ying.

“I want to hire people, such as the people here on West Street. They should all be farm workers. If the salary I give can be higher than the salary for working in the fields, do you think they’re more willing to work at our place or in the fields?”