Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1257: Chapter 1256: There is a Tomb in My Heart_1 Chapter 1257: Chapter 1256: There is a Tomb in My Heart_1 “But how do I do good deeds?” Zhuang Luhe quickly became worried again.

In these times, doing good deeds is nothing but helping the poor, and Bailu Town is the best town in all of Daqi. There’s no one starving to death, no one freezing to death. If people aren’t starving or freezing, I can’t find a place to do good deeds.”

“There’s no hurry for this. You make clothes for the next few days, and I and Sanlang will think of a way,” Qiao Xiaomai gently soothed her.

“Also, remember that your health is the most important thing. You should sleep earlier at night, rest your eyes. Compared to these clothes, it’s more important for you to personally do good deeds and accumulate merit for her.”

These words struck right at Zhuang Luhe’s heart; she had been staying up late every night these past few days. If this went on for too long, surely her eyes would suffer.

“I know, I’ll go to bed early tonight,” she nodded repeatedly.

“These few days… should I have Sanlang make a spirit tablet for her?” Qiao Xiaomai added.

“No need,” Zhuang Luhe chuckled bitterly, “you are using her body and her name now. If someone saw the spirit tablet, it wouldn’t be good.”

“It’s enough that I remember her.”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai fell silent for a moment, “Okay.”

After leaving the warehouse, Qiao Xiaomai went to find Tong Sanlang.

Tong Sanlang was teaching Qiao Dami boxing. When she approached, she said, “Go to the town and ask Xiaoyang, the guard, to find out where His Highness Prince Wei is now.”

“Why are you looking for him?” Tong Sanlang asked.

“I want to ask him where in Daqi is the poorest, where the people need assistance. He’s been out of the manor for almost a year, wandering around the lands of Daqi. He would know the situation,” she replied.

“What do you need that information for?”

“Mother wants to do something for the poor, to accumulate some merit,” she explained.

Accumulating merit, Tong Sanlang understood immediately and promptly replied, “Alright, I’ll go to the town right now.”

Qiao Dami, wide-eyed, looked at him, “Brother, I want to go too…”

Hearing this, Tong Sanlang bent down to pick him up, “Let’s go, let’s go.”

It seemed Qiao Dami hadn’t been out to play in a long time, so they took him along for the trip.

Upon arriving in town, the two of them headed straight for the Academy.

Even though Qiao Xiaomai had been to the Capital City a while ago, Xiaoyang, the guard, had stayed at the Academy without leaving. He also maintained contact with Yang Ye at all times. After hearing Tong Sanlang’s intention, he said, “In one more month, he should be able to return to the Capital City. I will write to the prince about this matter, and once I get a reply from the prince, I’ll deliver it to you.”

“Then I’ll trouble you, Brother Yang,” Tong Sanlang said.

After leaving the Academy, he took Qiao Dami around the town for a while before returning to the manor.

That night, the couple lay in bed, seriously contemplating the matter.

“In the future, in our world, there are many charitable organizations that make donations to disaster-stricken areas as soon as a natural disaster occurs.”

“There are such organizations? Then let’s set up one too,” Tong Sanlang immediately suggested upon hearing this.

“But the people here aren’t conscious enough,” Qiao Xiaomai said. “From what I understand, these charitable organizations mostly get their funds from societal donations, big ones up to millions and small ones just a few bucks. If we started something similar, do you think people would donate silver?”

“Our reputation here is solid; there will always be people willing to donate. You said most come from donations, so there must be other sources of funding, right?” Tong Sanlang asked.

“They should have their own fixed and liquid asset income, government subsidies, and moreover, enterprises receive tax benefits when they do charity in the future,” she explained.

“Then this will be even easier to handle,” Tong Sanlang said with an easy manner, “just go directly to the retired emperor and have him reduce taxes for the merchants who do charity.”