"Everyone is very grateful to Little Lord Pei," Cuicui whispered into Lu Tong's ear, "Every time he comes to the Plague Hospital, he brings us good things, and when he talks to people, he doesn't disdain us like those high-ranking officials from Shengjing did before." Cuicui smiled shyly, "My dad told me that when I look for a husband in the future, I should find someone handsome, good-natured, and capable like Little Lord Pei."
Lu Tong couldn't help but be amused by her.
"What good things did he bring you today?" Lu Tong asked.
"Today is a big snow day," Cuicui said, her eyes wide, "In the past, during heavy snow, people needed to take tonics. Every household would cure meats. But this year, with the epidemic in Su Nan, things are not the same. I heard Brother Duan say that Little Lord Pei brought dried meat and had someone cook us meat soup today, to celebrate the New Year in our own way."
The little girl said this and swallowed, her eyes showing a hint of longing.