When the villagers of Shenshu Village saw these people, they would be punished if they called out thieves again.

"A sin!"

"Get up."

The old lady Bai and Zhen's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law spoke together to the kneeling woman.

"Where did you come from?" Zhen's eyes fell on the girl in the woman's arms, and she couldn't help asking.

"We came from Qingyang County..." the young woman cried as she held her daughter tightly in her arms, "Our Qingyang County was the worst hit by the disaster. We had no crops, so we had to come out to beg for food."

"Our town is the most serious in Qingyang County. Even the bark has been eaten up. There is really no way to survive..." The young woman's husband, a young man with a wound on his leg, lay next to his son, his chapped lips ripped out. wry smile.

"Woooooooooooo..." The other women in the crowd started to cry.

A few days ago, when Bai Sanzhuang and Tian Maimiao went home, the villagers learned from Bai Sanzhuang that the drought outside was worse than that in Shenshu Village, especially that Qingyang County was the most severe drought in this county.

But I didn't expect it to be so serious. It was so serious that these victims had to leave their homes to beg, and it was so serious that they could meet these victims in Shenshu Village.

You must know that Shenshu Village is in a mountain depression, and the traffic is not very convenient. It is not so easy to get in and out.

"How long have you been out?" Aunt Hu was soft-hearted, seeing the child in the young woman's arms couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ten days." The young woman said.

"How did you come to our village?" Village Chief Zhao asked.

"We have been begging all the way, and now we are suffering disasters everywhere, food is scarce, and there is no food to beg for along the way. I heard... I heard that the drought in Yangfeng County is not serious, so I came here..." the young woman whispered.

"When I came to Nanguan Mountain, I heard that there was a harvest in Shenshu Village this year. They said that there is a lucky girl here. If you touch it, you will be blessed, so we... came..." An old man among the victims sighed, "We really didn't want to steal it. Your things, these children are really hungry, so..."

"Woooooo..." the skinny children sobbed softly.

When this group of victims came to Shenshu Village, they saw that the door of their house was open and there was no one in the house.

There were porridge and steamed buns in the stove, so they rushed in desperately, grabbed the steamed buns and stuffed them into their mouths.

Because of their identities as "widows" and divorced women, Qiuniang and Qinghe were excluded from praying for rain, so they were the first to discover this group of people.

The people in Shenshu Village are generally simple and kind. They had already developed a sense of compassion when they saw the skinny images of these victims. After asking a few questions, their sympathy exploded.

Especially the elderly and children among a dozen people, it is even more unbearable.

Who has no old people, who has no children.

"Come on, give me this child." Zhen's eyes were red and he stretched out his hand to the young woman.

The young woman's body was stiff, and she was holding her daughter in her arms, and she didn't let go.

"It's not robbing your child, your daughter seems to be sick." Bai Muban looked at the emaciated girl, thought of his own daughter, felt distressed, and shouted at Wu Chaojing, "Where is your father, let your father come and see .”

"Brother Ah Zhen, can I bring your milk." Xiao Fuyuan suddenly thought of something and said to Ah Zhen beside him.

Ah Zhen frowned and said to Wu Xiaoying, "Go get it, there's still a spoon."

Wu Xiaoying quickly fetched the milk.Zhen Shi took the little girl from the young woman's arms, and fed the milk into her mouth spoon by spoon.

The young woman covered her mouth and wept softly.

Xie Chuntao came out of the house with a basket of steaming steamed buns, and Qiuniang followed behind with a large bucket of porridge.

When the victims saw the steamed buns, their eyes were straightened.

"Come on, let's eat." The old lady Bai picked up the steamed buns and handed them to the victims.

The victims grabbed the steamed buns with their dirty hands and devoured them hungrily.

"It's not easy to go out, let's..."

Before Village Chief Zhao finished speaking, the villagers ran towards the house one after another, and then ran out in a swarm.

It's just that there are more steamed buns, porridge, pancakes...

"What are you two doing?" In the mansion, Xie Xiaolian saw that Liu Yishou and Wu Xiaoying were holding two large baskets filled with meat, fish and eggs.

"The young master asked us to deliver food to the disaster victims outside." Liu Yishou said.

"You two are confused? Those victims have been hungry for so long, can they overcome these big fish and meat? Besides, it's so difficult outside, are you two carrying these things out to bring hatred to the young master?" Xie Xiaolian made a serious face. .

There is no one who can empathize with those victims more than him. He went out to beg for food because of the famine at home when he was young.

"Go, get it again, porridge, pancakes, and pickles are the best."

These dozen victims from Qingyang County devoured the food given by the villagers of Shenshu Village. This was the happiest day they had ever lived since the drought.

The daughter in the young woman's arms recovered after being fed the milk by Mrs. Zhen.

Wu Langzhong checked it and found nothing wrong. The reason why the child was dying was because he was hungry.

Mrs. Zhen wiped the little girl's body with a hot towel, and asked Xie Chuntao to take out the clothes that Xiao Fuyuan wore when she was young and change them into her.

The young couple almost knelt down to Zhen Shi, but was helped up by Zhen Shi.

"Brother, how did your leg hurt?" Bai Dazhuang asked.

The young man said sadly: "I saw a starving child on the road. I wanted to bury that child. He was bitten by some wild dogs."

Everyone felt sad for a while, and at the same time felt that this young man was kind-hearted.

Wu Langzhong carried the medicine box on his back and helped the young man clean up the wound, while Xia Qinghe helped wrap it up with a piece of silk cloth.

"Didn't it mean that the disaster relief food has arrived in Qingyang County, and you haven't received it?" Ah Zhen asked suddenly.

The young man shook his head and said bitterly: "It is said to be here, but no one has seen it, and Bao Buqi has been snatched by us."

An old woman in the crowd gritted her teeth and said, "Lizheng's younger sister is the concubine of the county government official, and he is used to being domineering. All other towns have received relief food, but we have none."

Ah Zhen frowned, her eyes were cold.

Here, Xie Xiaolian rode out of the village quietly.

"What are you going to do next?" Village Chief Zhao asked suddenly.

If it is a good year and other people are in trouble or disaster, and they live in Shenshu Village, they will survive with everyone's help.

But there are so many people, and the famine will end when he doesn't know when, if he wants to keep these people, the people in Shenshu Village don't have any extra food to help them.

One or two meals is fine, but definitely not for a long time.

"Thank you for giving us a full meal. This meal can last for ten and a half days. We will be on our way tomorrow." The old man who had just spoken stood up tremblingly and saluted the villagers of Shenshu Village.

The old man was clearly the leader of the group.

Among the victims, several young people showed obvious reluctance, and opened their mouths to say something.

"In this year of disaster, everyone's life is difficult. Fortunately, the villagers of Shenshu Village helped us. Everyone should remember this kindness." The old man swept the crowd with stern eyes.

The young men lowered their heads.

Originally, the people of Shenshu Village were worried that they would stay, but when they heard the old man say this, they were relieved and at the same time felt great pity.

"Just one more request, can you allow us to sleep in the barley field of your village overnight, and we will be on our way early tomorrow morning." The old man looked at Village Chief Zhao.

Village Chief Zhao nodded.

"It's not easy for everyone to go out. Everyone has difficult times. Let me tell you, our family will take out some food for them to eat on the way tomorrow." The old lady Bai said.

The villagers of Shenshu Village nodded their heads one after another.

Seeing their miserable situation, everyone was a little glad that although the harvest was not good this year, they still had food to eat, so they would not leave their hometowns to beg.

……

In the evening, everyone brought out their own meals to the victims of Qingyang County who were resting in the wheat field.

"When will it rain? God will stop people from living." Village head Zhao couldn't help but look up at the sky. He even felt that Ah Zhen was right to scold him today, especially when he saw the plight of the victims.

"It's coming, it's going to rain." Xiao Fuyuan said.

As soon as the words fell, the rumbling thunder came from the direction of Nanguan Mountain!

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