Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 93 Yuan Xin
There are few people outside the city and there is no life.

The city is quite lively. Although it is not as prosperous as the banquet city, there are still things that should be there.

Jiang Yu and Song Heqing were not very conspicuous when walking among the crowd, if one ignored their walking speed.

Most people in the city walk slowly and like to rush to busy places.

Two fair-faced strangers tried to stay in a place with few people, which was a bit awkward.

After passing through the bustling area, they came to a street with few people again. Jiang Yu used his spiritual power and noticed that they had stopped not far away, so he immediately followed them.

Outside an alley,

Jiang Yu saw the horse that the man was riding and went inside.

The dilapidated alleys, the scrawny horses, a group of people in shabby clothes who looked like they were fleeing...

Everything looks normal in Yuzhou City.

But Jiang Yu felt something was wrong.

Yuzhou City has always been a small group of people making trouble, which seems to be unviable, but a single spark can start a prairie fire.

After so many years, it's still not the same?Or maybe he is hiding it on purpose.

It is not impossible to use local turmoil to cover up big moves.

Song Heqing stared at the ground. This area was very chaotic, including the group of people from outside the city, only a dozen people, most of whom came in in a queue.

The alley is dusty, but the footprints on the ground are very messy. It must be that on this day, many people came and went.

"Master, do we want to go in and take a look?" Song Heqing looked away and asked Jiang Yu in a low voice.

Jiang Yu nodded, but then said, "Don't be anxious yet."

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The man in silver and white robes and the woman in white and red shirt walked along the alley and came to the door of a dilapidated house. The atmosphere inside the door was very messy.

There is also a faint sweet smell.

The two stood outside the door and could vaguely see something through the crack in the door.

Jiang Yu walked through the door and led Song Heqing into the courtyard.

The small courtyard is not very big, but there are many people gathered inside.

In addition to the people I met today, there are many people I have never met.

Without exception, these people looked lonely and tired.

The fire set up in the courtyard was burning. Above the flame, two wooden poles were set up as a support, and a large pot was placed. The fragrance came from inside, which was the smell of rice porridge.

Many people sat around outside the fire, staring at the pot in the middle without blinking.

"It smells so good. I'm hungry." Jiang Yuxun, a five- or six-year-old girl who looked like a boss, hugged the young woman next to her, swallowed, and stared at the fragrant boiler with her big eyes. .

"Nuan Nuan, please wait a little longer. I'll give it to you later." The young woman stretched out her skinny knuckles to caress the child's hair and coaxed her in a warm voice.

The child hugged the woman's waist tightly and nodded vigorously, "Yes."

"Nuan Nuan is hungry. Qing Qing, please serve her some porridge first. We adults will wait for Feng Deng and the others." A woman in black clothes who seemed to have some leadership looked at the child and said suddenly.

Qing Qing hurriedly helped Nuan Nuan and asked her to stand up. She stood up a little helplessly, "No, no, the child has a small appetite. We will wait until everyone comes, so there is no rush. Right Nuan Nuan?"

Nuan Nuan looked at her mother in confusion, but still hugged her legs and said, "Mom, Nuan Nuan, you're not hungry."

The panic on Qingqing's face calmed down a bit, she squatted down, stroked the child's face gently, her forehead pressed against her head affectionately, and a trace of apology flashed in her eyes.

The woman in black clothes didn't say anything, and the atmosphere fell into silence again.

The only child present also buried his head in his mother's arms and did not speak. He only occasionally revealed a pair of longing eyes and stared at the boiler in the middle.

Jiang Yu looked at them quietly. There was a dead tree in the courtyard, with a few dead yellow leaves hanging here and there. Many dead leaves also fell on the ground, covering them layer by layer. Jiang Yu turned around and walked to sit on the stone under the tree. .

Song Heqing sat next to her, with dead leaves trembling gently under his feet. The slight sound was amplified in the quiet environment.

Because he was closer to the mother and son, the child stared at the trembling leaves with some confusion, but did not dare to speak because the atmosphere was too dull.

After a while, there were chaotic footsteps outside the door, and many people in the courtyard immediately stood up excitedly, "I'm back, I'm back."

Qing Qing also picked up her daughter, with a smile on her face.

"Back, Uncle Fengdeng is back."

Jiang Yu stood up, passed a group of people, and saw seven or eight people walking in.

The most conspicuous among them is a man who looks very tall.

The face is a bit childish, but the eyebrows are a bit weathered.

Jiang Yu looked at it carefully and felt that it looked familiar.

Is this what they call Feng Deng?

When Jiang Yuzheng was confused, the woman in black clothes had already walked up to the middle-aged man next to the tall man and said, "Fengdeng, you are back."

"I'm back, and this time I'm bringing someone to you." Feng Deng said with a smile.

Feng Deng is not very tall. On the contrary, he is somewhat delicate and has a gentle smile, like a scholar.

But it is not difficult to see from his words and the respect others have for him that his status is still very high.

Feng Deng patted the person next to him on the shoulder and pushed him in front of him, "You may not know him, but you must know his name, Yuan Xin."

"Yuan Xin?"

"Is he Yuan Xin? This is too young." Someone said in disbelief.

Even the woman in front of Feng Deng was a little surprised, "Chief Yuan? So young?"

Yuan Xin stood in front of everyone and said loudly: "Everyone has come here with a lot of travel and is tired. Let's eat quickly and take a rest. I will take you back to the territory tomorrow."

Jiang Yu stared at the speaker, not expecting that they had already developed their own territory.

After looking around for a week, it was confirmed that there were no immortal cultivators among them. Jiang Yu could have them all buried here at any time, but fighting violence with violence was not the best way, and she could not kill innocent people casually.

The change of kingship is not a crime, and they have no karma.

Jiang Yu and Song Heqing have already gone without grains, so they don't need to eat whole grains to avoid feeling hungry.

But in order to survive, these people must have food support.

A big pot of porridge may seem like a lot, but there won’t be much left if you just share it. In addition, there is more water and less porridge, so everyone gets even less.

Jiang Yu stood next to the little girl, looking down at her condescendingly. He saw the little girl and Qing Qing sharing a bowl of porridge. The child sipped the porridge in small sips, blowing it when he took a sip, and then gave it to his mother.

Yuan Xin walked to the little girl and happened to be next to Jiang Yu. He squatted down and Jiang Yu could see his face from the side, very close.

Jiang Yu could tell from his face that he should not be more than 20 years old, very young, with some small white marks on his face, which should be old injuries.

"Are you still hungry?" Yuan Xin stroked the little girl's hair and asked softly.

Nuannuan didn't recognize the brother in front of her and unconsciously raised her eyes to look at her mother.

Qing Qing shook her head.

The child also shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry."

"Lie." Yuan Xin stretched out his hand and gently scratched her nose, smiling warmly.

Jiang Yu looked at his smile, which was indeed sincere and clean.

"You haven't even drank, how come you're not hungry?" Yuan Xin took a bowl of porridge from Feng Deng and let the child hold it.

(End of this chapter)