pretty little cook

Chapter 593 Snake Soup ([-])

The rest of them all looked contemptuous, they even ignored brotherhood for a piece of clothing.

At this time, Mi Xiaowan also found out what they were fighting for, and she was a little funny, but it was just a few clothes, she was not reluctant to part with it, so she laughed. "Okay, I'll go back and ask Mother Lan. If they have time, I can make a set for each of you!"

When Mi Xiaowan said this, everyone burst into smiles.

The harvest was full, Mi Xiaowan looked at the sky, it was almost noon, presumably the officials should go back by this time. "Okay! Let's go back too!"

Because they had already made a detour to the west mountain, Mi Xiaowan and the others did not go back to the original place, but went directly back to the city from the west mountain, passing by a dilapidated earth temple, and Mi Xiaowan was caught by the scene in front of the earth temple. I was stunned.

A group of children were sitting in front of the earth temple with dull expressions. There were thirteen or four children in total, some big and some small, the big ones were eleven or twelve, the young ones were only four or five years old, and all of them were skinny. It's nice to say that the expression is dull, but that kind of expression can be said to be dull. In Mi Xiaowan's view, the difference between these children and the dead is just a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Mi Xiaowan and the others were all well-dressed, a gleam of hope lit up in the eyes of the children, and a few who could still move threw themselves at the feet of Mi Xiaowan and the guards. "Miss, Lord, take pity on us and give us something to eat!"

Before Mi Xiaowan could speak, Zhang Fangfang frowned. "Why are you here? Don't you know that the city is distributing food today?"

Hearing that there was Liangfa, the head child's eyes lit up first, then dimmed again, and he gave a wry smile. "Master, even if the food is distributed, we have nothing to do with it. We are small and weak, and we can't grab the front seat at all. We won't have the porridge before it's distributed!"

"Today is not the government's rations, but our rations!" Mi Xiaowan said, and looked at the children behind them who were struggling to climb to their feet. His heart softened, and he estimated the continuous rations according to their current appearance. I can't go anywhere!
"Zhang Fang, look for my earthen pot or something, build a fire, and cook some food for these children!"

As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and Mi Xiaowan immediately ordered that, anyway, they just got a lot of ingredients on their bodies, and eating Qiqi is just to satisfy their cravings. For these children, what they have on them is life-saving !
The first time the child heard Mi Xiaowan say that he would cook for them, the child immediately burst into tears, and immediately knelt down in front of Mi Xiaowan, kowtowing his head. "Thank you, miss, thank you, miss!"

"Okay, stop kowtowing, if you can walk, get up and see if there is any water source nearby, these things still need to be washed!" Mi Xiaowan reached out to help the child kneeling at her feet. "What's your name?"

"My name is Li Sanzhu!" the child grinned.

"Three pillars? There are two older brothers in your family?" Mi Xiaowan thought that she also had such a name in Shanyao Village. Most of the children in the village had similar names. Big pillars, two pillars and three pillars, counting down.

"No!" Li Sanzhu scratched her head in embarrassment. "Miss, I originally had two older sisters in my family, and I was the third child. It's just that I'm in such a mess, I don't know what happened to the older sisters?" At the end, Li Sanzhu was slightly sad.

(End of this chapter)