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Yuan Shanjia thought of his grandmother's words before leaving, and his throat was a little choked, as if a large stone was blocked there.

Grandmother was already so weak, but she still had to comfort her. She knew she had to do something to help her father.

The weather is still hot and dry, and I don't know anything, so I sing unhurriedly and leisurely.

Outside the city.

The camp was quiet and no one was out and about.

One is because it's too hot.

The second is that because of the epidemic, they know more or less about it.

Some even plotted to escape in the middle of the night, otherwise they would have perished.

They all want to live well, and they don't want their lives to stop at this moment and leave them.

Many people are probing their brains in the house, and although they dare not make a sound, their ears are long.

It seemed to want to hear whether the officers and soldiers were going to kill them all.

Adults are even afraid that their children will be disturbed, so they have been covering their children's mouths.

In particular, children under the age of five were held in the arms of their loved ones, and their mouths were covered with clothes, leaving only their noses to breathe.

Their emaciated skeletons, covered by their clothes, were small, like a dead skeleton if not for the occasional tremble.

Some of the older children did not know their worries, and they hid behind the rag curtains to peek at Yuan Tianzai's tent.

They heard from the adults that it was General Yuan.

They had all heard the story of General Yuan as a great hero before.

But they had never met the general, so they were all curious.

The dark face was a mixture of mud and oil stains, as well as snot or saliva.

The only thing that came alive on their dry faces was their eyes.

The pair of black and white eyes stared at the curtain of the tent, longing for it to be lifted.

That way, they can see what the big hero looks like.

And if it's a big hero, he'll definitely bring them something to eat.

Some children subconsciously licked their dry lips when they thought of this.

They hadn't drunk water since the afternoon.

Relatives did not allow them to drink water from the river.

However, the boiling water in the camp was limited, and all they were allocated was a large bowl, and when they were finished, they were gone.

Yuan Tian lifted the curtain, he stood at the door and touched his beard, and sighed, "What's wrong with this God?" ”

In this kind of famine year, only the people at the bottom suffer the most.

"Yikes! He's out! A small child exclaimed.

The children hid behind curtains and tried to cover themselves with rags, curtains called rags with holes everywhere.

It wasn't useful, but they thought it was useful, and they were still discussing it with relish.

"He's so tall!"

"yes, and a lot of meat, a lot of meat."

"That's good, I want to grow meat too."

"You just dream!"

Yuan Tian was attracted by their voices, and when he looked over, he saw a string of black eyes behind the rags.

"What are you doing?" He looked at his figure, smiled kindly, and beckoned to them.

He's not fat, so how can you say he has meat?

The children hid behind, one pushing and shoving.

"He's found us!"

"Call you!"

"Call you!"

"No, it's called you!"

"It's not, it's just you."

"Don't push me."

It was a mess for a while.

Yuan Tian helplessly raised his forehead, "You all come out, I'll give you something to eat." ”

As he spoke, he instructed Shi Xi to bring him some food.

After those children finished swallowing their saliva, they still didn't hold back after all, and they all walked out.

The adults in the room were also a little nervous, but after looking at the soldiers around them, and thinking of Yuan Tian's identity, they didn't move after all.

However, adults with children have pushed their children out one after another, so that they can also come out and get a piece of the pie.

I can pad some stomachs and let them feel it too.

Yuan Tian looked at the children in front of him.

Before he came out, he only noticed their dark faces.

When they came out, he realized that there was only a layer of skin left on the children's bodies. The bones on the face can be seen.

No wonder they say he has meat.

They were covered in empty clothes, and their waists were tightly tied with hemp rope or vines.

With Yuan Tian's eyesight, she could even see that there were still old and new tooth marks on those vines.

"Aren't you going to give it to us?" A black child spoke weakly.

He looked at Yuan Tian and didn't speak, just looked at them, and thought he had repented.

"Did I say you have meat and you're angry?" A child asked anxiously.

He regretted how casually he spoke.

The rest of the children also kept their heads bowed weakly, and their straw sandals with bare toes kept rubbing on the ground.

Yuan Tian shook his head, "How come?" What General Ben said, he will not break his word! You go to the deputy commander of the stone to get it, and come in order, the big one should let the small one, you know? ”

"Yes!" Kids class. Cheer.

They lined up, looking at Shi Xi earnestly, waiting for him to distribute the food.

The food was steamed buns, and after Yuan Tian arrived, Mr. Lin sent it over, a whole car.

It looks like a lot, but if it is distributed, not all refugees can get it.

It's best for him to give it to the kids at this time.

"Yikes! It's steamed buns! "The children were pleasantly surprised.

"That's right, it's a steamed bun, it's buckwheat noodles!"

Yuan Tian watched the children receive steamed buns one by one, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

He couldn't help but think of Yuan Shanqi when he was a child.

She was almost piled out of gold by the Li family, and all the food was specially made by someone, which was very nourishing.

The Li family has a special Zhuangzi for marriage, which is used to grow and breed the things she and Yuan Shanqi eat, and rarely buy them outside.

Something like white-flour steamed buns rarely appears, and even when they do, they are carefully cooked and carved.

And things like buckwheat noodles and steamed buns have never appeared on Yuan Shanqi's menu.

Look at the group of black children in front of me, just a buckwheat steamed bun, they are so happy.

He thought about the refugees, and then thought of those big families, and his heart was a little sad.

Himself, as if he was stepping in the middle, couldn't go up, couldn't get down, and the emperor was waiting to get him off the horse at any time.

But here he will be to share his troubles.

Ay!

Grunt.

In the distance, another carriage drove slowly, attracting everyone's attention.

The children who received the steamed buns scattered and fled into the house.

The child who didn't receive the steamed bun looked left and right, standing there at a loss, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

Yuan Tian said to the child: "You go ahead and take it, don't worry." ”

The children were a little relieved, and some of them boldly peeked into the carriage to find out who it was.

Yuan Tian turned his head to take a closer look, and the carriage had the symbol of the imperial palace on it.

Could it be the emperor?

(To be continued.) )