ps: Thank you for the reincarnation of the three sons for their support!

In the evening, as the sun had just set, the soldiers who had finished their training missions returned to the camp and gathered with their families and relatives.

Torches were soon lit, illuminating the thatched huts in the camp. The climate in Annam is hot, and the temperature is rising day by day in June, and more than 10,000 Chinese displaced people living in groups do not bother to build wooden houses, but take families and clans as units, and a dozen young people spend two days to build a wooden shed that can shelter from the wind and rain, and then add some weeds and leaves to the wooden frame, and the simple dwelling is built.

Densely packed with thousands of wooden sheds scattered within a radius of ten miles, the sun sets, night falls, busy with the work at hand Chinese young Zhuang with his family to line up to receive food.

"Those who join the army line up here, and the young and old go to the west." In front of a large cooking pot, the man with a towel around his waist shouted loudly.

Wang Gou smelled the aroma wafting from the iron pot and took a hard breath.

"Daddy, Daddy, Er Ya wants to eat white rice." In Wang Gouyu's arms, a five or six-year-old girl clapped her little hands and said happily.

The little girl had two greasy pigtails on her head, and her thin black face was stained with some dust.

didn't dislike his daughter's dirty little face, Wang Gouyu put his face on his daughter's face, and said pitifully: "Erya, let's have white rice porridge to drink soon." ”

"Woo, Daddy is deceiving, Er Ya wants to eat white rice." The little girl's face changed quickly, and she was still cheerful just now, but she disappeared immediately after hearing her father's words.

"Woo, Erya is hungry, Erya wants to eat white rice."

The little girl's tears flowed out instantly, and she kept patting her deflated little belly with her hands.

"Erya is obedient, the white rice is for the soldier to eat, and we only have porridge to drink at night."

Looking at his daughter, who was thin because of malnutrition, Wang Gou felt distressed for a while, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

More than 10,000 Chinese poured into Xialong camp in a month, which brought great difficulties to Sun Bin's logistical supply, and within a month, spent tens of thousands of taels of silver to purchase a batch of grain from the surrounding merchants and people, but Annan's civil war continued for many years, and the local people's grain stock was not much, so the grain purchased could only be carefully calculated.

More than 1,000 young men recruited as soldiers train every day and consume a lot of energy, so they are given food supply of one gruel in the morning and two dry meals at noon and evening, while ordinary Chinese people can only eat gruel three times a day to maintain a basic standard of living.

Wang Gouyu used to be a poor peasant, but later could not survive to join the peasant army, was injured in a battle, one arm was completely crippled, abandoned by the original army, and had to take the robbed Annan daughter-in-law to follow the Chinese refugees around.

Wang Gouyu heard the news of Sun Bin's recruitment of Chinese in Haiyang Province, and then followed a team of more than 400 displaced people to Ha Long, but because he was intercepted by Annan's troops on the way, he and Annan's wife were separated, and he could only take his daughter to Ha Long.

Comforting his daughter to stop crying, Wang Gouyu came to the man with two wooden bowls made of bamboo barrels, and said with a smile: "Big brother, the baby is hungry, you can do well, give more porridge." ”

"That's all there is to it, it's not enough to give you some others." The man complained, glanced at the little girl in Wang Gouyu's arms, and said in a gentle tone: "That's it, for the sake of the baby's face, I will give you a little more, and there will be no more next time." ”

As he spoke, the man put the spoon into the iron pot and added another half spoon to the wooden bowl left over by the king.

"Alas, thank you, big brother." Wang Gouyu smiled and thanked him, and hurriedly gave up his position, for fear of being dissatisfied by the people behind him.

Carefully carrying the two wooden bowls back to the shack where he lived, Wang Gouyu took out another broken porcelain bowl, poured the porridge water in the wooden bowl into the broken bowl, and then handed the wooden bowl to his daughter, and said with pity: "Erya, there is your favorite millet here, eat it quickly." ”

The little girl's eyes stared at the wooden bowl handed by her father, and her stomach rumbled twice.

Wang Gouyu knew what his daughter was thinking, touched the girl's little head, and said with a smile: "Daddy still has it in the bowl, hurry up and eat it." ”

With her father's permission, the little girl picked up the wooden bowl and ate it in a big gulp.

"Eat slowly, don't choke, there's still in the bowl."

The girl ate a bowl of coarse porridge first, and soon ate the dry food in another bowl of coarse porridge with the permission of her father, while Wang Gouyu drank the remaining porridge water to satisfy her hunger after her daughter had finished eating.

In the Xialong camp, there are usually five or six families living in a shack, and the more than a dozen people who live in a shack with Wang Gouyu's father and daughter are all displaced people who fled together at the beginning.

During the meal, more than a dozen people sat together, and one of them, a man of the same age as Wang Gouyu, saw that he left all the food for his daughter to eat, and reminded: "Brother Gouyu, don't be surprised if your brother says a word." ”

"Everyone fled here together, and Brother Sun has something to say." Wang Gouyu replied casually.

"Then I'll be blunt." The thin man took two steps forward, sat next to Wang Gouyu, and said: "Brother Gou's right hand is inconvenient, and his wife is lost on the way, and it is very hard to take care of his daughter alone. ”

After the man finished speaking, Wang Gouyu immediately understood what the other party meant, and he was making an idea to let himself sell his daughter.

During the disaster season, poor people sold their sons and daughters abounded, but Wang Gouyu was different from others, although he had no great ability for half his life, and he himself had a crippled arm, but Ye never thought about selling his daughter to others when he was the hardest.

"Brother laughed, although life in the camp is a little harder, but there are three porridges to eat every day, although I have no ability, I can also feed Erya to grow up, and I will not sell her to push her into the fire pit."

Girls from poor families are sold either to brothels by traffickers or to other families as child brides. The fate of a girl sold to a brothel is generally clear to everyone, and being a child bride to other people's families, although on the surface it is said to be raised as a daughter-in-law, is actually sold to others as slaves, and the little girl who is sold not only has to do housework in the master's house, but may also be bullied by the master's family.

Wang Gouyu worked as a day laborer for the landlord's family, and had seen the ugly faces of some gentry and landlords towards their subordinates, so he said that he would not sell his daughter.

"My daughter's parents are not someone else's family, and sending it out early will not only save a lot of food, but also get a piece of money, why can't the dog brothers get along with money......" The man here was still persuading at the exit, and Erya suddenly cried loudly and threw herself into her father's arms: "Erya will not eat in the future, Daddy don't want Erya." ”

The children of the poor are in charge of the house, and the little girl of five or six years old already knows something, and when she hears the man's words, she immediately cries in fright, afraid that her father will sell her to others.

"Er Ya is not afraid, Daddy still wants to get Er Ya's mother back, and he won't want Er Ya." Wang Gouyu softly comforted his daughter who was crying in his arms, raised his head and said sharply: "Ding Fugui, for the sake of us fleeing together, I don't care about you this time, and I will fight the idea of fighting Erya in the future, be careful that I will fight hard with you!" ”

After all, Wang Gouyu had killed people when he joined the peasant army, and the fierce expression on his face under his anger suddenly frightened the other party.

"I don't know what to do for you, and I won't care if I ask me to take care of it in the future." The thin man muttered in a low voice, stood up and ran to the back, for fear that Wang Gouyu would beat people violently.