The staff of the Security Department explained to the people, and Zhang Yan'er took out his own certificate.

After the people saw it, they let him go and went to work.

Zhang Yan'er hadn't eaten much for several days, and after a violent escape, she was even hungrier now.

He was holding his own food book and food stamps, a little tangled.

He didn't know if he would be chased and beaten by the people again if he went again.

"Gollum~Gollum~"

Zhang Yan'er was almost hungry, he couldn't take care of it so much, so he took the grain book and food stamps and went to the grain store.

When he got the cheap grain at the grain store, he was still a little incredulous.

He thought that the shopkeeper would not give him food, after all, some people had just identified him as a ticket seller and chased him to beat him.

In fact, the shopkeeper only saw a back.

The most important point is that as long as the people who come to redeem the grain have the same promissory note, the grain store will pay it.

Zhang Yan'er received the food and went home happily.

He's back, and he's got a chase shop that he won't forget.

When he returned, there was no one left.

There is only one Uncle Zhang, who is in the upper grade, leaning against the edge of the house to enjoy the coolness.

"I'm back... Finish. ”

Zhang Yan'er was a little lost, he already knew that he was wrong, he really wanted to tell them that he had changed, and he had abandoned the darkness and turned to the light.

However, except for Uncle Zhang, no one will hear his words.

"This family, what about the others?"

In the more than two hundred years from the sixth year of Wu in the early Ming Dynasty to the Chongzhen Dynasty, countless large-scale migrations were held in the big locust tree in Hongdong.

Up to now, the descendants of these big locust trees have spread all over the Ming Dynasty.

When people ask each other for their surnames when they meet for the first time, if they have the same surname, they will say, "It turns out to be my family." ”

Gradually, the Gu language, which is called the family between the same surname, became popular.

In modern times, this saying has changed, and it is called: "Five hundred years ago it was one." ”

Therefore, Zhang Yan'er is called Uncle Zhang's own family, and that is because both of them are surnamed Zhang.

Zhang Yan'er handed the grain to Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang rolled his eyes and turned his head in disgust.

"Benjia, I... I... You see, I've changed my ways. Zhang Yan'er took out the certificate of merit from her arms and carefully flattened it to Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang studied in the early years, if it weren't for the fact that his family fell into the middle of the road later, maybe he would be a talent now.

"Yo, dogs don't eat anymore?" Uncle Zhang looked at it carefully and said mockingly.

"Hey, hey... I didn't eat it. ”

"I know that repentance and salvation are still saved, if you go to be a slave again, then it is really hopeless."

Uncle Zhang is one of the few people who knows Zhang Yan'er's old background.

"Hungry, aren't you?"

"I boiled porridge, you go taste it."

"Then you're welcome."

Zhang Yan'er skillfully came to the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, and sniffed it.

The familiar fragrance, the familiar leaves, he couldn't help but poke it with his fingers.

"Well, familiar salt."

"Who let you use your hands, clean or not, don't just go up to the thatched house and run over to steal food." Uncle Zhang appeared behind Zhang Yan'er and slapped him the back of the head.

Zhang Yan'er has this problem, every time she likes to steal food, and once she ran over to steal it when she went to the thatched house, and was caught by Uncle Zhang, because of this matter, she was laughed at by the family of Datongpu for a long time.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Zhang Yan'er and Uncle Zhang, who were full of food and drink, burped, and rested against the wall.

"My family, what about them? Where have they gone? ”

"It's a long story, I'll tell you slowly, it starts after you collect the food stamps..."

Zhang Yan'er couldn't help blushing when she heard Uncle Zhang say that he collected food stamps again.

"There are no food stamps, we have no relief food, Zhenbei Bo also said that last year it was to prevent Huang Taiji from coming to rob us, and he was afraid that we would starve to death, so he distributed relief food.

How many people do we have to have in Datong Mansion? It's been a year since I ate Zhenbeibo, where do we still have the face to rely on Zhenbeibo.

Heck, but then we don't have anything to eat.

Thankfully, you gave us enough money, and we used it to survive for a while.

At this time, many merchants appeared in various parts of Datong Prefecture, and they recruited craftsmen and coolies, not only to manage food, but also to pay wages.

This is not the same as going to someone else's house to be a slave or a servant.

If they don't want to do it, they can leave at any time, and they will settle the salary, and you will be paid for one day if you have worked for a day.

I've lived most of my life, and I've never seen anything like this? ”

"No, Benjia, what does this have to do with their disappearance?" Zhang Yan'er interrupted Uncle Zhang's words and asked puzzled.

"Young people, it's boring.

Where to find such a good thing, they all went as soon as they heard about it. ”

"Is there really such a good thing? It can't be a lie, right? ”

"Do you think everyone is like you? This matter is guaranteed by Uncle Zhenbei, and whoever dares to lie to us will have to walk around without eating.

Uncle Zhenbei, what kind of existence is that?

I heard that Zhenbei Bodu went to the door of the Jin people's house and captured countless Jin prisoners. ”

"And this?"

"Okay, no, there is a martial arts hall in Datong Mansion, there are many golden people in it, their hair, I tell you, is like the tail of the shoe, oops, weird."

"You brag, who of us doesn't know that your legs and feet are inconvenient, how can you know this?" Zhang Yan'er didn't believe it.

"No, here you are, they told me."

Wang Zezhi built a people's livelihood hall under the Ministry of Finance.

Wang Zezhi intends to make the Minsheng Department gradually stronger, so the first director of the Civil Affairs Department is himself.

The staff of the People's Livelihood Department is Wang Zezhi's selection of fifteen or sixteen-year-old students with excellent grades from schools in various places.

These little guys are advanced, energetic, and energetic.

It is very appropriate for them to do livelihood work.

This department receives money from the Ministry of Finance to take care of these elderly people.

After the relief food stamps were cancelled, they began to act, and today they handled Uncle Zhang's love card and sent it to him.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm here to see you." Two staff members from the Ministry of People's Livelihood came over with a chicken and some documents.

"Ah, come on, come in, drink some water, and rest."

"No, no, this time I came mainly to give you a love card, with this card, you can receive love food every month, you just don't go out, and you won't be hungry.

You see, I also brought a chicken, this chicken, which was raised on the Hetao grassland by eating insects from the grassland.

This kind of chicken is free-range on the grassland, and they are delicious and nutritious, and they are particularly good for the body when eaten.

The last time I came to see Uncle, you had a bad leg, so I specially applied for funds from the hall and bought you a chicken. ”

Two staff members, one of whom took out the newly issued love card and Uncle Zhang's file and pasted it on the wall of Datongpu.

It wrote the specific situation of Uncle Zhang, as well as his person in charge.

The other person took the live grassland authentic native chicken and handed it to Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang took it and hurriedly thanked him.

After doing this, the two left, Zhang Yan'er looked at their backs, thoughtful, for the first time, he felt that his behavior to report was so wise.

When Zhang Yan'er returned to the Chase Shop, he found that his mattress and pillows were neatly placed in his place.

He looked back at Uncle Zhang, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

Zhang Yan'er pasted the award certificate on the wall opposite her bed, helped Uncle Zhang kill chickens, plucked feathers, stewed well, and talked to Zhang everyone all night.

Finally, I embarked on the road to work in Jizhen.

The reason why he chose Jizhen was because of the high salary given by Jizhen.