"What's the matter?"

Yang He got up suddenly, and he said, "Minister, Ying'er and Qian'er, come with me." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hold down the sword at your waist and go out.

Minister Yang and his younger brothers and sisters followed him as soon as possible, and Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin also hurriedly followed.

When I walked out of the house and got off the stage, I was smelling strange, with mud and garbage all over the ground, and a pool of sewage and weeds.

Looking for the sound, walking through a piece of rubble, Yang He saw a dragon king temple in front of him, and there was an abandoned house near the temple and its surroundings, the building was slightly better, which could shelter from the wind and rain, and then a bunch of refugees gathered here.

They are still so withered and weak, weak, and full of despair about life. But at this time, some people gathered and gathered around, as if something was going on over there, and the rest of the people were sitting or lying down, just watching numbly.

Then I heard the crying voices of children in the middle group, as well as Zhao Zhongju of Qi Youxin's family, and Sun Zhaodi of Yan Dezheng's family were persuading.

Especially Zhao Zhongju of Qi Youxin's family, it can be seen that she used to be a rich and gentle woman, and at this time she is saying: "All the way here, how can you bear it?" Children are all the flesh of our hearts. ”

A vegetable-faced woman in front of her was just crying, and a little boy next to her was pulling at her sleeve and crying.

Next to him, a man and a woman hugged a little girl and cried bitterly, crying so much that tears and snot flowed, and the little girl was just silent.

There seemed to be a man crouching there on the ground with his head in his hands.

Qi Youxin trotted over, asked his Hun family a few words, and then his face changed, and he ran to Yang He and whispered to him.

When Yang He heard the words "Yi Zi eats", a wave of anger immediately surged into his heart.

He strode over, and the refugees were startled and moved out of the way.

Yang He walked up to the squatting man and looked at him coldly: "It's that you want to exchange your son for someone else?" ”

The man stood up, his face covered with dust was a little stubborn, he saw Yang He looking at him coldly, a little afraid, and then he stiffened his neck and said, "What about it?" ”

"Bastard thing!"

Yang He was furious, a heavy slap hit him in the face, a loud "pop", the man was beaten to the side and flew out, "bang" fell heavily to the ground, and then the corners of his mouth, nose and mouth gushed out of a viscous saliva mixture, and his mouth was immediately full of blood.

"And you."

Yang He said coldly, and slapped the woman and the couple to the ground, beating them all over with blood on their faces.

The little boy pounced, grabbed Yang He's ankle, and cried loudly and begged, "Please, don't hit my father and mother." ”

His voice was bleak and unspeakable, and Yang He only felt a sour and astringent thing rushing to his eyebrows, and a stream of hot tears welled up, and the refugees on the side also cried together.

The man got up silently, he stared at Yang He, bit his cheek hard and said, "Tiger poison doesn't eat children, but do you know the smell of hunger?" Scholar. ”

Yang He calmed down, and he said coldly: "I know, but we are people, not animals!" ”

He made a sudden decision, turned back to his scholar and said, "Minister, go and bring the rice bag." ”

Minister Yang said in surprise: "Young master? ”

Yang Daodao: "Go ahead." ”

Minister Yang was a little reluctant, but he still went.

There was a shock around, and Sun Zhaodi of Yan Dezheng's Hun family first shouted: "Xianggong is giving porridge." ”

Yang He asked, "What about yesterday's pot?" ”

Sun Zhaodi hurriedly replied: "In the temple." ”

Yang Daodao: "Wash well." ”

Brother Sun Zhao said in a loud voice: "But don't worry, the little woman will take someone to wash." ”

Yang He glanced at her a few times, Yan Dezheng's family is thin, but it can be seen that his personality is quite pungent and he also has certain abilities.

He had also talked to Yan Dezheng before, knowing that he was teaching Mengxue in the village, and he couldn't get a few bundles in a month, so he relied on the hard work of the Hun family to subsidize the family, but he was a little afraid of internal problems under the guilt.

……

A cauldron was set up like that, and the firewood below was burning vigorously, and the top was already boiling, steaming with heat and aroma.

Around the cauldron, the refugees, young and old, all swallowed their saliva vigorously.

At the same time, there was more anger and hope on their faces, it seemed that the young Xiaoxiu had the intention of containing them, and Yang He's ability was what they had seen with their own eyes, and he was a student, which made them feel hopeful in their hearts.

Although Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin have some prestige among the refugees, their abilities are obviously not comparable to Yang He.

Minister Yang stirred the rice porridge vigorously with a large spoon, and I don't know which refugee Sun Zhaodi found this spoonful.

Seeing that he kept pouting, Yang He laughed beside him: "What, angry?" ”

Minister Yang said: "The minister doesn't dare. ”

He looked at Yang He, his eyes full of worry: "It's just that young master, I'm afraid that I won't be able to feed them, just now, I have already gone to several liters of rice." ”

Yang He smiled slightly, his eyes were deep, and he said calmly: "Minister, the world is chaotic, and we can't survive with the strength of the two of us." Only by gathering the crowd and gathering the strength of the crowd can we barely survive in this troubled world. Now is an opportunity. ”

Although Minister Yang didn't think that these refugees could play a role, he had always listened to Yang He's arrangements, but he was reluctant to give up the rice and grain that he had finally obtained.

At the moment, he said, "Listen to the young master." ”

Yang He smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and Minister Yang cracked his mouth and laughed.

When the aroma of rice porridge spread, Yang He personally picked up the spoon, and the refugees below were in a commotion, and the surging hunger made it difficult for them to hold themselves, but when Yang He looked over, no one dared to move.

It was Sun Zhaodi who took the lead and shouted: "Okay, come one by one, today the Xianggong personally gives the porridge, you drink the porridge, but you have to remember who gave you the kindness of life, and you must remember the duty of being a man." ”

One by one, the ragged refugees came up and took turns to fetch porridge, and with Yang He's prestige among them, and Minister Yang pressing his waist knife beside him, no one dared to move, even the men among them were also behaving properly.

Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin were compared to a woman by Sun Zhaodi, and they felt a little ashamed, and they also helped maintain order by the side.

Yang He scooped the porridge, and all the refugees came up to kneel down and kowtow first, whimpering: "Xie Xianggong." ”

Then I couldn't wait to lift my bowl, and after getting the porridge, I was busy drinking it, and many people were crying while drinking, thinking that they could only live on wild vegetables until they died, but they didn't expect to be able to drink rice porridge again in this life.

Yang He saw that the two couples also came up, especially the man with his head hanging and holding a broken bowl in his hand, he came to Yang He, and suddenly knelt on the ground with a bang, and then kowtowed hard, knocking the blood on his forehead.

Yang He silently poured their bowls full of porridge.

The two couples were each surrounded by a man and a woman, Yang He looked at them, if he hadn't appeared, the two of them would have almost fallen into the mouths of others, and at this moment, how many such human tragedies are there in Daming?

The little boy was quite sensible, after he received the porridge, although he swallowed his saliva in a big gulp, he still thanked Yang He sensibly first, and then said innocently: "Thank you Xianggong for the pot, is Xianggong the stars in the sky and down to earth?" ”

Yang He smiled and reached out to touch his head.

……

Yang He and Minister Yang, younger brothers and sisters, and now Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin eat together.

Although the two of them had eaten a bowl of porridge on the side of the Nayang River before, but at this time, they still devoured it, Yan Dezheng's tears flowed uncontrollably, he wiped his tears with his sleeves, and drank the porridge not much slower than the refugees below.

After drinking the porridge, Qi Youxin said with emotion: "I didn't expect a bowl of porridge to be so delicious." ”

He sighed with emotion, and couldn't help but talk about the past: "When I think of when I was a child, when I was still in the dynasty of Wanli Ye, it was really a heavenly day." ”

His eyes flashed with dreamy colors, reminiscing about the past: "Firewood, rice, oil, salt, fish, meat, chickens and ducks, which is not cheap?" It is a family of several people, and the cost of big fish and meat every day is only two or three dollars...... Hehe, now for two or three dollars, how many grains of rice can you buy? ”

Yan Dezheng also sighed: "Yes, when I was a child...... I remember that at that time, it was a small family, earning twenty or thirty yuan a day, eating meat and drinking wine, listening to and listening to stories, singing Wu songs, and being happy......"

When the two talked about the past, they were all laughing with tears, Yang He listened quietly, after coming to this world, he deeply felt that for ordinary people, what is called rather a peaceful dog than a troubled world.

After drinking the porridge, it can be clearly seen that these dozens of refugees have a much better complexion and spirit, and they no longer look as numb as before.

Perhaps it was the hope in their hearts that gave them strength.