When He Fuchu arrived in Nanchang, it was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Congee Peng was already preparing the porridge for the evening, Congee Peng was set up in the south of Nanchang, in a small town next to the Ganjiang River, this town has been "captured" by refugees, the Nanchang Municipal Government did not allow refugees to enter the city, and a large number of temporary shacks were built in Shengmi Town next to it, for the refugees to rest temporarily, the porridge organized by the government was only enough for 10,000 people to drink a bowl of gruel that could shine on people every day, and the porridge boiled out of the porridge next to the He family porridge pong basically had less than half a bowl of rice. As soon as it was time for the soup kitchen, these refugees gathered around the He family's porridge tent, and everyone hoped that they could eat one more bite, as if they would be able to recover quickly and continue to migrate to the southwest......

He Fuchu's car circled the shack of the refugee camp, entered the town from the main road of the town, and soon found the He family's porridge tent, which was built on the side of the road......

"Why is the master here? Hurry up, you guys! The master is here in person, it's all good!" When the steward of Congee Peng saw He Fuchu's figure, he immediately shouted, asking people to prepare tea immediately;

"Master, Steward Lin; Come sit here, you drink! The steward himself greeted him, stooped down and said hello,

"Well, don't be busy, we'll see; What are you supposed to be busy with? He Fuchu waved his hand and took Lin Lao Er towards the refugee camp,

In the open space outside the camp shacks, there were a few skinny children jumping and chasing each other carefree and cheerfully, as if their hearts were forever full of happiness, and they did not feel the pressure of the environment; Through the crack in the door, you can see the frail old man or woman lying on the bed in the shack, the young man busy around the house, making all kinds of utensils with his own hands, and the self-organized refugee patrol patrolling the perimeter, using the wooden stick in his hand to deter the refugees from harboring bad thoughts; There are also a few relatively strong young men who are cleaning up the feces and urine that children are pulling everywhere, and using the wooden barrels in their hands to bring river water from the Gan River to wash the dirty ground;

The sons and daughters of the Chinese nation are so hardworking, no matter whether they are their own home or not, no matter how long they stay here, they always strive to keep the environment clean and tidy, and do what they can with their own hands......

On the way, the "master" met several subordinates of the He family, who were carrying out this routine patrol and trying to maintain order in the refugee camp; Seeing the old man coming, although these people felt incredible, they didn't dare to slack off in etiquette, and they spontaneously followed Lin Lao Er and walked around the refugee camp together......

"Huh! Xiao Li, who is this! Why are you still working to escort it personally? A middle-aged woman next to her saw the patrol and shouted,

"Sister Wu, this is our master, and this porridge is opened by the master." The captain of the patrol looked at the old man carefully, smiled at the middle-aged woman and said,

"Oops! O benefactor! Everyone is coming out, Eungong is here! The middle-aged woman put down her needle and thread and rotten clothes and shouted towards the shack,

With this voice, a large number of refugees poured out of the shack, although these people were ragged and yellow-skinned, but as soon as they heard that Engong was coming, they came out of the shack one after another and bent down towards He Fuchu;

Chinese knows how to be grateful, although most of them arrived yesterday and drank two bowls of the He family's gruel here, but it was these two bowls of gruel that rekindled the courage of these refugees to fight, and gave them a chance to rest, and they could continue to migrate to the southwest after a few days of recuperation......

"Thank you for the kindness of the master, the grace of life, let the little old man worship!" An old man just bent down and bowed,

"Oops! Old man, don't, can't do it! He Fuchu hurriedly stepped forward to support,

"Engong, thank you Engong for your life!" The surrounding refugees bent down to thank them,

"Everyone can't help it, they are all Chinese, since they have come here, I will help if I can!" Don't do this, don't do this, let's all go and rest! He Fuchu smiled around and said,

"Let's go! Back to porridge! He Fuchu saw that he couldn't get through in front of him, so he turned around and went back to the porridge pong,

"Lin Lao Er, according to statistics, how much grain we still have in Nanchang, and our food in this refugee camp can last for a few days." He Fuchu sat on a stool and drank water, and instructed Lin Lao Er;

Lin Lao Er walked quickly to the phone and directly dialed the phone number of the warehouse manager;

"I'm Lin Li, count how much grain you still have in your warehouse;" Lin Lao Er asked directly on the phone,

"Ahh Butler! The second young grandmother is also talking about food here? I'm starving to death in this warehouse, the last batch of grain today has been pulled to Congee Peng, if no new food arrives, Congee Peng's food tomorrow is really gone! "The steward is complaining on the phone!

"Well, got it. I'll report to the master first! You keep the second young grandmother first! Wait for the lord's notice! Lin Lao Er put down the phone,

"Master, there is no food in the warehouse, and today's porridge dinner is the last one, unless the grain is transferred from Qingjiang overnight." Lin Lao Er said,

"Oh! Got it! Where is the second young grandmother now? He Fuchu asked,

"Where is the second young grandmother in the warehouse now, asking the steward for food?" Lin Lao Er said,

"Okay, let's go; went to the warehouse and immediately asked the second young grandmother and the two aunts to return to Qingjiang; Like what words! He Fuchu's face was a little bad,

"Yes," Lin Lao Er immediately arranged for the driver to prepare to set off to the warehouse;

In the warehouse, the steward was standing next to him and carefully talking to the second young grandmother......

"Shopkeeper, the butler has arrived, and he is at the door." Xiao Er came in and said,

"The second young grandmother, you sit first; I'll go and meet the butler. The shopkeeper said with a smile,

"What? Lin Lao Er came, just right; Called in, do you dare to be disobedient? He had to bring the food overnight! Wang Yue roared,

"Yes, Second Young Grandma!" The shopkeeper went out,

The shopkeeper's feeling was finally relieved, he bent down and walked towards the door, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and felt good, someone came to the best, this work is not a human being to stare at the second young grandmother here, the food consumed every day was less than half a ton recently, and recently according to the standard of the second young grandmother, it is necessary to have six tons of food every day, at this rate, I can't explain to the master!

"Butler, ah! Master! The shopkeeper habitually called the housekeeper when he went out, and when he looked up, the master was also there? Immediately bent down and greeted the old man respectfully......

"Is the second young grandmother still there?" Lin Lao Er asked,

"Tea in there." The shopkeeper replied respectfully,

"Please come out of the second young grandmother, the master will take them back to Qingjiang;" Lin Lao Er said,

"Housekeeper, did the second young grandmother tell you to go inside to meet you? You see? The shopkeeper said cautiously,

"Lin Er, go, go in! See what's going on? He Fuchu's face darkened and said,

"Yes! Master! Lin Lao Er glanced at the shopkeeper and motioned to lead the way,

"Master, butler, please here!" At this time, the shopkeeper can't wait to go down to the ground, which makes the old man unhappy, and I don't know how to scold me later? Bad luck!