Su Shi, who was immersed in the memories, suddenly shed a tear. The tears crossed Su's face and sank into the dirt without a trace.

Xiu'er, so far the mountains are high and the road is far away, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and it must be cherished.

Ling Xiu'er didn't dare to delay along the way. She was afraid that if she didn't arrive at Xianggong in time, she would miss Xianggong. Sometimes she travels during the day, and at night she doesn't encounter a village or a ruined temple where she can take refuge temporarily, and she can spend the night in the wilderness.

How far it is to go from the capital to the north and south of the lake, not to mention that Ling Xiu'er did not choose to take the carriage, firstly, because she could not see the scene outside the carriage all the time when she sat in the carriage, Ling Xiu'er was afraid that she would not see Cao Yu because of this; The second is that this is a long way, and Ling Xiu'er really doesn't have so much silver. So she relied on her own pair of feet, step by step. Sometimes when I meet a well-wisher and set up an ox cart, I will let Ling Xiuer take a ride.

Although everyone told Ling Xiu'er that Cao Yu was dead, she had to see people alive and corpses when she died. Ling Xiu'er didn't care if she found Cao Yu's body or him alive in the end. She has only one belief, she wants to take Cao Yu home.

However, there is a place in Ling Xiu'er's heart that is silently waiting and praying, and Cao Yufu will be able to escape the catastrophe.

Ling Xiu'er left in a hurry, and she didn't prepare any luggage, only the coil that Su Shi gave her before leaving. Ling Xiu'er changed most of the coils with embroidery threads and fabrics. In addition to hurrying, Ling Xiuer just squeezed out time to embroider. She embroidered some chickens and ducks, and some simple rations such as steamed buns. In this way, you can not only exchange some silver for chickens and ducks, but also prepare some rations for yourself.

It seems that the damage to the north and south of the lake is more than I imagined. Ling Xiu'er hurried for a few days, all the way to the south. It's just a few days away from the place where Cao Yu controls the water, and Ling Xiu'er can see a lot of people fleeing, and the further south you go, the more people there are.

The victims were all gray-headed, yellow-skinned. Days of fleeing and starvation left the victims skinny and their faces sunken, even for the normally strong men.

What is even more poignant is that many of those affected are women and children. The adult is fine, no matter how hungry he is, he can always endure it, and he can support it longer than a child. I only pity those children, who are hungry and cry constantly, and some of them even cry faintly.

Ling Xiu'er saw these scenes all the way. On this day, she came to a small county town in the afternoon, and the situation in the small county town was even more serious than outside. The refugees sat on the side of the street, and the floods left them homeless. It's just that Ling Xiu'er could see that there was a group of servants distributing some dry food, and the women and children were given warm rice porridge.

"Lord Prefectural is such a good person! If it weren't for the prefectural magistrate, we would all be starved to death! A man looked excited and kowtowed in the direction of the county office.

The other refugees who got the food also followed the man's example and kowtowed in unison. Now that's the only way they can say thank you.

Ling Xiu'er looked at it and felt quite touched in her heart. This county magistrate must be a person who has great love for the people at heart. Along the way, she saw many towns that were not accepting refugees and keeping them out, displacing more refugees, not to mention providing them with food.

Ling Xiu'er thought in her heart: This county town does not seem to be very prosperous, and with the natural disaster, business has been affected, and the people are definitely not rich. The county order can't last long, so I might as well help.

Ling Xiu'er thought for a moment and made up her mind in her heart. She first found an inn to settle in, and in the room of the inn, she asked Xiao Er for a basin of water and asked for a large cloth bag. Ling Xiu'er took out her embroidered cloth from her baggage. She took out most of the embroidered cloth embroidered with big white steamed buns and bit her fingers with her mouth. Beads of red blood slid down from between Ling Xiu'er's white and slender fingers and slid into the basin of water.

The moment the blood drops into the water, the color of the blood immediately spreads. Ling Xiu'er dropped several drops in a row before she stopped, put her finger in her mouth and sucked it to stop the bleeding.

Then Ling Xiu'er was like a production line, sprinkling blood on several embroidered cloths one after another. Immediately, one by one, the big white steamed buns were born out of nothing, and it was not until a big bag was filled that Ling Xiu'er stopped.

As for chickens and ducks, Ling Xiu'er is just a woman, and she can't take so many chickens and ducks plus steamed buns. What's more, when I checked in, I was a burden, and I came out of the room with chickens and ducks in my hand, which inevitably attracted attention. Ling Xiu'er decided to wait until the steamed buns were finished and then find a time to send chickens and ducks.

So Ling Xiu'er carried a big bag of steamed buns and went to the street just now. Every time she saw those refugees, Ling Xiu'er felt depressed, these people originally had families.

When she got there, Ling Xiu'er was now in front of the refugees and put down her bag. When those refugees saw a woman standing there, they couldn't help but be a little puzzled, not knowing what Ling Xiu'er was going to do.

Ling Xiu'er cleared her throat, she wanted everyone to hear, so she said in a louder voice than usual: "Everyone! I have some steamed buns here, although they are not a good thing, but they can also make you hungry for a while. ”

Ling Xiu'er opened the cloth bag in her hand as she spoke, and the refugees saw that the bag was really a big steamed bun with white flowers, and it was made of fine noodles, honeycomb-like, all crowded in front of Ling Xiu'er. Ling Xiu'er was staggered a few steps by them, and hurriedly bundled the bag in her hand.

"Come one by one, don't squeeze in line. Women and children first! Ling Xiu'er was afraid that those men would not be satisfied with the women and children in the front, so she hurriedly added, "Don't worry, the steamed buns are enough, and each of you will definitely have them." ”

Those refugees are not unqualified, although they are eager, but according to what Ling Xiu'er said, women and children should be given priority. Occasionally, a few people muttered in their mouths, but they still obediently went to line up.

Ling Xiu'er distributed steamed buns one by one, but fortunately, she was well prepared, and in the end, there was no shortage of anyone. Ling Xiu'er exhaled and wiped the sweat on her face and forehead with her hands. Those refugees held the steamed buns given by Ling Xiu'er in their hands and kept thanking her.

Looking at the grateful expressions of the refugees in front of her, Ling Xiu'er hurriedly waved her hand to them, signaling that they didn't have to do this. There was a sour emotion in her heart, which made her feel soft and full of filling.

Xianggong, when you were controlling the waters, did you feel the same way when you looked at these refugees?