Although Song Xingchen and his entourage set off a day late, they arrived at the boundary of the dry city one day behind the people who transported the supplies, and the rescue team organized by the people spontaneously was lagging behind, after all, they were publicizing the rescue team all the way, and they were also calling on more people to join the rescue team.

In order to ensure that the relief materials could reach the dry city as quickly as possible, Marigold asked everyone to take turns to open the road in front, and there were people clearing the snow in front of them for twelve hours, so the supplies were not delayed on the road.

Because these people are wearing the uniforms of government officials, when they encounter villages or towns, when they know why they are clearing the snow, someone will come to help them voluntarily, which also greatly increases their speed.

"Save my child, please save my child! Our family is buried in the house, and my son is the only blood in the family! If he had three longs and two shorts, I would have died and wouldn't have the face to see the child's father! "In a small village in the middle of nowhere, a woman with a disheveled hair, holding a boy with a blue face, knelt down and pleaded.

"This aunt, it's not that we don't want to save people, it's just that your child doesn't eat water, and the medicine he poured has been spit out, and it won't work at all!" Apple squatted on the ground and persuaded in a gentle tone: "It's so cold outside, auntie, you better carry the child to the tent first, let's try again, maybe there will be salvation." If you freeze him like this, even a person with good bones is prone to wind cold. ”

"Can it really be saved?" The woman immediately looked overjoyed, wanting a definite answer.

"I can't guarantee it, but we'll do our best." Apple's tone remained the same, but she could tell how tired she was by looking at her face.

Song Xingchen and Tang Tang got out of the carriage and saw this scene.

Maybe it's because she is about to become a mother, the moment she saw the little boy, Song Xingchen only felt very distressed, and there was a voice in her heart urging her to save the little boy.

"Let me try." Song Xingchen opened his mouth gently, and with Tang Tang's support, he walked in front of the woman in small steps.

"You're also a doctor?" The woman looked at Song Xingchen with a suspicious expression, and had an instinctive awe for her in luxurious clothes, and her voice was much quieter.

"Auntie, this is the Qin Cha sent by the imperial court, the county lord of Anran, and my master." After saluting Song Xingchen, Apple stepped forward to help the woman and said, "The county lord is here to assist the prefect in disaster relief, and the guards in the village who help are sent by the county lord and this Miss Tang, and the doctor is also invited by the county lord and Miss Tang." It's these materials, and these two brought them over, and the aunt said that my county lord can believe it? ”

"Lord Enron?" The woman had never seen an official in her life, but at most she had seen the wife of the rich man's family, and she would be so shocked that she didn't know what to say, and her body that had just stood up softened again.

"Apple, put this child in place first, I'll try it." Although Song Xingchen was a little tired, he was nothing in front of human life.

Apple reassured her a few more words, and then she took the woman away with half support and half dragging, and came to a small farm yard and borrowed a room for temporary use.

Because of Song Xingchen's identity, the peasant family did not dare to say no, otherwise they would never let the seriously ill boy into the house, so as not to be unlucky.

"Auntie, go boil some hot water and wipe the child's body. His body is hot, and if he doesn't get rid of fever, he will have to fall ill. Song Xingchen took the woman out of his mouth, and then instructed Apple: "You take Miss Tang to settle first, and I will go to you later." ”

"I'd better stay with you, you're alone, I'm not at ease." Tang Tang didn't want to leave, for fear that Song Xingchen wouldn't be able to deal with it.

"If you're not tired, go find out first. As a member of the rescue team, you can be discredited by our organization, or I won't be able to spare you. Song Xingchen insisted on splitting the people, and he would not let Tang Tang stay, so he glanced at the apple and said: "Miss Tang is thin-skinned, don't be embarrassed, let the villagers know the identity of Miss Tang, and do good deeds without leaving a name, that is not my Song Xingchen's character." ”

"If you want to drive people out, just say it, can you hurt me?" Tang Tang understood Song Xingchen's kindness, but he pouted, pulled the apple and turned to leave, but before he could get out of the house, he began to care about the disaster situation here.

Apple will not hide anything, it has been by Song Xingchen's side for many years, and it knows Song Xingchen's character best, since Song Xingchen wants to give Tang Tangbo a good reputation, it is definitely not a lie.

After the two of them went out, Song Xingchen sat next to the little boy and tested his mental strength.

Since cultivating the method of repairing spiritual power, Song Xingchen found that this is a good kung fu for curing diseases, although not all diseases can be cured, but it can also play a three-point auxiliary curative effect, which can make people more sober and have enough spirit to fight against diseases.

Of course, for ordinary people who have not been attacked by mental power, the effect will be more significant.

"Acquaintance is fate, I hope I save you today, and you can be a good person in the future." Song Xingchen smiled faintly, put his palm on the top of the boy's head, slowly closed his eyes, and concentrated his thoughts in one place.

The time of a cup of tea passed, and when Song Xingchen opened his eyes, he saw that the boy was frowning, although the movement was not large, it proved that he was conscious.

"It's a strong little guy, with such a strong sense of survival, God can't bear to take your life, right?" Rubbing the boy's hair, Song Xingchen took out a few pieces of ginseng from the space and put them on the edge of the kang, and only took one piece and put it in the boy's mouth for him to swallow.

Ginseng is produced in space, and the effect is naturally not ordinary, and these patches are not used by boys.

The woman got the hot water from nowhere, and when she entered the house with the basin, she saw Song Xingchen with a soft smile on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't dislike the dirt on her son's body at all, and was stroking the boy's long hair and combing his hair.

For a moment, the woman thought she had seen a fairy, otherwise how could a woman of noble status look at a poor boy with such loving eyes?

"Wipe your child's body, especially his armpits...... Well, here it is, to wipe it repeatedly, as well as the palms of the hands, the soles of the feet and the neck, so that the child's fever will go down a little faster. Song Xingchen said, put a porcelain bottle on the kang, and said softly: "This is a fever reducer in the palace, the effect is very good, I will give the child some water to eat, just add a little at a time, not more than three times a day." ”

"The women remembered." The woman nodded vigorously.

Seeing the woman's nervous appearance, Song Xingchen said softly: "Let's come, you see how much medicine I put in it, if the child has a fever again, you can give the child medicine according to this amount." ”

"Where do you dare to bother the county lord, the women will come." Seeing that Song Xingchen was about to get off the kang, the woman hurriedly put down the basin and turned around to get the bowl.

Song Xingchen knew that in the hearts of ordinary people, they would be restrained when they saw people with noble status, so they didn't plan to stay for a long time, everything she could have done had already been done, and the rest of the things could be done by her own mother.

After teaching the woman how to use medicine, Song Xingchen left the house and gave the owner a tael of silver, asking them to boil some gruel for the mother and son, and then send a thick quilt over.

Knowing Song Xingchen's identity, the owner of the house did not dare to accept the cash.

"You can keep this money, and later I will send someone to bring their mother and son food rations and cold things for these few days, but I hope you will take care of them until they can move to a new home. This child walked around the ghost gate, and he is the only seedling in the family, and he is also a poor person, don't waste your life because of the opportunity, that will only cost your longevity. Song Xingchen put down the silver and said with a smile: "God is fair, your good deeds today, he will definitely have good fortune in the future." ”

"Borrow the auspicious words of the county lord, borrow the auspicious words of the county lord!" The owner of the house was so excited that he almost knelt down and kowtowed.

Whether God is fair or not, the owner of the house does not know, but if he can let the noble man say an auspicious word, then it can really break any disaster, and the owner of the house deeply believes this.

Song Xingchen nodded and smiled, asked where the victims gathered, and walked away, the owner of the house was a man who couldn't keep up, so he called the daughter of the family to give Song Xingchen a ride.

The peasant girl is an optimistic girl, but she doesn't have those crooked bowels, and she chatters non-stop along the way.

It is inevitably a little sentimental to talk about how good the village was in the harvest year, how many people died in the village during the disaster year, and how many people were sold.

After all, among those who were sold, there were the girl's relatives and friends.

Song Xingchen knew how bitter the people of the dry city were, but looking at the collapsed houses along the way and listening to the girl's narration, Song Xingchen felt very heavy in his heart.

As a crossing woman, the crossing god gave her a magical space, but she only cared about the glory and wealth of her family, and only did some things for the grassroots people in some aspects, occasionally donating silver taels and military supplies to the imperial court, but she never thought about improving the miserable life of these kind people.

Although Song Xingchen knew that she couldn't change the pattern of this big era, she really didn't do anything, she had a guilty conscience, and she was sorry for this new life.

"Miss, do you want to rest for a while?" Apple saw Song Xingchen coming over and hurriedly greeted him.

"No need, I'll take a look at the situation here first, you and I will talk briefly, let them come over later, I have something to tell them." Song Xingchen shook his head, not feeling that he was so delicate.

There is space to give Song Xingchen enough time to rest, even if he is pregnant and in a hurry, it will not be very hard.

"The slave will accompany the young lady around." Apple stepped forward and held Song Xingchen's arm to prevent her from slipping, "The disaster situation in this village is not serious, the slave maid listened to the villagers, the most severely affected place should be the northwest of the dry city, which is also the border of the Great Zhou Kingdom." When the slaves and maids came, the people of the village had already rescued all those who could save them, and those who died in the snow disaster were hastily buried. Now the homeless people are living in these big tents for the time being, but many people are infected with the wind cold and need to recuperate for a while. ”

The slave maid asked the village chief that there was no way to rebuild the house before the beginning of spring, and that the victims would probably have to spend the winter in their tents. As for food, the shortage in this village is not very serious, but only a few families with good conditions can fill their stomachs, and most people can barely survive with one meal of gruel a day. ”

"The old people in the village said that every year during the snowstorm, there will be a lot of traffickers to buy people, and now there should be many places where people are selling children and daughters, but this place is relatively remote, so there are no traffickers coming for the time being, but it will not take a few days, there will be people who come to buy slaves on a large scale, and the price of thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys and girls is the highest, and it is only about three taels of silver."

Because she was born as a slave, Apple's expression darkened a little when it came to buying and selling slaves, but her tone did not change, she only sympathized with the poor people who did not know where to go, and there were too few slaves who met good masters like her.