As soon as the time to seek blessings in Tanzhe Temple arrived, Yufu was ready to pack up her things and go back, but unexpectedly, the house suddenly sent someone to bring a letter, saying that many homeless people had fled to the border of Nancheng due to the famine in Xicheng, and they were afraid that something would happen on the road, so they let them stay in the temple for a few more days.

Yurong was already worried about Yufu's situation, and seeing that there was not a word mentioned in the letter, he naturally couldn't settle down in his heart. She immediately wrote down a letter and asked the messenger to bring it back quickly.

Yuyan had already packed her bags and jumped up and running to find Yurong back. She had been bored from staying in this temple for a long time, and she longed to fly back immediately to see her cousin.

"Sister, why don't you set off yet?"

Yu Rongxian put down the brush in his hand, turned his head and patiently explained: "The displaced people from Xicheng came to the territory of Nancheng, and our parents were afraid that we would encounter danger on the way, so they asked us to go back later. ”

When Yuyan heard this, her originally excited face immediately deflated, "So, I will have to stay here for a while before I can go back." ”

Yurong smiled helplessly, who let them catch up with such a good time.

"Why are you like Fu'er, playing childish?" She looked at Yuyan's wilting appearance and laughed.

Yuyan pursed her lips, she knew that she had gone back earlier like Yufu, and she didn't have to delay these efforts here, and she could see her cousin earlier.

"Who is like her! That out of tune! She said stiffly.

Yurong sneered, these two people just don't like each other in everything.

The two stayed for a while, and the news of many homeless people making trouble also reached their ears. Both of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if they were in a hurry to leave that day, maybe something would happen on the way.

happened to meet Tanzhe Temple to give porridge to the homeless, and Yurong was idle in the room, so he pulled Yuyan to help.

As soon as I walked out of the temple gate, my eyes were full of homeless people dressed in rags and gray faces. Some of them sat on the side, and most of them were still eagerly lined up, thinking of getting a bowl of porridge to barely satisfy themselves.

Among the displaced people were many elderly people, children, and nursing women, whose faces were basically sallow, and their lips were chapped, and they did not have a good complexion.

Yurong and Yuyan instantly pinched their hearts when they saw it, due to the geographical location of Xicheng, the climate is dry and rainless, and natural disasters are naturally frequent.

I have long heard that at the beginning of this year, it was not raining in Xicheng, and even the grass and trees were already yellow, let alone what people could eat.

The abbot turned his head to see Yurong and them, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he slowly stepped forward and said, "Why did the two female donors come out?" ”

Yurong glanced at the old queue and said, "Abbot, there are many displaced people, and there is not enough manpower in the temple. My sisters and I also had nothing to do, wondering if we could help one or two. ”

Yuyan also echoed: "Yes! How long will it take for this line to finish, and there are still many people waiting for food! ”

The abbot frowned, since he went out to give porridge, the number of this homeless person has been increasing, and the people in the temple are not busy at all. Coupled with the busyness of the past few days, many people are tired and can't bear so many affairs.

It's good to add some hands, but...

He looked at Yurong and Yuyan's delicate bodies, but the two female benefactors were both rich ladies, and they didn't touch the spring water with their fingers on weekdays, how could they do such a thing.

Let them do it, I'm afraid they will help more and more.

Before the abbot could think of refusing to excuse himself, Yurong had already seen his thoughts, and said lightly: "We just want to do something as trivial as serving porridge, if we really can't do it well, we won't drag the abbot down." ”

When the abbot heard this, he couldn't refuse again, so he had to respond: "Okay, the two female donors are only responsible for serving the porridge, and the rest of the things will be arranged for the disciple to be responsible." ”

Yurong was happy on his face, glanced at Yuyan, and responded happily: "Yurong understands." ”

Although the matter of serving porridge looks easy in their eyes, it takes a lot of effort to actually operate. The spoons in the temple are not the same as those used at home.

The handle of the spoon is too long, and the weight is not light, which is really a trouble for rich ladies like Yurong and Yuyan who have never done heavy work.

Because it is not easy to operate, it is either spilled or cannot be lifted. Finally, some of them mastered the skills skillfully, and the little strength they had in their bodies was exhausted.

After tossing and turning in the morning, the two of them had back pain, and the whole person looked like they had just come down from the battlefield.

Yuyan collapsed on the bed, and she didn't care about her demeanor at all, and said weakly: "Sister, I really don't have the strength, I really can't do it in the afternoon." ”

Although Yurong also felt that all the strength in his body had been used up, he only thought about lying on the bed for an afternoon. But as soon as her mind came to mind the thin and yellow faces of the group of homeless people, her heart twitched.

She patted Yuyan's arm, "If you really can't stand it, just rest first, and I'll go first in the afternoon." ”

Yuyan didn't even have the strength to speak at this time, and nodded heavily with her eyes closed.

Lunch was delivered by the abbot himself, and he thought that the two young ladies were just a whim, but he didn't expect them to be able to hold on to the whole morning.

Yuyan was so tired that she didn't even eat, so she lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Yurong looked at the carefully prepared vegetarian food on the table, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that their lunch was really much better than that of those homeless people outside the temple.

She lost her appetite after a simple two-bite meal, and hurriedly ran to the temple gate again.

At this time, there were still many homeless people waiting for food at the gate of the temple, and the little monks in the temple took turns to fight, and their hungry appearance obviously had not yet eaten lunch.

Yurong felt a little ashamed in his heart, and he was busy devoting himself to the work of soup kitchen.

The homeless people also paid special attention to this beautiful and kind-hearted woman, and most of them ran to the team where Yurong was, which invisibly added a lot of pressure to Yurong.

Yu Rong had just finished serving porridge to a thin man when a small child with eyes like black grapes appeared in front of her.

He struggled to straighten his arm, trying to hand the bowl in his hand to Yurong. Unfortunately, his height was too short, and he didn't even reach the height of the table, and he couldn't give it to Yufu even if he stretched out his arms.

His whole little dark face was full of seriousness, and he tried to put his toes on tiptoe to send it.

Yurong showed a little smile in her eyes, she walked out from behind the table, bent down to take his rice bowl, and asked softly, "Are you alone?" What about your parents? ”

The child's dark eyes stared at her handsome face, and his fingers timidly pointed not far away.

Yurong looked in the direction of his finger, and a ragged woman was holding a little doll crying and coaxing. Looking at the appearance of the little doll, it should not be very old. I'm afraid that because of the long-term hunger, he has been crying non-stop, and his mother can't coax him.

Yurong's heart trembled, and he walked quickly back to the table and put all the remaining porridge in the basin into the bowl. She carefully handed it to the child, and told with concern, "Take it carefully, don't burn it." ”

The little child took the bowl and, little by little, moved almost to his mother's side, proudly holding the bowl full of porridge.