The roof of the city for the people to take refuge was not very good, only a few rags blocked it, if it blocked the sun, it would be fine, but when it rained, it did not stop at all.

These people were already very thin because they didn't have enough to eat, and if it rained so hard, they would definitely fall ill.

At this time, there was no one under the roof at all, and all the houses were full of people standing under the eaves, and the people in the houses were tightly closed, for fear that the people outside the house would rush in and harass them.

The scattered porridge shops in the city did not come out to distribute porridge until the hour, and the silk shops that used to distribute porridge stopped distributing porridge yesterday.

These people anxiously looked in the direction of the pie, and the heavy rain had not stopped.

"What should I do?" A group of people were nervous to death, no one in the city would give them food, and the only remaining food had to be kept to survive these difficult days.

"The government doesn't want to get drenched in the rain and won't send us porridge." The rickety old man curled up together because of the cold, and the whole person was as thin as dry bones, but fortunately he ate two steamed buns yesterday and had some strength.

"Why don't we go to the ruined temple now, and take shelter from the rain there?" A young man said this.

The rickety old man glanced at the sky and said, "No, it's still raining heavily, the time hasn't come yet, how can it pass now." ”

The man gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "It's raining...... When we get there, we can still take shelter from the rain in the ruined temple, and we don't need to take shelter from the rain under the eaves. ”

A thin eldest sister, her lips were a little pale, and she said, "You always say that the temple is broken, I heard that there is food and clothing there, is it true?" ”

The young man said: "Of course it's true, everyone went there yesterday, and they slept beautifully, and I heard that we went, we don't care how many people there are." But it's still early, and no one in the government has come out to distribute porridge. ”

The eldest sister seemed to see hope, "Really? That...... Will we girls have no place to sleep? ”

"No, no, no, yes." The young man said, his head covered with shaggy dirty hair like chicken feathers.

"It's all over for porridge!" Not far away, several officials in robes came pushing the carts, each with large wooden barrels, and the smell of food came from them.

It was still pouring rain outside, and many people hesitated not to go out.

Eat?

Still not eating?

If you eat it, you will be drenched in the rain, and your already thin body will be even more unbearable. The bodies of these people who may be holding on to one breath will collapse.

If you don't eat it, you might starve to death.

"Don't come yet! If you don't eat it, we'll go back! The official was very impatient, and he couldn't wait for anyone after waiting for a while, so he was ready to collect his things and go back.

"We're coming, we're coming!" A group of thin people rushed forward, one by one consciously lined up, and the servility was already deeply ingrained in their bones.

The rain was pouring down, and the gruel that was originally gruel was now thinner by the rain.

A few grains of rice in each person's bowl is good enough. At this time, the only benefit of rain is that there are more people who can eat these few grains of rice.

A group of people drank something, and the heavy rain gradually began to lighten, and after an afternoon of rain, it finally had a tendency to stop here.

"Let's go." The rickety old man coughed heavily.

Qin Weiwei and a group of people waited in the broken temple, and one of Li Zhengyan's subordinates came over, carrying two iron buckets and more than a dozen pieces of ginger.

There were a few pieces of dry wood on the carriage, the man's name was Zhang Xu, Zhang Hang's brother, Zhang Xu said: "Master, I just used this rainwater as water, but unfortunately these firewoods may be wet."

Li Zhengyan said: "It's okay, but it will be a little more laborious, hurry up and raise the firewood first, and then pour some rain in the bucket to cook ginger soup." ”

God is standing on Li Zhengyan's side, and after the water in the two big iron buckets is almost filled, the rain gradually decreases. Originally, the two iron buckets came from the rain, so there was some water in them, and it didn't take too long to fill the water.

When the water was loaded, and even the fire was made, the group put the iron bucket on the shelf, and when the water boiled, the footsteps outside came.

This is a large number of footsteps, because the rain is getting colder, Qin Weiwei and they saw a group of people coming slowly from a distance, so overwhelming a group of people, there are thousands of people.

The leaders were young people, who walked relatively quickly, followed by a large group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

These people were still wet and drenched in the rain. From afar, they seemed to smell the smell of ginger soup.

"What is this?" A teenage boy at the front asked, there were still people and horses in the ruined temple, and there were countless scents behind these people.

A young man next to him came yesterday, and he said, "Didn't you say it, the broken temple can be fed and clothed here." ”

"Food and clothing?" This boy was still young and had more strength, so he rushed forward and hurriedly asked, "Brother and sister, can you give us a bowl of ginger soup?" ”

Li Zhengyan was just about to speak, Qin Weiwei's face sank, blocked in front of Li Zhengyan, and said, "If we don't give it to you, what will happen?" ”

The boy obviously didn't expect Qin Weiwei to ask such a question, his originally enthusiastic face fell silent in an instant, he had encountered too many cold-blooded things these days. This is someone else's thing, and it's normal not to give it.

Not only was he silent, but even the people behind him were silent.

Many of them had pale lips, apparently suffering from the cold.

Qin Weiwei laughed and asked again, "What if I don't give it to you?" ”

The boy suddenly gasped, and the circles under his eyes began to redden, and he said: "Sister, it doesn't matter if you don't give it to me, please, some grandparents in the back, and some younger brothers and sisters, please give some to them, and some pregnant women, if they don't drink, they may die." ”

Qin Weiwei nodded, she turned her head to look at Li Zhengyan, and handed over the right to speak to Li Zhengyan.

Li Zhengyan quickly understood that Qin Weiwei was thinking about human nature again.

Just like what they saw on the mountain, some of the old, weak, sick and disabled people did not have much to eat at all, and the things they brought first were given to the strongest people to eat first, this is a world where the weak eat the strong.

Li Zhengyan was lucky, his voice was full of energy, and said: "I came here to find a way out for you, if you still want to continue to have something to eat, just promise me one thing." ”

The back of them were all eager for eyes, and Li Zhengyan's voice was very penetrating, and even the people at the back could hear it clearly, and many people asked together: "What's the matter?" ”

Li Zhengyan said: "I came here and brought a lot of steamed buns, these steamed buns, all of them are from me privately, if any of you leak out of the steamed buns here, all of you don't have steamed buns to eat, the government will definitely stop us." ”

Except for the people who came yesterday, the people behind them were completely shocked, it turned out that there were such good people in the world, and they would really give them something to eat!