Chapter 153: Porridge

At least he survived, even if he was a slave, at least he was still alive.

He didn't take what his son said seriously, but the next moment he heard his son calling himself, and Barlow couldn't stay in the room.

This only child in his thirties, Barlow is willing to give him everything he has, and every time he calls, Barlow will not hesitate to meet his request.

His wife was beside him, and it seemed that she heard her son's call at the same time, and immediately rolled over and got out of bed.

It seems that his wife thinks the same as he thinks, Barlow smiled in his heart, and also lifted the thick futon covered, and came to the door with his wife.

"Abba and Mom, I've found a nice place, it's warm, and there's food, let's send Sister Cathy and Uncle over!"

Pedi blinked his big innocent eyes, trying to show that his words were very credible.

But Barlow and his wife clearly didn't believe what their son was saying.

"Barlow, those warm places are all noble lords, we are just commoners, if we go, we will be whipped!"

Barlow tried his best to explain to his son Pedi, to let him know that the world is very cold, and don't think that there are good places, good things, and good food that you want to occupy. Because that belongs to someone else.

"Abba, really, what I said is true, I didn't lie to you, there are a lot of people, they all went there!"

Pei Di's little face was serious and wanted to explain to Abba, he believed that his eyes had already entered so many civilians who usually met often.

There were even some civilians who had already drunk the fragrant rice porridge mixed with fruit, and although he didn't know why it was so, he could see it.

Seeing that Abba didn't believe it, he hurriedly told Abba what his friends told him.

"Barron told me! He said it was a refuge prepared by His Majesty the Great Emperor for the refugees, and that His Majesty had built it with His own hands!"

"The refuge, built by His Majesty the Emperor himself?" Barlow still didn't believe it, how could the Emperor build a house with his own hands, or for the refugees?

Seeing Abba's look of disbelief, Pei Di was a little anxious: "Abba, this is really what I saw with my own eyes, and I will definitely not lie to you!"

Seeing his son's serious appearance, Barlow wanted to believe it very much, but reason told him that it was impossible.

Just as he was in a dilemma on both sides, several guards suddenly came over.

Although there are not many simple tents under the eaves in front of the door, they are not uncommon in the imperial capital. Everyone knew that this was a shelter for the refugees who had nowhere to go, and some well-wishers had helped them to cover themselves.

"Are there refugees here?" one of the soldiers asked aloud.

Barlow was immediately frightened, and he hurriedly pulled his son behind him to protect him.

"Master soldier, he'...... Did they commit any crimes? Are you going to arrest them?"

If the father and daughter were fugitives, Barlow feared that he would be implicated as well.

No soldier answered Barlow's question, and one of them, a somewhat fat soldier, came over, and when he saw the tent lifted a corner, he saw the father and daughter inside as if they were freezing to death.

"There are two of them, and they seem to be dying! Hurry!" the somewhat fat soldier, probably a leader, shouted to his soldiers.

The soldiers swarmed up and rudely lifted the broken tent entirely, exposing the poor father and daughter to the snow.

The little girl's eyes were full of fear, she wanted to run, but she was reluctant to Abba, Abba didn't know what was wrong, he hadn't spoken to her for a long time.

Besides, I can't run if I want to, my hands and legs have long been numb from the cold, and I don't know if I can move. He could only stare at the somewhat fat soldier with a pair of frightened eyes.

"Sister Cathy is a good person, you can't take her away!" Pedi didn't know where he got the courage to jump out from behind Abba, spread his arms, and stopped in front of the fat soldier.

Barlow was frightened, who didn't know that the soldiers in the imperial capital were all fierce and vicious, and they would whip people at every turn? His own son was still so young, if he was whipped twice, how could he get it!

Hurriedly took Pedi in his arms and hurriedly apologized to the soldier.

"Master soldier, Pei Di is still a child, you must not take his words seriously, let him go!"

As soon as his legs went limp, Barlow wanted to kneel down for the fat soldier.

Unexpectedly, the fat soldier supported him at once, and did not lose his temper, but said in a harmonious voice: "Your son is not wrong, what are you afraid of!"

"Where are you going to get Sister Cathy! she's cold now!" Peddy cried out unrelentingly, struggling in Abba's arms.

"Boy, His Majesty the Emperor is gracious! all the refugees are to be sent to the shelter, and that is where their lives can be saved!" said the fat soldier as he commanded the other soldiers to carry Cathy and his daughter on their feet, and turned back to Pedi.

"Shelter?" Pedy's eyes lit up, "isn't that big room that's so warm?"

"Yo, boy, have you been to the Vault?"

"I just came back from there, and I wanted to call Abba to send Sister Cathy and them over! I know! There's porridge there!"

"Kid is good, and he knows how to help others!" the fat soldier had a little affection for Pedi.

"Master soldier, can I go there and drink porridge!

But this has already been seen by the fat soldier, and he laughed: "His Majesty the Emperor does not stipulate that you must be a refugee to drink porridge, if you want to go, you can go, just be careful of burning your mouth." ”

Pei Di turned around happily: "Abba, Abba, the soldier master let us go and drink porridge!

Barlow still didn't believe it, and stood there stunned. "Porridge for nothing? How is this possible!"

Seeing that his father was standing still, Pei Di was a little anxious, and pushed Barlow with his hand: "Go quickly, Abba, that porridge must be delicious, and we can save lunch at noon." ”

Seeing that his son was urging, and seeing that the soldiers were not angry, and that Cathy's father and daughter were not as cruel as they imagined, Barlow was a little suspicious.

In the end, he could not resist his son, so he returned to the house and called out to his wife, and one of them followed behind the soldiers with a bowl for eating.

Two soldiers with Cathy on their backs, and two soldiers on Cathy's father, made it to the shelter with little effort.

Perhaps it was because the news was spreading more and more that there were more shelters at this time than there had been before, and the soldiers were holding Cathy's father and daughter on their feet, and they shouted loudly to make the crowd dodge a gap.

The Peidi family didn't dare to do that, they squeezed for a long time to squeeze into the inside of the shelter, and as soon as they entered the shelter, the cold on their bodies disappeared, and they only felt a hot air rushing towards them.

"It's so warm!" Barlow and his wife were pleasantly surprised.

"How's that? I didn't lie to you!" said Peddy, a smug expression. "Let's go drink porridge! It's fragrant, it's fragrant!"

As soon as Barlow entered the shelter, he could already smell the aroma of food floating in the air, his stomach let out a "grunt", and his hand holding the bowl tightened a little. I couldn't help but blush a little.

But when I saw a lot of people queuing up with a bowl like me, I felt less embarrassed, everyone was the same.

After waiting in line for a while, it was finally the turn of the Peidi family of three.

When Pei Di came just now, there was already a soldier standing next to the cauldron where he was still scooping porridge casually, holding the big spoon and serving porridge to the people in line one by one.

There was nothing too difficult, as long as people in line came by, the soldier would always fill the bowl with it.

The Pei Di family was no exception, and each of them was given a bowl of rice porridge, to which it was evident that something else had been added, and it seemed to be a small piece of fruit.

found a corner with few people, and a family of three squatted, slowly blowing the heat of the porridge in the bowl.

Pei Di smelled the aroma of porridge, and couldn't help but take a sip after only a few blows, and his hot facial features were suddenly a little distorted, but he was reluctant to spit it out, and it took a long time to swallow it.

"Hip-hop hip-hop," Pei Di stuck out his tongue, it was so hot just now that it took a long time to recover from it, but he said, "It's delicious, it's so sweet!"