"Follow me!"

The black-armored officer beckoned to the young man.

The young man, though afraid, followed.

Led by the black-armored officer, he crossed the antlers of the horse that was set up in the middle of the road.

Come to a tent.

The curtain door of the tent was raised, and a long high-legged table was blocked in front of it.

When the young man saw such a table for the first time, he couldn't help but look up and down.

He looked through the open curtain again, and was stunned.

The big tent was full of grain bags, stacked on top of each other, all the way to the top.

These grains are the relief grains that the military master said?

The thought made his heart tremble.

Linyu is close to the sea, and there is no shortage of seafood, but there is a lack of arable land, and grain is always expensive.

Will these things really be given to them?

The young man's heart was full of expectations, but he didn't dare to have extravagant hopes.

At this time, a middle-aged scribe slowly walked out of it, rubbed his hands together and sat behind the long table.

As soon as he saw the appearance of the young man without neat clothes, his eyebrows were not eyebrows, and his eyes were not eyes, and he was very unhappy that he was disturbed to rest.

The young man was accustomed to being treated with such an attitude, but the black-armored officer on the side reached out and knocked on the table.

"Who are you putting your face on?" He said unhappily, "Captain Zhao ordered you to assist in putting grain, you are not in your own position, you are lazy inside?" ”

These scribes who were temporarily recruited in Linyu City are really annoying without the supervision of pickets.

was stunned, and the scribe's face was blue and white.

Although they are just petty officials, they are also stained with some official spirit, where do they usually need to be kind to these ordinary people and these big-headed soldiers?

The scribe, who had not yet adapted to the current situation, suddenly sank his face.

He felt that these illiterate sergeants could not leave him, so he put up a shelf: "If you have an opinion, you will come by yourself." ”

The black-armored officer was not used to him, and sneered: "Captain Zhao is seeing that you officials don't have to waste money and food, do you really think that you can't do it without you?" ”

"Come on, fork this person to the county government and inform Captain Zhao of the original situation."

As soon as the words fell, two armor soldiers stepped forward and skillfully forked out the scribe who was setting up the shelf.

The black-armored officer turned his head again and patrolled among the sergeants: "Xie Lang, Liang Da, you two come." ”

Xie Lang was okay, but Liang Da suddenly hesitated and said, "This ...... The team is positive, I, the word is ugly. ”

He has not been in the army for a long time, and he is not a source of study, so he has to scratch his head in evening cultural classes.

After a few months, I only learned a few words.

"Isn't this for you to learn more from Xie Lang?" The black-armored officer who was called the team leader had a headache when he saw Liang Da's scumbag face, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up." ”

scolded Liang Da, and the team turned their heads to look at the young man on the side: "The relief food is here." ”

With that, he nodded at the young man and turned to leave.

The young man witnessed a county clerk being taken away because of his bad attitude, and his mind was a little confused.

Fishermen are untouchables,

When did the high-ranking scribes need to be polite to such lowly pigs and dogs?

He didn't figure it out, and a kind voice came from next to him and asked, "This brother, are you going to receive relief food?" ”

The young man hurriedly turned his head and bowed his hand to the two sergeants sitting behind the long table, and said inwardly, "Yes." ”

"Please show me the talisman letter."

"Good, good." The young man hurriedly took out the talisman from his bosom and handed it to both hands.

Xie Lang took the record and asked carefully, "Is his name Yan Ping?" What do you do for a living? What will be done? “

Yan Ping grew so big, no one asked him like this, he rubbed his hands after a while, and said shyly: "The younger one is Yan Ping, who fishes at home for a living, and he can't do anything but this." ”

He saw the rough-looking Liang Da, clumsily writing something on the snow-white Caihou paper.

I felt a little inferior in my heart, rubbed my red and chapped hands, and hung my head deeply.

Xie Lang smiled and said, "Isn't this still fishing?" How can anything be said and won't? ”

Yan Ping waved his hand again and again: "Everyone in our workshop fishes for a living, this is really nothing." ”

Xie Lang recorded the pen for a while, and continued to ask: "Since you fish for a living and make a living at sea, can you be familiar with the temperament and situation of this sea area?" ”

Yan Ping thought about it seriously and replied: "The offshore sea is familiar, but no matter how far it goes, I don't know, and the small fishing boat can't go that far." ”

"Okay." Xie Lang nodded and wrote it down in the booklet.

After recording it, he handed over the letter to Yan Ping, and was about to get up and go into the account to get food, when Liang Da had already walked in.

After a while, he walked out with a weighing wooden bucket: "Here you are, a young man like you, one person is four liters of rations a day, and this is for three days." ”

The number reported by Liang Dakou surprised Yan Ping, and he didn't dare to reach out to take it.

"This ...... There are too many, too many, I have no merit, how dare I receive so much rice and grain. Yan Ping waved his hand.

Xie Lang saw him like this, and he was an honest man in his heart.

"You don't have to think about it, just take it first." Xie Lang was relieved, "Be grateful, and just obey the decree." ”

Liang Da didn't have such a literary crème as Xie Lang, and said directly: "Hurry up and pick up your robe and continue, there is no cloth bag for you." ”

Yan Ping blushed and lifted the hem of his dirty robe.

Crash.

The mixed grains of wheat and beans also had some powdered wheat husks on them, which made a pleasant sound when they were poured on the hem of Yan Ping's clothes.

The last time he ate wheat rice was on the Yuan Day, Yan Ping couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his hands trembled a little.

"It's cold, let's go back quickly." Xie Lang saw that he was thinly dressed, and a layer of frost and snow had accumulated on his eyebrows, and reminded him kindly.

Yan Ping came back to his senses and left with a thousand thanks.

Seeing him walking away in rags, Xie Lang unconsciously touched the thick military uniform on his body, and suddenly laughed with some emotion.

Liang Da also exhaled a breath of white air and said in a deep voice: "Last winter, I was so cold that I couldn't survive. ”

Xie Lang was about to reminisce with him about the past, so he continued: "I can only go to a big family to steal a dog, that dog is really fierce, the clothes on my ass have been bitten with a hole, the only good clothes!" ”

Liang Da sighed.

"But it's delicious!"

The smile on Xie Lang's face suddenly retracted, and he moved the small bench away from him.

Yan Ping stared at the growing wind and snow and walked in the direction of home.

The snow was getting heavier and colder than when it came, but he didn't realize it.

An unprecedented, anticipation for the future, dispelled the cold on the body.

His face was bruised from the cold, and he unconsciously brought some smiles.

Before he could reach the door, the door was opened.

The lieutenant chief and a bunch of people stood there, a layer of snow piled on their shoulders.

Seeing Yan Ping, everyone's eyes lit up, and they gathered around and asked, "How is it?" Did you get it? ”

"Is there really food to receive?"

Yan Ping didn't speak, just smiled and hemmed his clothes.

The snowflakes in the sky like poplars fell on the rice grain in their pockets.

There was a cheer in the room.