Not to mention being young and strong, Zhang Zheng didn't even see a complete house. As far as the eye can see, all that comes into view is a ruined wall.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still many women, children and elderly people working in the snow, Zhang Zheng would have even felt that this was a deserted and abandoned village.

Seeing many women and children working in the ice and snow, Zhang Zheng's heart trembled slightly, and many of them didn't even have a decent dress.

Didn't the newspaper say that the imperial court had already allocated the food for relief, and didn't it say that the houses that had collapsed under heavy snow and the government would help the people build them?

Why is there such a poor village less than 100 miles away from Chang'an? It's not that Zhang Zheng hasn't seen a place of poverty.

But even if the villages around Jinyang, thousands of miles away, even if they are poor, at least they still have a good roof.

"Lantian County Ya?" A doubt arose in Zhang Zheng's heart, was it the inaction of the local government, or was it ...... Zhang Zheng held back the doubts in his heart and forcibly withdrew his gaze from those women and children.

Taking a deep breath, he asked Li Wucun, "What about them?" Li Wucun shook his head and said, "I don't know." At this time, Chen Yu sent a horse to a woman and child, and after a while, the guard rushed back and replied to Zhang Zheng: "Zhang County man, the woman said that they entered Yushan. ”

"Into Jade Mountain?" Zhang Zheng looked at Li Wucun with puzzled eyes. It's icy and snowy, what are they doing in Yushan.

Zhang Zheng asked Li Wucun, "Do you want to go into the mountains to find it?" Li Wucun shook his head, glanced at Yushan behind the village and replied, "It's hard to find, just wait for them here." "Yushan is really not a big mountain, but no matter how big it is, it is also a mountain.

The first batch of people from the Mo family to come to Chang'an will definitely not be very large, and there are only a dozen people on Zhang Zheng's side, and going into the mountains to find people is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Then just wait." Zhang Zheng replied to Li Wucun, then jumped off the horse and wandered around the village.

Nanpo Village is not a big village, and there are no more than 100 households at full capacity. The snow has cleared the road in the middle of the village, and the women and children have gone to the farmland around the village.

The snow in the field was still half a foot thick, and judging by the actions of these women and children, it was supposed to turn the snow into the dirt.

The village was deserted, so Zhang Zheng couldn't find anyone to ask about the situation. Zhang Zheng came to the front of a house with a half-collapsed roof, because he keenly noticed that there was a pair of small eyes in the house secretly watching him.

Through the dilapidated wooden door, Zhang Zheng said softly: "Is it okay to open the door for my brother?" A childish voice came out from behind the door: "It's not good, A-Niang said that when she is not at home, no matter who comes, I am not allowed to open the door, otherwise A-Niang will spank me when she comes back." Listening to the immature voice in the door, Zhang Zheng asked again: "You open the door, can my brother give you delicious snacks?" The voice behind the door was silent for a moment, and then asked with some confusion: "Delicious dim sam, what is dim sum?" Hearing this, Zhang Zheng's heart was sour, and he couldn't help but patiently explain: "It's a pastry made of grain." ”

"Grain, do you have anything to eat, you haven't eaten for two days." The immature voice inside the door asked hesitantly.

But without waiting for Zhang Zheng to speak, he whispered: "No, no, Ah Niang said, I can't ask for other people's things, so I can't open the door." After hearing these words, Zhang Zheng only felt that his eyes were sour.

At that moment, he didn't ask questions, but took out some pastries from his bosom that he had prepared to satisfy his hunger on the road. Then he handed it in from the cracks in the dilapidated door that leaked on all sides, and said softly: "Give you pastries, my brother has a lot of them, you can eat them, don't worry about A-Niang's scolding." The immature voice seemed to hesitate, but after a few seconds, Zhang Zheng's hand reached into the crack in the door.

Then there was a creak, and the dilapidated wooden door was opened. A little girl about four or five years old stood behind the door, holding the pastry handed in by Zhang Zheng with a hesitant look on her face.

It seems to be torn between eating and not eating. A child of this age should be a fan and a favorite person, but the little girl in front of Zhang Zheng is yellow and thin.

Because of malnutrition, even the hair was thinned to a few bites, tied into two small hanging buns and hung behind the ears.

Only a pair of big eyes rolled around, looking at Zhang Zheng full of doubts. The clothes on his body are patched everywhere, and at first glance, they look like they have been changed from adult clothes.

Because the door was opened, a cold wind blew, and the little girl's body shivered twice.

"It's okay, you can eat, my brother has a lot more." Seeing that the little girl hesitated, Zhang Zheng took out all the pastries in his arms and signaled that he had a lot.

But the little girl was too sensible, as if she hadn't seen the pastry in Zhang Zheng's hand. Broke the piece of wheat cake that Zhang Zheng handed him in half, handed half to Zhang Zheng, and said with a serious face: "You eat it too." ”

"Okay." Zhang Zheng took it, ignoring the dust on the little girl's hands, and swallowed the small pastry in one gulp.

Seeing Zhang Zheng eating, the little girl showed a smile on her face, and then took the remaining half of the pastry and ate it in small bites.

Zhang Zheng could see that she was very hungry, but she still swallowed in small gulps when eating. Coupled with the words I just said to the little girl, it can be guessed that the little girl has a good upbringing.

Seeing that the little girl let down her guard, Zhang Zheng showed a smile and asked her, "Your name is Nannan, where is your father and mother?" Hearing the question of the big brother who gave her something to eat in front of her, the little girl subconsciously stopped eating and replied seriously.

"A-Niang went to work in the fields. Daddy, what is Daddy? Looking at the little girl's innocent eyes, Zhang Zheng touched the little girl's head and said, "Okay, brother knows, you can eat quickly, brother still has a lot, and my brother will bring it to you after eating." ”

"Uh-huh!" The little girl nodded, and then basked in the joy of the delicious food. Nan Nan quickly finished the pastry in her hand, and stared at Zhang Zheng with big eyes.

Faced with the temptation of food, A-Niang's explanation had long been forgotten by him at this time. Zhang Zheng handed her a piece of pastry again, and Nan Nan took it and smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.

But this time, the little girl did not eat the pastry that Zhang Zheng gave him. Instead, he ran back into the house and hid the pastries in a large vat.

Zhang Zheng immediately stepped into the threshold and looked at the furnishings in the house, there were three rooms in total, and the door of the house without the roof had been blocked by mud.

The main hall was very clean, with a pot on the fire pit, a large vat in the corner, and nothing else.

The door to the other room was closed, and it should be the room where the little girl and her aunt slept peacefully.