The camp is a makeshift shelter for refugees, and most of the houses here are made of bamboo, with roofs covered with straw mats woven from thatch.

Although it is not very strong, it is enough to protect it from the wind and rain on this hot summer day.

Most of the refugees gathered here are the people affected by the disaster in Yuzhou, and when they heard that they can drink free white porridge every day, beggars from the neighborhood have also mixed in.

When Ling Xue walked into the refugee camp, she only felt that it was stinky and full of messes.

The refugees were ragged and unkempt, with hopelessness and helplessness in their eyes.

Seeing this, Ling Xue couldn't help frowning slightly.

Relief food from the imperial court was sent here every day, but these refugees were all yellow and thin, without a trace of life, and their faces were always filled with a sickly atmosphere......

Yuzhu rolled her sleeves and covered her mouth and nose, and said, "County Lord, it stinks so much here, don't they take a bath on such a hot day?" ”

Ling Xue said: "It's a problem to eat well, who can take a bath!" ”

Yuzhu said: "County Lord, what are we doing here?" ”

Ling Xue said casually, "Just take a look." ”

Yuzhu glanced at the sky and said, "But it's not early now, doesn't the county lord have to rush back to the house for dinner?" Today, the prince and the generals/army are also going home......"

Ling Xue didn't speak, and went straight to a little girl.

The little girl looked like she was about six or seven years old, her thin body sat in front of the bamboo door, her eyes looked blankly ahead, and a sickly look appeared on her immature face.

Ling Xue slowly squatted down in front of the little girl and asked softly, "Little sister, have you eaten?" ”

The little girl ignored Ling Xue.

Seeing this, Ling Xue took out a candy from her pocket, handed it to the little girl, and said, "Candy, do you want to taste it?" ”

The little girl raised her eyes and glanced at Ling Xue, then looked at the candy in her hand, and swallowed her saliva unconsciously, her eyes full of longing.

Ling Xue peeled off the candy paper and said to her with a smile: "Eat, it's not enough for my sister." ”

Hearing this, the little girl no longer hesitated, reached out and took the candy and slowly put it in her mouth.

The sweet taste melted in her mouth, and the little girl had a long-lost smile on her face. She savored it, hoping that the sweet taste would last longer, so she was reluctant to chew it.

When the candy in her mouth completely melted, the little girl looked at Ling Xue and said, "Sister, is there anything else?" Can you send me a few more? ”

"Yes." Ling Xue then took out a few more and handed them to her.

The little girl stopped eating it, but carefully hid the candy in her pocket.

Ling Xue asked her, "Why don't you eat it?" Isn't it tasty? ”

The little girl said, "I want to give it to my mother, she hasn't eaten today, and she must be very hungry." ”

Ling Xue was slightly stunned, couldn't help but touch the little girl's head, and said, "What do you eat every day?" ”

The little girl said, "Drink porridge, there is white porridge to drink every day." ”

Ling Xue asked again, "Can you eat enough?" ”

The little girl didn't answer immediately this time, but hesitated for a moment before saying, "My aunt said that there is something for us to live in, and there is free white porridge to drink, which is already the favor of God." So, we're pretty satisfied. ”

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard a person calling: "It's time to eat, it's time to eat, Miss Xu has started to give porridge." ”

As the sound fell, the lifeless camp suddenly became very agitated, and the refugees rushed to one place after another.

The little girl's eyes lit up, she quickly stood up, turned to Ling Xue and said, "Sister, you should be hungry too, right?" Come with me, right? That Miss Xu is very good, a living bodhisattva in the world, and she comes to give us porridge every day. You come with me, and I'll ask her to give you more. ”

Ling Xue smiled and said, "You go and eat, leave me alone, my sister is not hungry." ”

The little girl said, "Sister, then I'll go to eat first, and then it's too late." With that, he ran quickly into the crowd.

Seeing this, Ling Xue looked up and saw a group of officers and soldiers bringing out several pots of steaming white porridge and setting it in the center of the camp, and the person in charge of the soup kitchen was Xu Ruoyao.

The refugees were orderly and consciously lined up in long lines.

Xu Ruoyao seemed to really come to do good deeds, she gave porridge to the refugees with a smile on her face throughout the whole process, and said softly: "Yes, don't worry, come one by one, don't squeeze." ”

That being said, her soup giving was extremely slow.

Probably because of the inconvenience of wearing clothes today, the wide sleeves were very in the way, and she had to twist the sleeves as if they would fall into the pot, and at the same time she had to give porridge to the refugees.

It's really anxious!

There were a few people who couldn't bear the hunger and wanted to line up, pushing one by one, and the person standing at the front accidentally bumped into Xu Ruoyao.

The porridge in the spoon was spilled, just on the sleeve of her clothes that she had paid attention to and was so careful.

Xu Ruoyao made a move, and the expression on her face changed obviously for a moment.

This Tencel cloud brocade robe, but she spent a lot of money to make it! Good for now! It's stained with this filthy thing!

The officers and soldiers on the side were the ones who could read people's faces, and they immediately threw an iron spoon on the refugee's face.

"Squeeze what squeeze! Squeeze what squeeze! The reincarnation of the starving ghost? ”

The hot white porridge was poured on the faces of the refugees, causing them to scream again and again, in exchange for another severe beating by the officers and soldiers.

The other refugees all had unbearable expressions on their faces.

But no one dared to beg for mercy for the innocent refugees, they just wanted to fill their stomachs and live well. So, they looked away.

Ling Xue couldn't stand it, and was about to step forward to stop it, but Xu Ruoyao spoke again at this time.

"That's it, that's it, don't fight, if he doesn't follow the rules, drag him down, don't let him affect the people behind him."

When the officers and soldiers heard this, they stopped, and then dragged the half-dead refugees down.

Seeing this, Yuzhu couldn't help but say: "Everyone has to be beaten to death before she asks people to stop, what she has done as a good person is really disgusting." ”

"Also, is she doing good or is she putting on a show? Come here to give soup porridge and dress up so fancy! It's not like work at all! ”

"That grinding and chirping! The slave was really anxious when she looked at it, and she really wanted to do it for her! ”

Ling Xue originally just wanted to see if Xu Ruoyao was really doing good deeds with disaster relief food, but now it seems that she didn't seem to be playing any big tricks.

Moreover, the household department was responsible for the relief grain distributed by the imperial court.

Ling Xue had heard Ye Lingxiao talk about the major forces in the imperial court before.

She remembered that the household department Zhang was promoted by Xu Gelao, so he was naturally doing things for Xu Gelao......

Some time ago, the disaster relief grain was robbed, and Xu Ge Lao connived at his subordinates to know but not report it, although he was lucky to get away with it, but in the hearts of the people, his reputation also plummeted!

Thinking of this, Ling Xue suddenly understood Xu Ruoyao's intentions.

feelings, she personally came to the refugee camp to give porridge, in order to re-establish a good reputation for her father?

If this is the reason, it makes sense.

At this time, the little girl also came back with a bowl of hot porridge.

She brought the porridge to Ling Xue and said, "Sister, I ate your candy, let's give you this porridge to drink." ”

Ling Xue lowered her eyes and looked at the porridge in the little girl's bowl, her eyebrows frowning slightly.

This bowl of white porridge is too viscous, and the rice grains are almost turned into soup, which seems to be a full bowl, but in fact, there is less rice and more soup, and it is nothing more than boiled water.

Ling Xue couldn't help but stir the bowl a few times with a spoon, but as a result, there were not many grains of rice floating up at the bottom of the bowl.

Looking at the little girl's skinny body, Ling Xue endured the sourness in her heart and said, "Sister is not hungry, you drink." ”

The little girl couldn't bear the hunger, and finally couldn't help but drink half of the porridge in the bowl.

She also had to keep half a bowl of porridge for her bedridden mother.

At this time, Ling Xue smelled an unusual smell.

No! It's the wrong taste of porridge!

She asked the little girl, "Is there white vinegar in this porridge?" ”