The long queue has diminished little by little.

It's finally their turn.

Looking at the steaming big pot of porridge in front of her, Mu Sanniang subconsciously tightened the shabby clothes on her body.

When I came to the front of the greenhouse, I could see those heavily armed armor soldiers lined up on both sides, their expressions cold, and their sharp eyes wandering around.

In the middle, a large iron pot is placed, and firewood is set up underneath.

Next to the iron pot, there were two 'bloated' figures whose whole bodies were wrapped in only their mouths, noses, and eyes.

It is in stark contrast to the thin rags on Mu Sanniang's body.

One of them is responsible for handing the bowls, and the other is responsible for making porridge.

Judging from the voice, it should be a woman who handed the bowl, and she kept muttering in her mouth, "That is, my young lady is too kind" and "Otherwise, who will care if you live or die" and so on.

Loose porridge is such a thing, naturally, there is no need for the nobles in the carriage to do it themselves.

The thin figure in front of Mu Sanniang lowered his head humbly and timidly.

"Thank you, Miss, thank you, sir......"

He looked numb, stiff and sluggish.

When it was Mu Sanniang's turn to step forward, she took the small bowl with both hands, and then the person in charge of making porridge served it to her.

Then I followed the example of my predecessors and whispered thanks.

Although the two people in front of her didn't bother to look at her.

Mu Sanniang stood aside with the porridge and made way for the little boy behind her.

She didn't swallow it in one gulp as those people before her, but held it carefully, occasionally taking a small sip.

She thought to herself, if An An didn't drink enough, she could still drink hers.

Immediately after, a slightly surprised cry attracted people's attention.

It was the woman in charge of handing the bowl, subconsciously exclaiming.

"Ah, what a handsome little doll."

She covered her lips with her bare hands, and her eyes revealed a little surprise.

For some reason, when she heard this compliment, Mu Sanniang's heart tightened.

She hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, the other party was staring at a little boy in a daze.

The audience was silent, only the sound of wind and snow blowing.

In the end, it was Chen An who took the initiative to speak.

Instead of showing timidity like an ordinary child, he tilted his little head back and smiled sweetly.

"Thank you sister for the compliment, you are also very good-looking."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes flashed a little teasing, and she quipped: "But sister, my whole body is wrapped like this, how do you know if I look good?" ”

She snorted softly, "I'm young, but I can open my mouth to speak." ”

Having said that, she handed the bowl in her hand anyway.

Chen An stretched out his hand to take it, because his hands were small, he was also holding them with both hands.

He said: "It is said that each other is born from the heart, and those who are kind and pure in heart must be beautiful." ”

"My sister is willing to come out to give disaster relief in such a snowstorm, it must be a beautiful person."

His words seemed to make the woman in front of him think of something, and her face was a little hot under the face covered by the light veil.

Because when the young lady first proposed to allocate food for disaster relief, she was opposed.

But at this point, she couldn't jump out and slap herself in the face again.

The woman looked the boy up and down again, and finally her eyes stopped on the face that was beginning to shine.

With a tall nose and long black and slender eyebrows, this is indeed the best-looking little boy she has ever seen in her life.

is even more handsome than those little young masters in the house.

On such an annoying day, seeing such a cute child, she couldn't help but smile between her eyebrows.

"You're pretty smart, you've studied?"

As she spoke, she took the initiative to pick up the big spoon in the iron pot and personally added porridge to Chen An's small bowl.

I have to say that although Chen An's words just now are a little cheesy, with his small size and cute appearance, it is still very useful to women.

Of course, if it were someone else present, I am afraid that I would have to be scolded coldly and frivolously.

Sometimes being young is also an advantage.

Especially in such situations, it is often more able to stimulate women's natural desire to protect.

Chen An looked closely at the white and steaming gruel in the pot at the moment, and was a little greedy.

Yesterday, I only ate a little bit of stiff and cold cakes, and I don't know what it was made of, how can this big pot of hot porridge in front of me be tempting?

When he heard the question, he resisted his desire and put a flawless smirk on his little face.

"Well, read it a little bit."

The woman read his words and saw his desire, and she sighed, filling the small bowl, and her voice softened unconsciously.

"Eat quickly, if you don't have enough to eat, my sister will beat you again."

It is the first time that a woman has been in charge of loose porridge for so many days.

Originally, one person was destined to die, and he could only have one bowl of porridge to drink.

Alas.

It's really damn God, God is pitiful......

She couldn't help but make up the tragic life story behind this little boy in an instant.

Looking at this upbringing, I am afraid that it was once a solid family, but it was only after years of war and disasters that it fell here.

And look at this boy's side, there is no adult along the way, but I am afraid that the elders of the family have already encountered an accident and left him to go west, leaving him alone to survive.

The woman's voice was not loud, but Mu Sanniang was standing aside, and the words still reached her ears.

The girl's body trembled very slightly, and she looked down at the gruel she was holding in her hand.

She was very sensible, resisted the urge to interrupt loudly, and just took out a free hand and rubbed her eyes.

I'm your sister......

Mu Sanniang thought of the words that the little boy had just shouted, the tip of her nose was slightly sour, twitching and twitching, and her shoulders moved slightly.

The next moment, she heard the boy's voice.

"Sister, aren't you drinking?"

Mu Sanniang raised her head and found that Chen An didn't know when she had already walked over.

He looked at the girl's bowl full of porridge and looked a little puzzled.

Mu Sanniang sighed, the little grievance on her face dissipated, and she returned to an expressionless appearance.

She picked up the porridge and drank it in a big gulp.

The bowl wasn't big, and she quickly drank it clean.

She subconsciously licked the bottom of the bowl, and the warm feeling in her throat made people want to have another bowl.

It's a pity that not everyone has the honor like Chen An and can renew the cup.

Thinking of this, Mu Sanniang lowered her eyes, and inexplicably felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Of course, it is not because Chen An can drink more, nor because it is unfair.

She couldn't tell why.

At this moment, the boy's voice rang out again.

It's a slightly thief-like tone.

A bowl of porridge with more than half of it left was held in front of her by the little hands.

He deliberately used his back to block the sight of the woman on the other side of the greenhouse, and then whispered: "Sister, drink quickly, don't let anyone find out." ”

Mu Sanniang looked up and saw the boy's black and white eyes, looking nervously east and west.

When he saw that the girl hadn't moved, he urged: "Don't grind, wait for someone to see it, and it's not good to go to the greenhouse." ”

Mu Sanniang was stunned.

(End of chapter)