With the help of this family, Alayanzong and others cleaned up the matching room and found wooden planks to build temporary beds.

The old woman brought the futon again, and the three of them hurriedly thanked her.

The old man rummaged around and took a small pot and a few porcelain bowls.

The old woman saw that they were two men and one girl, and it was really inconvenient to live in one room, so she asked Ula Peach and her daughter Westinghouse to be companions.

The peach of Ulla is grateful.

While cleaning up the house, a few people chatted about each other, and they also learned about the general situation of the family.

The old man's name is Ha Yu Shutai, the old woman Li Ju, the daughter Ha Yu Wan'er, a family of three rents a few acres of farmland, and there is a slight surplus of food every year, so they exchange some daily necessities in the market town. Although he is not rich, his life is quite passable.

Now he is preparing a dowry for his daughter. The poor family didn't have any valuable escorts, nothing more than a few clothes, bedding, and some small bits and pieces.

The daughter is going to get married in a month, and the man sent two wolf skins yesterday, the young man is handsome and handsome, and he is honest and brave, and the family likes it.

Hearing this, Ula Peach was pleasantly surprised: "Is the in-law's family in the mountains to the south?"

Riju was surprised, "That's right!"

Ula Tao asked again: "Xianggong is called Hulun Xuguang?"

Riju was even more surprised, "How do you know?"

All three laughed, and Ula no Tao replied, "We have come from that mountain and heard about the marriage of the two of them. Shi Cai heard that the aunt said that the man had sent two wolf skins, so she was even more sure. ”

When Li Jushi heard this, he suddenly realized, "It turns out that you know each other, it's really a coincidence, and today you came to our house again, we are really fateful!"

The family treated the three of them even more warmly, and Curie said that dinner must be eaten together.

After thanking him, he said that it was still early for dinner, and he wanted to boil some herbs and send them to the homeless people, so as to find out how many people were infected with the plague.

He also asked where there was food for sale, and then boiled some porridge for the homeless.

Ha Yu Shutai said that the grain can only be purchased in the market town tomorrow, and there is still some surplus food at home, so it is better to boil it first.

Alayanzong listened, and in addition to thanking, with the help of the family, he set up a pot and stove and began to get busy.

Ha Sutai found a relatively large clay pot, and Alayanzong and Allah Xiaoer boiled the medicinal soup.

Ulla's escape and Ha Yuwan'er help the Liju clan cook porridge. Although Ha Yuwan'er is more introverted and taciturn, she is quite quick to do her work. Looking at her familiar appearance, you know that she often cooks at home.

More than an hour later, Alayanzong filled the porridge in two wooden barrels, one in each hand. Allah carried the clay pot, and the peach of Ula held a few porcelain bowls, and the three of them went to South Street together.

At this time, the sun is still relatively high, the streets are warm, and most of the homeless people are still leaning against the wall, listlessly basking in the sun.

Someone squinted and slept there, someone was sticking out a broken bowl to pedestrians, and although they were repeatedly rejected, they still persevered.

Alayanzong placed the wooden barrel on the ground and beckoned everyone to come and drink porridge. The homeless people rushed over like a swarm, and they all wanted to eat first.

The chaotic and disorderly homeless people almost knocked the barrel over, but fortunately, the Alayan sect was quick and carried the barrel away from its place.

shouted, "Queue up, everyone has a share! Whoever is crowded will not get it!"

This sentence really worked, and everyone soon formed a line, zigzag and discharged for a long distance, and they all looked at the barrel with blank eyes.

Allah scooped spoonful by spoonful of the porridge into the bowl of the homeless, and almost everyone, regardless of whether the porridge was still hot, sucked it impatiently.

After eating half a bowl of porridge, how could he fill this hungry belly, so he wanted another bowl.

Alayanzong said, "Each person eats these first, and if there is any surplus, they will be distributed." ”

Although there was not much porridge, after all, each person still drank half a bowl.

Alayanzong noticed that more than a dozen people were leaning against the wall and did not come to eat.

Seeing that there was still some left in the bucket, Alayanzong said, "Don't ask for any more after eating, some people haven't eaten yet." That's all for today, and I'll be here tomorrow to deliver food to everyone. ”

When the people heard this, they were all happy, and although they did not have enough to eat, they finally had hope that they would not starve to death on the streets.

The three of them came to the base of the wall, took the pulse of the dying homeless, drank medicinal soup, and saved porridge.

Some people are just hungry, and after drinking porridge, people are much more energetic.

Coming to a mother and daughter, the mother leaned against the wall and closed her eyes and did not move.

The daughter is the little girl who always has to eat and drink with Alayan at noon, looking at Alayanzong with wide eyes, she didn't go to make porridge just now, and has been staying by her mother's side.

Alayanzong gave the mother a pulse and found that she had been dead for a long time.

Alayanzong felt a little sad and made porridge for the little girl, and the little girl just ate it silently, without crying or sadness.

The three of them sent the barrel and other items back to the old man's house, and took a shovel and returned it to South Street. Then he called the people and carried the woman, and went out of the village to a barren slope to bury her.

The little girl kowtowed in front of the grave, stood up, and looked at Alayanzong with blank eyes.

The homeless people who had helped had dispersed, and only one of them had not left, and when he saw that it was the ragged young man, he instructed, "You will take good care of her from now on." The boy nodded.

The little girl suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Alayanzong.

Alayanzong helped her up, comforted her a few words, and the ragged boy led the little girl back to South Street.

It's not early, and the sun is about to set.

Back at the old man's house, Liju fried a few dishes early and beckoned everyone to have dinner together.

Seeing that the three of them were sullen, the old man Ha Shutai asked what was going on?

Alayanzong told the story of what he had seen in the street, and the crowd sighed again.

During dinner, Alayanzong and the others learned some about the situation of Medhill from the mouth of the old Han family.

The owner of Medhill is called Mednanjiu. The old man's family rented his family's land and had to pay rent every year.

There are four brothers in Mednanjiu, and the second brother Mednanchang is the land protector of the manor, who maintains the law and order of the manor and the town on weekdays, and has more than 100 strong men under his command.

The third brother, Mednanqiang, was a soldier who was said to have served in Wangcheng as a quartermaster and did not return home often on weekdays.

The fourth brother, Mednanfu, was a businessman, mainly engaged in grain, cloth, furs, salt, and ironware. Iron tools were mainly weapons and agricultural tools, which were transported to Wangcheng and sold in the surrounding towns.

There were many workshops in the manor, and some craftsmen worked in the workshops, and almost all the things that circulated in the market town came out of the manor.

Although the Dmitry family was wealthy, they were not prosperous. There were four brothers, and the family was all daughters, and only the eldest Mednanjiu had two sons.

The eldest son, Mei De Chongwen, was a man of letters, who only knew how to recite poetry every day, and had no interest in the management of the family. Mednanjiu married him a girl from the royal city, and left him to live his idle life.

The second son, Med, is still martial, idle, eating, drinking, and having fun all day long, bullying men and women, and doing all kinds of evil. Behind his back, people call him the Living Hades, and he calls himself the second master.

Hearing this, the Alayan Sect already knew that what he had provoked this afternoon was the Demon King of the Mixed World.

As everyone knows, the Alayan Sect has offended this demon king of the mixed world, and it will be difficult to stay in this manor for the rest of the year.