"Folks, the official knows that everyone is hungry next to each other, most people don't even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, don't leave tonight, the house has prepared hot porridge, everyone has a share, and those who have nowhere to go will live in the house tonight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAlthough there are not so many rooms, even the long corridor is better than the unobstructed outside!" After the execution of the nine officials, Sun Yanfa walked up to the high place and shouted these words from the bottom of his heart.

"My lord is such a good person, we are saved!" the common people also shouted.

"You call all the relatives and friends who haven't come over yet, and tomorrow morning, I'll have people build a long tent along the road in front of the house. I will build as many people as I want, and then register them one by one to help you rebuild your homes as soon as possible. ”

"Good, good ......"

It was a fulfilling night, Yang An had never seen so many people, the house was full of people, and the streets outside were full of people. Even if there is no shelter, they are willing to be here, because they feel safe, in the past, this yamen gave them fear, but today, they feel reassured. What do the people need, maybe they need money, maybe they need power, but those are the needs of people in peaceful years, and people who are suffering from external and internal troubles only need security. They were all well drunk and slept soundly, perhaps they hadn't been so solid in a long time. Maybe they have lost their relatives and friends, but they have no time to grieve, they must cheer up and clean up this land, maybe this is the greatness of the Chinese nation.

"My lord, you should be relieved to see this scene!" Yang An, who was now on a high place, said to Sun Yanfa next to him.

"It's just that they won't be starved to death for a while, there is still a long way to go before they can fully recover, not to mention that this is only a small part, a drop in the bucket!"

"Yes, now that the situation here is stable, I want to take our people forward again!"

"It's good!

"It's just that the food we brought out from Songshan is gone, I don't know ......"

"I know what you mean, tomorrow you go to the warehouse to get food, and I'll write you a note, no one dares not to give you food wherever you go!"

"Thank you so much, sir!"

The next day, Yang An, Youqu Lai Buqi, and more than a dozen disciples took a cart of grain on the road, but they were stopped by hungry people less than twenty miles away.

Lai Buqi said: "Let's cook some porridge first!"

"I'll cook it, you're all big men, you must not have cooked before, and you can't waste food?" Youqu said.

Lai Buqi smiled: "Then you little girl is a layman to see the excitement, even a cook can't do it every day, but we call it Huazi and cook every day." Do you think that we are going to eat every day, and we have to take back the things we want to cook together, and most of the time we cook porridge, and that level can be worse than yours?"

"Okay, let's cook it together!"

"I think your competition is redundant, no matter how unpalatable you cook, it will be swept away!"

"That's right!" The three of them became frustrated again, and each went about his own work.

"Little sister, can you finish eating such a big bowl?" Youqu looked at the little girl in front of her, and the bowl she was holding didn't match her figure at all.

"I still have my grandparents, and my brother!"

"What about them, why don't they come by themselves?"

"Grandparents can't walk anymore, my brother went to look for food yesterday, and he hasn't come back yet!"

"I'm not at ease with you serving such a big bowl, you eat it first, and when your sister is done, your sister will help you send it over!" Youqu squatted down and stroked the little girl's hair.

"Thank you, sister!"

Before the hungry people finished distributing, the porridge was gone, so they had to cook some more, and Youqu took the little girl over first. Youqu carried the bowl for her, and the little girl ran to the bottom of a shed, which had collapsed, apparently a tea shed. But the two old men didn't move, and the little girl shook vigorously but didn't react. Youqu ran over and sniffed, he had already died, his body was still warm, and he had just died. Yuqu's heart suddenly felt like it had been stabbed by a real one.

Then another boy rushed in and shouted, "Grandpa, grandma!"

"Brother, sister said that grandparents died!"

The brother and sister hugged each other and cried bitterly, and Youqu hurriedly said, "Little brother, you haven't eaten yet, drink this first!"

"Yes, brother, drink porridge first!"

The boy hurriedly took the porridge and drank it in a big gulp, and poured it into a large bowl.

"Brother, what should we do in the future?" the little girl asked.

"I, I don't know!"

"Why don't you all follow me, follow me to help the victims!"

"Yes, yes!"

"What's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Shijie, and my sister's name is Zhang Nianxin!"

"That's great, my surname is Zhang!"

After going back, Youqu immediately threw himself into Yang An's arms and said, "Brother Yang, I'm so sad!"

"What's wrong?"

"If I hadn't stopped the little girl, her grandparents might not have died!"

"Don't be sad, don't they blame you, but, but I'm still not at ease!"

"Then let's treat the two brothers and sisters well!"

"Hmm!" Yuqu snorted coquettishly.