Song Yuehua said, "We have to carry the food to the Li family after dark."

"Why don't you just tell me Gan Changming's address? Why go through so much trouble?" Ji Ming said helplessly.

"I do think," Song Yuehua said, "Gan Changming still has so much food. If someone finds out and steals it, it will be a waste of time."

Ji Ming smiled and said, "When are you going to smuggle his remaining food back?"

"He paid the protection fee, so he has to protect the good people." Song Yuehua said speechlessly.

Since we have agreed with Gu Qinglang to transport grain from Li's house back to the village, the problem now is how to transport these 5,000 kilograms of grain from Gan's house to Li's house.

The two houses are not far from each other, separated by an alley and two intersections, but if the noise is too loud, people will definitely notice it.

After returning to the Gan family, after a few discussions, they decided to go to the cellar to help Gan Changming move the grain. Gan Changming quickly waved his hand and said that he could do it alone.

5,000 kilograms of grain, Song Yuehua knew Gan Changming's concerns.

Ji Ming, Erguotou, not to mention Jin Shaoyang, none of them look like good people.

Song Yuehua asked them to wait outside while she went in alone to carry the food. Everyone agreed, except Gan Changming, who looked distressed.

Mrs. Gan hid in the house with her son and dared not show up.

When Song Yuehua saw Gan Changming's granary, she couldn't help but widen her eyes. She suppressed her excitement and silently carried out bags of grain.

When most of the grain had been moved, Gan Changming got the yellow mud and floor tiles from somewhere and said he wanted to seal the cellar.

Next, it was time to move the grain to Li's house. Erguotou and Gouwazi put on ragged clothes and dressed up as refugees.

Song Yuehua asked Gan Changming for a large backpack and poured 200 kilograms of corn into it.

Seeing that it was almost dark, Song Yuehua came to the county government office carrying rice.

The yamen runner stopped the man, and Song Yuehua shouted to the lawyer inside. The lawyer came over and asked, "Miss Song, what are you doing here at this time?"

Song Yuehua pointed to the basket on her back and said, "I saw that the people in the county had no food to eat, so I carried a hundred kilograms of food and wanted to set up a porridge shed, but I had no pot or firewood. So I came to the county magistrate to ask for the big pot in the backyard kitchen to use so that I could cook some porridge and rice to feed the people."

The master glanced at her backpack, called her inside, and when he saw that there was no one around, he whispered, "Miss Song, life is not easy these days. You have these grains, keep them for yourself and eat them slowly. There are many people outside, so what if one meal is missing and another is missing? Don't let people target you."

"Master, what you said makes sense," Song Yuehua said, "Then how about distributing porridge in the name of the county magistrate? The county magistrate will gain a good reputation, and the victims will also be able to have a full meal."

The lawyer was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether this girl was too kind or really stupid.

Seeing that no one was around, the lawyer pulled the man to a corner and lowered his voice, "It is the court's duty to feed the victims. Now the higher-ups are not sending food, and the county magistrate... after all, you can't control this matter. Rather than letting the food go to waste, you might as well take care of yourself."

Song Yuehua knew that this master was a good person, but she really didn't want to argue with him about these things, so she could only say, "Maybe some of the disaster victims are in need of this meal of porridge and rice. Please help me, master."

The lawyer sighed and nodded, "You are doing good deeds and also taking credit for the county magistrate. How can I not agree?"

After getting the approval of the county magistrate, Song Yuehua finally came to the kitchen of the county government office to light a fire and cook porridge. With the arrangement of the lawyer, the porridge tent was quickly set up.

When the first pot of porridge was cooked, the master took a look and frowned, saying, "It's too thick, add another half pot of water."

Several pots of porridge and rice were cooked, and a large pot was set up outside, and the boiled porridge and rice were placed on the fire to continue cooking.

At this time, the sun was setting and the aroma of rice quickly attracted a group of refugees. Some of them looked at the rice grains bubbling in the pot, swallowed their saliva, and ran home without looking back to inform their relatives.

All the refugees in the entire county knew about the county government's porridge distribution at the same time.

At this time, Erguotou and Gouwazi were guarding several intersections. When they saw someone trying to turn in, they quickly stopped him and said, "The county government is giving out porridge. Go quickly. Why are you still here?"

The person who was stopped couldn't help but say, "I'm going home..."

"Why go home? Aren't you hungry? Is there much food at home?" Gou Wazi asked unreasonably, "Don't you smell the fragrance of rice? If you go any later, you won't even be able to drink the rice washing water."

The man was persuaded by him, so he changed his mind and went to the county government office. But after taking two steps, he turned back and asked, "Why don't you go?"

Gou Wa Zi laughed and said, "My wife is taking a shit, I'll wait for her."

The man sneered and walked away.

After the others left, Gouwazi looked around and whistled softly, then saw Jin Shaoyang trotting past the alley carrying two large bags of food.

Song Yuehua cooked corn here from dusk till dark. Several runners brought a few oil lamps from the inner room and scooped out porridge one by one.

Some refugees received a bowl at dusk, and took advantage of the darkness to line up again. Some were lucky and were not recognized, while those who were unlucky were driven back.

The corn that Song Yuehua brought was almost cooked. After thanking the clerks and runners in the county government, she returned to You's house with an empty backpack.

Just as she walked out the door, Song Yuehua heard someone calling her name.

When I turned around, it was Hou Wu.

"Miss Song, it's really you." Hou Wu was dressed in tatters and looked extremely embarrassed.

Song Yuehua walked closer to take a closer look, frowned and asked, "Are you still in the county? And you are in this state, don't you have any food stored?"

"Alas..." Hou Wu said while holding a bowl of porridge, "I originally stored some food, and later I brought my father-in-law and his family over. I didn't expect that they would exchange the food for silver..."

Having said that, Hou Wu wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

Song Yuehua asked, "So what's your father-in-law's family like now..."

Hou Wu shook his head and said, "They took the money and took my wife to the south to seek refuge, leaving me and my little daughter starving at home. Today, I heard that the county government was giving out porridge, so I brought my little daughter with me."

As she was speaking, a skinny little girl stuck her head out from behind Hou Wu and looked at her.

Song Yuehua was distressed and wanted to help, so she said, "I live in the village now. The house in the county is unattended. I will leave 100 kilograms of corn. You and the children can live in it and help me take care of the house. What do you think?"

Hou Wu's eyes lit up and he said, "Really... Miss Song, don't worry, I will take good care of the house."

"Um,"

Song Yuehua thought about it and told Hou Wu about the matter of collecting grain and protecting people.

From now on, Hou Wu will live in the You Mansion. Not only can he look after the house for her, but it will also be convenient for her to inquire about some information. There is no need to look for people door to door like this time. Fortunately, they met them this time. If they had been disappointed, who knows how long they would have to wait to get food.

"I'll deliver the food later." Song Yuehua said.

Hou Wulian responded well.