Chapter 394: Receive Food
This evening was probably the most generous time that Mrs. Wu had ever been in cooking with rice.
The white rice was piled high in the bowl, and there was a large basket of white flour buns, enough for everyone.
He also specially cooked a small pot of meat porridge, left half a bowl for his grandson Doudou, and brought the rest into the woodshed and personally fed it to the sick and confused old couple.
Cooking with wet firewood filled the yard with choking smoke, and a large group of people managed to taste the rice and steamed buns as delicacies from land and sea in the smoke.
The villagers living nearby smelled the scent and heard the noise, and couldn't help but come over to find out a thing or two. However, when they saw the horses and the well-dressed people in the yard, they left in embarrassment and didn't dare to go in.
Tianbao and his group didn't take this matter to heart.
Although the people have suffered from the disaster, they are not yet at the end of their rope and are not capable of doing things like robbing and killing for the time being.
Once the imperial court issues disaster relief orders, the situation will gradually improve.
At most, someone saw that the He family had food and shamelessly came to ask for money.
But those people couldn't get anything out of He's aunt-in-law's hands.
After dinner, Su Wen and Su Wu stayed at He's house for one night.
Tianbao left medicine to treat the old couple of the He family and took the others back to the Liu family.
At the hour of Xu, the night is very dark.
A waning moon hung in the sky, its light filtering down onto the puddle, reflecting a dim glow.
It was a cool night in late September. The people sat on horseback and traveled in the moonlight, at a moderate pace. The sound of horse hooves was unusually clear in the quiet night.
"Uncle, just hold on to me, you won't fall, relax." Su An smiled at the stiff man behind him while riding his horse.
"I dare not let go, I dare not let go," said Uncle Liu, still stiff and straight. "I have lived for over forty years and have never even ridden in an ox cart, let alone a horse. If it weren't for you leading me, I wouldn't even be able to climb onto the horse's back."
On the back of another horse, the old man said nonchalantly, "If you're really scared, I'll teach you a trick. Don't even have to ride the horse. Just climb onto Xiao Anzi's back and let him carry you! I've got experience! I used to get carsick when I was riding in a carriage, but later I couldn't stand it anymore, so I came up with this idea. I grabbed a kid and had him sit on top of the carriage. I'd lie on his back, so I could get some fresh air and feel stable. Hey! The old man really didn't get carsick when he was on the roof!"
The old man's words caused a burst of laughter and complaints from the young people. It seemed that every one of them had been forced to serve as a soldier.
Listening to the happy laughter around him and looking at the unfamiliar children, Uncle Liu started laughing too.
The farewell scene seemed to have happened just yesterday. Xiao An was still a child less than five years old at that time, and Tianbao had just turned one month old and was still sleeping in his cradle. His little face was not even half the size of his palm.
When they saw each other again today, the children had grown up. Xiao An was half a head taller than him. The baby in the cradle had become the eldest sister in the sect, and the people following her were not ordinary people.
They all have great prospects.
Yuelan and Dajiang seemed to be living very well in exile, which made their family feel relieved.
When we returned to Liujia Village, we could see lights from afar in the yards of the houses on the slope in the middle of the village.
When we arrived at the Liu family compound, it was full of people waiting eagerly.
The Liu family's eldest uncle and second uncle's families, who had not been seen during the day, were all together. When the ten or so people heard the noise, they all came out to greet them.
There was a dining table in the main room, and the table was full of untouched food, and there was no steam coming out of it.
Greet each other.
Let’s eat.
The scene was filled with laughter and tears.
By the time I took a break, the moon was already at its highest point in the sky.
"Sister, aren't you sleepy?" Tianbao tilted her head and met a pair of ignorant watery eyes.
She slept in the same room with Xiaomai Sui and Bing'er tonight. Xiaomai Sui was already snoring softly and looked very tired.
Tianbao rubbed Bing'er's head and asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?"
"Sister, you're not asleep yet. Are you missing home?" Bing'er pressed her head against her sister's pillow, her little mouth curved. She liked the feeling of whispering to her sister like this.
"Yeah, I miss home." Tianbao admitted.
Looking at the cold and untouched food on the table, and the in-laws who were obviously very hungry but still waiting for them to come back and eat together, Tianbao suddenly missed his grandparents very much.
I don’t know why, I just want to.
Every time I come home from outside, no matter how late I get home, my grandparents will always get up, light a fire and cook a hot meal for me.
The more she and her brothers enjoyed their food, the more satisfied her grandparents smiled.
For the Su family, the hard days are over, and now are all good days.
But outside the exile areas, in many places, people's lives may not be as stable as in the exile areas.
If my mother knew that my grandparents were still living such a hard life, she would probably feel guilty and blame herself.
Tianbao closed his eyes and closed Bing'er's big, blinking eyes. "Go to sleep. We'll go to Dahuai Village tomorrow."
"Okay, sister, Buyu, keep it safe first, don't lose it."
"Yeah, sleep."
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Dahuai Village.
The big banyan tree at the entrance of the village has a wider crown than it did a dozen years ago. Long, aged beards hang from its branches, and its leaves are dark green and lush.
This is probably the only thing in Dahuai Village that was not affected by the flood.
Standing at the entrance of the village and looking inside, there are only about a hundred households in the entire village, and it looks devastated at first glance.
Because of the terrain here, not only the rice fields on both sides of the road, but also the road leading into the village were all flooded.
The foundations of all the houses are almost invisible, as if they were growing in the water.
Faint sounds of crying and sobbing gathered from different directions and finally reached the ears of people with good hearing.
Su An stood at the entrance of the village, breathing deeply, and roared like a lion, "It's time to get the food! Come to the entrance of the village, and every household will get a bag of rice and flour!"
Thanks to more than ten years of practice, after repeating it several times, there was movement in the lifeless village, and the sound of someone wading through the water gradually became louder.
Soon, figures rushed out from various courtyards, dressed in tattered clothes, with red eyes and a look of disbelief.
The first people who rushed to the village entrance couldn't believe it when they saw the carts of grain bags under the banyan tree at the entrance. They asked the people beside the carts in a trembling voice, "Can we really get grain? Are you officials sent by the government? Come to distribute disaster relief grain to us?"
There were five horse-drawn carriages under the banyan tree, and two bags of food were piled on the carriages as high as a hill.
Standing next to the car were several young men in their twenties and several girls in their teens. They were all good-looking and well-dressed.
People dare not offend easily.
Su An directly pulled a bag of rice and flour from the car and put it in the hands of the first person who arrived. His face was bright and his voice was gentle. "We are really releasing grain. As long as it is from Dahuai Village, every household will get a share!"
Those who arrived later saw with their own eyes that the villagers had indeed received the grain, and all their doubts and fears disappeared, replaced by extreme joy.
After the village was hit by the disaster, everyone was struggling desperately while waiting for rescue. Every day was a torment, not knowing whether the court would help them or just not care about them at all.
The lives of ordinary people are worthless in the eyes of the powerful.
Now that we can actually get food, the desire to live overrides everything else. Who can care about anything else?
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