Yang Zhao looked through the window at Xiao Ba, who was curled up on the bed and still shivering. Her hands unconsciously clenched the cloth in her hands. She still had many questions she wanted to ask.
But she also knew.
In the current situation, there is nothing to ask.
"Mother-in-law, how long will it take for her to recover from her current condition? Can we take her away?" Yang Zhao asked Mother-in-law Yu.
Grandma Yu was stunned.
Then she hesitated and said, "If no one disturbs her, she will usually recover in an hour or two. But if we take her away by force, I'm not sure what will happen. Xiao Ba had an attack once before, and we wanted to get close to comfort her, but she reacted very strongly..." Thinking of the situation that time, Mrs. Yu's eyes reddened.
I feel so sad.
I'm afraid the child must have experienced something terrible before.
"My benefactor, if possible, please don't provoke the child for the time being! If you want to take her away, wait until she calms down first." said Mrs. Yu.
Yang Zhao understood.
"good."
Yang Zhao didn't say anything more, just took Xier's hand and left.
When getting on the carriage.
Yang Zhao paused.
She looked back at Old Man Yun and the villagers who had followed her to see her off. After a moment's hesitation, she said to Old Man Yun, "Grandpa Yun, if you have no objection, I'll send someone over later..."
The carriage slowly left.
"Goodbye, benefactor..."
The villagers of Qiyang Village were full of joy and excitement, waving their hands at the village gate and shouting goodbye to their benefactor.
Until the carriage was out of sight.
The villagers stopped waving.
He looked at Old Man Yun with excitement, "Old Yun, I'm a little hard of hearing, so I didn't hear clearly. What did the benefactor mean just now? Did he mean to help us build a big village? After the Shen family case is over, he can also help us bring our family members who are doing forced labor here, right?"
An old man leaning on a cane asked Old Man Yun hurriedly.
In fact, he heard it clearly, but he just didn't dare to believe his ears.
Many of those present had relatives who had been forced to do forced labor.
Even some people who have no relatives will still feel happy for their companions after hearing the news.
They were all unfortunate people whose homes had been destroyed, but Yang Zhao's intention just now was to help them rebuild their homes and register their place of origin in Qiyang Village. This meant that their grandchildren could live here for generations to come...
This gives them a real home.
Not just a place to stay!!
Old Man Yun was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. "You heard it right, that's what my benefactor said."
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and go register with the old scholar. Remember to record your original place of origin, village name, number of people in your family, any family members who have been taken away for forced labor, etc. in detail. This will allow you to file it with the government later..."
After Old Man Yun finished speaking, everyone rushed to find the old scholar as if they were injected with chicken blood.
Old Man Yun stood at the entrance of the village for a while.
Then he turned back to the tile house and found Mrs. Yu: "Mrs. Yu, you have to work harder these days and take care of Xiao Ba. I will move in later and help take care of him."
Mrs. Yu was a little confused: ...? ?
Old Man Yun didn't explain. He just stood outside the window and looked at Xiao Ba inside the house. He couldn't help but stroke his beard and muttered, "It seems that I must teach the children of the village well in the future and do more good deeds."
Thinking of something, Old Man Yun turned to look at Mrs. Yu and said, "Didn't you say before that the children's porridge was too watery? I'll have someone buy some white rice right away. When you make porridge tonight, remember to add a few more handfuls of rice and make it thicker. You can have two more bowls then..."
After saying that, Old Man Yun walked away with his hands behind his back, and his back seemed to have straightened a lot.
Mrs. Yu looked at Old Man Yun who was leaving, feeling a little puzzled!
Has this old man Yun become rich?
There is still money left to buy rice?
In fact, these people had run out of food and ammunition along the way. If they had not met a caravan on the way and had not received the rations that the caravan had saved to provide them with, they would have probably starved to death on the road.
Now they still have a village to settle down in.
There was even a bite to eat, all thanks to the benefactor.
Therefore, it is already very good for these children to drink a bowl of porridge three times a day.
but.
Tonight, every villager in Qiyang Village ate white rice porridge, the kind that was so thick that it was shaped into a paste.
And there’s meat!
Of course, this is not something that Old Man Yun exchanged for with his precious teeth.
It was the rations that Yang Zhao's men brought with them when they settled in Qiyang Village...
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In the carriage.
Yang Zhao kept looking at the cloth in his hand.
This is a kind of cloth that is soft to the touch but has good toughness. It is different from any other cloth. It is called Spider Cloud Brocade, which was made by her mother herself for their Yang family.
Extremely comfortable.
It won't break here and there easily.
In her mother's words, it means carrying the load.
Especially the clothes of her father and elder brother, which were all designed by her mother herself. Every piece of clothing under the armor has a certain degree of toughness to defend, although it is not invulnerable to swords and guns.
But her mother said that sometimes just a little bit of resilience and resistance could save a life.
And the piece of cloth in her hand.
It's Spider Cloud Brocade.
A piece of white spider brocade.
White, that is her eldest brother's exclusive color.
But her eldest brother had clearly died in battle five years ago... Even though the bloody words on the cloth had faded, judging by the color of the remaining bloodstains, it definitely couldn't have been left there five years ago...
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