"Send someone in to check the big bags piled up inside to see what's inside."
The people outside came to their senses and decided not to care about the letter. Food was the most important thing.
If all those stacked bags were filled with food, how long would it take them to eat? After all, the warehouse was not small, and it was still packed to the brim.
More importantly, there are many warehouses like this. That is to say, if there are so much food in those warehouses, maybe they can solve part of the food crisis in the city.
Although these grains are nothing to the populous Qinghe City, they at least give everyone hope.
After all, ordinary people can't think so much. They can only think that if they only eat all the food, they will never be able to finish it in their lifetime.
Who could have imagined that the entire city had a population of one million?
Someone went forward to check it out, and the rest went to open the remaining warehouses.
Except for the eight warehouses where people live, the remaining eighteen warehouses are full.
Each warehouse is similar to the first one, with half of the space filled with pumpkins, sweet potatoes and potatoes, and the remaining half filled with grain.
But after this one time, the pocket in the space was in danger again.
Jiang Mengxue really wanted someone to take the food and return the bag to her.
Next time we have to find the city’s grain reserve granary, but Wu Zhongming should know about this. After all, he is the director of the Grain Bureau and is responsible for the entire city’s grain allocation. The granary is within his jurisdiction.
But who would ask this question normally? Besides, as a granary, it must be strictly managed. How could ordinary people be allowed to get close to it? So this method doesn't work, and we have to make new plans.
Jiang Mengxue took advantage of the crowd's inattention and called the little boy over.
When the little boy saw that it was Jiang Mengxue calling him, he hesitated for a moment and did not step forward immediately.
He thought Jiang Mengxue wanted to take the steamed bread back. After all, the matter was so serious. Although he didn't understand anything, it didn't mean that he couldn't read people's expressions.
Even with your toes you can tell that something serious has happened.
But he was just a child after all. Although he was scared in his heart, he was also naturally afraid of strange adults. He had no choice but to drag his feet to Jiang Mengxue and wait for her to ask for the steamed bread back.
But he was really overthinking it. How could Jiang Mengxue be so desperate that she could ask for something back after giving away a vegetable steamed bun?
Just because she asked for it, such a young child was scolded. He must have been scared just now.
So Jiang Mengxue took out a cloth bag from the frame of the bicycle, which contained a dozen or so steamed buns made of mixed grains and about a pound of raw eggs, as a reward for the little guy.
But seeing that the child was alone, he felt a little hesitant.
If you don’t have the ability to protect yourself, then holding more than you can possess is not a good thing.
"Little boy, are you alone? Do you have any other relatives?"
The little guy raised his head in confusion: "Mom takes my sister to bed, my sister is hot, Dad works, and my eldest brother and second brother beg for food."
Although it was said simply, it was also said clearly, and Jiang Mengxue also understood what was going on.
My sister feels hot, I'm afraid she has a fever. But if she has a fever in a place like this and has no money to see a doctor or buy medicine, I guess she can only bear it. If she can't bear it, it's just bad luck.
This is how people are these days. There are too many children that cannot be raised. Countless children have died because of minor colds or fevers.
Jiang Mengxue was a doctor, and the child had just helped her, so she didn't mind helping out.
But she couldn't let the child say what she taught him.
"If someone asks you why you know there's something in the warehouse, can't you just tell them you know?"
The kid doesn’t understand, so what does he say?
Jiang Mengxue continued, "If someone asks you who told you that, you say you don't know them and didn't see them. If they ask you if they're a man or a woman, you say they're a man. No matter what else they ask, just say you don't know. Is that okay?"
The little boy nodded. He understood and just had to say the opposite.
Jiang Mengxue nodded. Even if a child this young told the story, no one would believe it. The child might forget it after a while. How good could such a child's memory be?
Moreover, she was dressed so warmly that other people could only tell that she was a woman and her eyeballs. She would change her clothes after leaving and would never wear this outfit again, so there was no need to worry too much.
"What's your name? Where are your mother and sister? Can you take me to see them?"
"My name is Xiaohu. My eldest brother is Dahu, my second brother is Erhu, and my sister is Sanya. My father is Dong Chengli, and my mother is Wu Qiufen."
Jiang Mengxue didn't expect that just by asking a name, the little guy would be so honest and tell her the names of his entire family.
I think it's because people often tease him about his parents' and brother's names, and he has memorized them after a while.
Xiaohu took Jiang Mengxue into the warehouse where they lived together. Time was urgent and there was no time or conditions to renovate the place. There was not even a kang. No one knew how these people managed to survive living here.
The floor inside was covered with a thick layer of straw, and the bedding for everyone was distributed uniformly.
There is a brazier placed at intervals, and charcoal fire is lit in it at night.
Xiaohu's mother and sister were in the corner, and the mother and daughter were lying in the quilt hugging each other.
The closer I got, the more I heard Tiger's mother sobbing softly.
Xiaohu also heard it, let go of Jiang Mengxue's hand and ran forward to hug them.
When Wu Qiufen heard her youngest son calling her, she quickly wiped away her tears, not wanting her son to see her crying.
"Xiao Hu is back, come into bed quickly, I'll hold you in my arms, and I'll cook dinner when your father and your older brothers come back."
In fact, it was only morning, far from their meal time. Even their morning meal had to wait until noon. If they ate too early, they might not be able to make it through the evening.
"Mother, eat wo wo."
Xiaohu took out the vegetable steamed bun that he had treasured and stuffed in his clothes.
Wu Qiufen was shocked. Xiaohu was still young, so he didn't let him go out to beg for food. He just let him play with other children nearby.
But the people living around here are all people who have fled famine like them, and local people never come here.
So who gave Xiaohu the steamed bread? She thought Xiaohu stole it because he was extremely hungry.
Food is such a precious thing. If someone finds it, it will be the end of them and their whole family will be kicked out.
"Xiao Hu, tell me where you got it from? Did you steal it from somewhere?
What if someone finds out? What if they kick us all out? How are we going to survive in this cold winter?
Your sister's high fever hasn't subsided yet, and I don't know if she can hold on..."
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