Feng Qingxue knelt on the straw pile and hugged Guan Yu.

Guan Yu's forehead was burning hot, but he was very afraid of the cold. His thin body kept shivering, and his tattered clothes were not enough to protect him from the spring cold. Feng Qingxue reached into the backpack, took out a cotton jacket from the space and wrapped it around him.

In her free time, besides reading and practicing calligraphy, she would make clothes with the fabrics stored in the space.

The fabrics we chose are all those that have appeared recently.

When I was looking for things for Lu Jiang before, I was tidying up the space and found more than a dozen bags of fabrics, clothes, shoes, socks, and labor protection supplies that were sold cheaply by manufacturers. Each bag was as big as a small mountain and basically all of them can be used in this era.

With Feng Qingxue's body temperature and the thick cotton-padded jacket, Guan Yu gradually stopped shivering so violently.

The older girl carefully hid the remaining half of the steamed bread in her pocket for tomorrow's meal, then squatted beside Feng Qingxue, looked at Guan Yu wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket with envy, and said, "Sister, who are you to Guan Yu's family? You are so nice to him. We have lived here with Guan Cheng and Guan Yu for several years, and no one has looked for him."

"Guancheng and Guanyu have lived here for several years?" Feng Qingxue only heard this sentence.

"Yes, not long after Guan Yu was born, Guan Cheng often brought him to live here. The name Guan Yu was given by Guan Cheng! His stepfather's family had no place for them to live. They made Guan Cheng work during the day and drove him out at night. Guan Cheng never drank a sip of water from their house. Many people starved to death in the past two years. My parents didn't want me anymore. They thought I was wasting food, so I came out to make a living with them. Guan Cheng has been living here with Guan Yu and has never returned to his stepfather's house."

Feng Qingxue looked unhappy.

It seems that what Chen Ming found out through others was not entirely the truth.

Guan Cheng and Guan Yu were not recently kicked out of their homes and became homeless people. Instead, they have lived outside from the beginning, with no one loving them and no one caring about them. They have to rely entirely on themselves.

"Sister, you haven't answered me yet. Who are you to them? You are so nice. You gave us food as soon as you came. We haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time. Now we have to go outside to dig wild vegetables to eat." asked the older girl.

Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, "I am a relative of the two brothers. I asked someone to find out their whereabouts and rushed here."

"That's so nice of you! Every household is starving right now, and you're willing to come to them. You're really the best person in the world!"

"What's your name? How old are you?" Feng Qingxue looked at the girl in front of her. She was pale and thin, with ragged clothes, but her eyes were as bright as lacquer and very lively.

The girl smiled shyly and said, "I don't have a name. My parents call me Erya. My last name is Zhang, Zhang Erya."

After saying her name, Zhang Erya remembered another question Feng Qingxue asked, and then answered: "I am twelve years old this year. I started begging when I was ten."

A 10-year-old girl was kicked out of her home? How cruel are the parents?

There are many children of all ages in the dilapidated temple. Why have they ended up like this?

Unconsciously asking the question in her mind, Zhang Erya followed Feng Qingxue's gaze and looked at the group of children who were licking the steamed buns and couldn't bear to eat them. She whispered, "In fact, we are lucky. We were just driven out, not eaten! Some people who are so hungry that they give their children to each other's families to cook and eat!"