Next, talking about the orphans in the dilapidated temple, Feng Qingxue's compassion was beyond words.

"In today's world, a person's ability is very limited. No one can provide food and drink for so many children. Others can't do it, and I... can't do it either." She had to ensure her own safety first, and then help those in need.

Guan Cheng's eyes darkened, but he understood Feng Qingxue very well.

Many people can't even support themselves, let alone the Lu family, which has several old and young people, plus his own brothers. He would be thankful if he could fill his stomach in the future. How could he dare to expect more than a dozen children to have enough food and drink?

Father Lu admired Guan Cheng's loyalty and righteousness. After thinking about it, he suddenly came up with an idea.

"What idea?" Feng Qingxue, Guan Cheng, and Lu Tianjun all asked in unison.

"Isn't there a forest near us? There are more than a dozen hills, big and small, connected together."

"Grandpa Lu, what's wrong with Shanlin?" Guan Cheng thought about it and could indeed see a hill to the west of the cowshed. Based on his eyesight, which he had developed from often going out to beg, the hill was about twenty or thirty miles away from the cowshed.

Father Lu smiled and said, "There is an air-raid shelter in that mountain."

"dugout?"

"dugout?"

"dugout?"

The voices of Feng Qingxue, Lu Tianjun and Guan Cheng were not in unison this time, but their words were exactly the same, all with questioning tones, and their eyes were fixed on Lu's father.

"Yes, air-raid shelters!" Father Lu let out a breath slowly and continued, "During the war, there was a period of time when air raids occurred frequently. Our Lu family funded and built air-raid shelters. At that time, we wanted to leave a way out for our family members and tenants. Now the living conditions in Wanglou are better than other places. Every household has its own house and is used to living together. Few people are willing to live alone, so those air-raid shelters are empty."

Feng Qingxue showed a hint of joy on her face, "You mean to let those children move to the air-raid shelter? Firstly, it is easy to find food in the mountains, and secondly, it is close to us, so we can take care of them normally." Caohu is about seven or eight miles south of Xishan.

Father Lu smiled and nodded. That was what he thought.

Since Guan Cheng couldn't bear to leave those children who depended on each other, he had to find a way to accommodate them. The air-raid shelter was the best place. It was neither too far nor too close to them, so it would not affect their family's life, and he could still take care of them nearby.

"Do many people know about the air-raid shelter?" Guan Cheng was particularly concerned when he heard Feng Qingxue ask this.

Father Lu shook his head and said, "A lot of people know about this, but so what? The air-raid shelter is now owned by the state, not a private one. No one lives there, so it's always been empty. Although human nature is complicated, no one is really going to chase away a group of homeless children and not let them stay there. When the time comes, I'll tell your uncle, and if he speaks, no one will object."

Feng Qingxue nodded, and suddenly asked again: "Is it dangerous to live in the mountains?"

"No, what's the danger? How many trees are there on those outer mountains now? They were all cut down during the Great Steelmaking Movement. The famine in the past two years has caused hunger among families, and those mountains have been stripped of their skin. Animals have a very strong reproductive capacity. There may be some pheasants, rabbits, and ducks in the deep mountains and old forests, but their numbers are definitely not large. Who wouldn't keep an eye on them if there were a lot of them? Ah Jiang went there not long ago, and he finally managed to catch some skinny prey. There are no large beasts like wild boars at all."