Upon hearing this news, Jiang He jumped up and down on the spot and patted Guan Cheng's shoulder happily, without any of his previous coldness.

"Guancheng, we are really blessed by you! A huge blessing! We homeless children are all poor working people. As long as we have a household registration, we are all poor peasants. There is a place willing to take us in, and it is a production brigade with high grain output. As long as we have hands and feet and don't be lazy, we will definitely be able to support ourselves when we grow up!"

Zhang Erya understood what he said and was stunned.

The other children were not as smart and were younger, so when they saw them happy, they also started laughing foolishly.

They were so happy to see Guan Cheng again after a few days of separation.

"Don't be too happy too soon. Aunt Xue's uncle is not at home, and I don't know if the household registration issue will be successful in the end!" Guan Cheng said this with a smile on his face.

Jiang He smiled and said, "No matter if it succeeds or not, there is always a glimmer of hope, isn't it?"

Jiang He acted decisively and ordered everyone to pack up their belongings and leave Guandi Temple.

Their belongings were simple, consisting of dog-beating sticks, broken pots and pans, and porcelain bowls. They also tied all the dry grass and firewood in the temple into bundles, which they tied tightly with hemp ropes and carried on their backs.

They left in a grand manner and arrived at Xishan in a grand manner.

Some of the air-raid shelters are very deep, some are very shallow, some have a deep well in them, and some have toilets in them. The walls are covered with moss, but each air-raid shelter has ventilation facilities. After all, if you move here to avoid air raids, everyone needs to breathe fresh air.

There are also a few specially built stone chambers in the air-raid shelters.

Guan Cheng and Lu Tianjun cleaned out two stone chambers, which were covered with thick dry grass.

"The boys live in one room, and the girls live in another. The old mattress is used by the girls to cover themselves."

As soon as Guan Cheng finished speaking, Feng Qingxue's voice came from outside, "I have an old mattress here. Bring it over for you to use. When I have time and materials, I will find a way to make a quilt for you to use in the winter."

"Auntie Xue, you're here!" Guan Cheng welcomed her in and took the old mattress and the backpack under the mattress from her.

Feng Qingxue saw that all the children were there, and a very relieved smile appeared on her face. She said to Guan Cheng and Jiang He, "I have asked someone to find a way to get you some coarse grains like bean dregs and bean cakes. If you are lucky, you may get some sweet potato noodles or something. I will send it to you after I get it. The quantity may not be large, so don't be disgusted."

Jiang He hurriedly said, "Don't despise me, don't despise me, Aunt Xue, I will call you the same as Guan Cheng. When we beg for food, those who are willing to give us a piece of bean curd cake are all good people!"

You can eat anything as long as it doesn’t fill your stomach, as long as you don’t starve to death.

In the past two years, when they went out to beg for food, they saw many people who ate Guanyin soil because they were extremely hungry. In the end, they could not defecate and suffocated to death.

Feng Qingxue took out a large copper kettle with pits and collision marks on its surface from the backpack, "I've seen that there is a well in the air-raid shelter and a stream outside. You can boil water and drink it. This will reduce the risk of getting sick. I will think of a way to ask someone to get you a pot so that you can cook and fry dishes. A home should look like a home."

Hearing the last sentence, Guan Cheng, Jiang He and Zhang Erya felt a lump in their throats and tears welled up in their eyes.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Home, yes, home, this is their home, the home where they depend on each other.