A little girl who looked only six or seven years old held a bowl in both hands, and after taking a big gulp of millet and sorghum porridge with satisfaction, she said with a grateful expression:
"We are fine, thank you for your concern, Madam!"
The girl next to her, who looked to be around ten years old, sighed and said:
"Madam, this is the richest, most fragrant, and best-tasting porridge I've ever eaten in my life!"
The others didn't speak, but their gratitude was evident.
Indeed, apart from Jianzhou Prefecture, the vast majority of people in the other two disaster-stricken prefectures are living in extremely difficult circumstances.
Among the people of Jianzhou Prefecture, those from Anping County lived the best lives.
Even the people of Anping County have now switched from three meals a day to two meals a day, let alone people in other places.
"If you like it, drink more. When you work here, the food is all you can eat!"
For these people, the words of the fish in the pond were the greatest blessing.
They say a half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home.
These children, around ten years old, are at the age where they can eat a lot.
As for those three women, the fact that they were driven out by their husbands' families shows that they had been living extremely difficult lives.
Judging from their thin and frail appearance, it seems that even getting a full meal is a luxury for them.
Not to mention the wounded soldiers who were discharged from the battlefield.
Qin Mu had told her that these people were all military households, and that none of them had any family left.
Chi Yu's impression of military households was still based on the novels he had read in modern times.
According to her memory, military households were hereditary.
As military households, every family was required to have a male member serving in the army.
Only when the last male member dies can he be exempted from military service!
Although these people are injured or disabled, if they marry and have children in the future, their offspring will also have to join the army.
The only way to leave the military is to earn merit and be promoted.
However, with thousands of soldiers, how easy is it to make a name for oneself?
By the time Chi Yu's thoughts returned to their senses, the people in front of him had already finished eating.
They didn't leave; instead, each person squatted by the river, washed their own bowls, and lined up in rows.
Chi Yu looked at them, then at her older brother and sister.
Holding Zhuangzhuang, who was also full, Chi Qiao turned her head and whispered to Chi Yu:
"Little Fish, these people were given names by Amu so that you could remember their names."
Those wounded soldiers, because they were registered in the military, would have to return to the northern frontier if they had children in the future, so they retained their names.
I'll give you their names later, the roster.
All you need to remember is that they all share the surname Hou of Zhenbei, and are supposedly part of the Fang Family Army or something like that.
You can call them by their real names, or you can call them Fang Yi, Fang Er, and so on, according to their current age order.
Chi Yu heard her sister's words and looked over carefully.
Seeing that they were missing arms and legs, but were still trying their best to stand straight, I felt a pang of emotion.
She didn't speak, but simply nodded to them.
Chi Qiao then looked at Chi Erxiong.
Chi Erxiong and Chi Sanbao, who hadn't left either, went over and said something to them.
The last ten people took their own bowls and chopsticks and left with the three Chi brothers.
After Chi Qiao and the others had walked a distance, she pointed at the men and women in front of her and said:
“Little Fish, I’ve asked them, and they’re all from Wuning Prefecture.”
They came from different counties and different villages.
These three women, from left to right, are Wang Cuiya, Li Ju, and Chen Santao.
They were all quite young, nineteen, twenty-one, and twenty-four years old respectively.
The three girls said they didn't have names; their families called them "dead girl," "dead brat," and "money-losing goods."
After thinking about it, I decided to name them Sweetie, Honey, and Candy.
May their future be as sweet as honey.
They were nine, ten, and twelve years old.
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