The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

He raised his foot and kicked Cheng Youning's butt, cursing, "You little brat, you don't study hard all day long, and you're always thinking about nonsense! Where did this second mother come from?"

Cheng Youning covered his buttocks in pain, rubbing them while mumbling, "Humph, why are you two hiding things? What are you hiding? If you don't explain clearly, when I see my grandfather, I will complain to him first and let him deal with you!"

At this time, Sui Ying glanced at Cheng Feng, sighed helplessly and said: "It's actually not a big deal. It's just that your father took the money from your family's pearl sales and gave it to the people of Yan State in northern Jinan. He gave porridge to the refugees there for a long time."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Youning opened his mouth in surprise and exclaimed, "What? What is Dad thinking? Grandfather is attacking Nanbuyang, and he actually went to give porridge to the enemy's people. Isn't this just asking for trouble?"

Cheng Feng explained with a serious face: "Does it matter where the refugees are from? Besides, Daddy didn't just help the people of the Southern Yan Kingdom, he also helped the people of Taichong! Those refugees are starving, and although a few bowls of porridge can't completely solve their livelihood problems, it can at least keep them going for a few days, so they won't starve to death on the streets right away."

Hearing this, Cheng Youning nodded thoughtfully, expressing his agreement: "Well, what Dad said does seem to make some sense."

At this moment, the food they unloaded from the car gave off a fragrant smell, attracting many hungry people around to gather around following the smell.

Cheng Feng was afraid that they would start to snatch the food, so he said loudly: "Don't worry, everyone. We didn't bring much food, so everyone can only get a little. Please line up and take your food in turn."

After hearing this, the originally restless crowd gradually calmed down and began to line up in an orderly manner in a long queue.

The people in the front line had hope in their eyes and asked impatiently, "My dear sir, which wealthy family are you from?"

Cheng Feng smiled and replied, "We are from Fengying." As soon as he finished speaking, a voice of gratitude rang out at the scene.

At this time, a commoner asked Cheng Feng: "I heard that your Fengying is doing well now and has not been affected by the war."

Cheng Feng smiled and nodded: "Everything remains the same, things will get better here slowly, don't worry."

At this time, a man in the crowd said, "It's all the fault of that damned Wan Lianxing. He had to rebel and bring suffering to us common people."

Suiying had already drawn his knife. Cheng Feng touched his arm to calm him down and whispered to him, "The people are just complaining. They can't eat and have to beg on the streets. Just complain a little."

Suiying said with a dark face: "It's unnecessary to help them."

At this time, someone said, "What does it have to do with Wan Lianxing? It's the fate of our Dalang Kingdom that is about to end. Haven't you heard the folk song that is sung all over the streets? Dalang Kingdom, the fate is over. Kill good ministers, behead loyal and righteous people. Defeat Yan Kingdom, beat Fengqi. The people suffer, and the soldiers die. King Shuiyong wins the support of the people. Repair water conservancy projects and build river embankments. Reward meritorious officials and recruit wise men. The army is strong and the country is prosperous... What does this show? It is obvious that the emperor of Dalang Kingdom is incompetent and unjust!"

Someone echoed, "That's right. The emperor of Dalang is really stupid. He is still building a palace just for his own pleasure. Look at the 128 crimes listed against him. He is such a damned dog emperor."

Cheng Feng glanced at Cheng Youning, who lowered his head and drooped his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. Cheng Feng bent down and asked Cheng Youning in a low voice: "Son, this folk song was not composed by you, was it?"

Cheng Youning shook his head and said, "How could such a difficult folk song be made up by a kid? It was made up by my Grandpa Ge a long time ago. The 128 charges were also written by my Grandpa Ge. They have nothing to do with me. I just came here to spread the folk song. Although it is a rumor, I have paid a certain price."

Cheng Feng suppressed his laughter and asked, "What's the price?"

Cheng Youning held up two fingers and said, "I paid for two baskets of candy out of my own pocket, but my grandfather still hasn't given me any money."

Cheng Feng laughed. Only Ge Dongqing could come up with such unconventional ideas.

Amid the people's cursing, everything except the crabs and wine was distributed to the people.

But a more difficult problem came. There were still many people behind who hadn't received food yet. They all looked at Cheng Feng expectantly. An old lady standing at the front of the line was holding a child about seven or eight years old. The child looked lifeless and seemed to be sick. She begged Cheng Feng: "Good man, can you give me a cake? My child hasn't eaten for three days."

Cheng Feng looked at the two empty carts and was at a loss, "Auntie, there is no food left. We have shared it all."

The old woman knelt on the ground and said, "Kindhearted person, please give me something to eat. My daughter has fainted from hunger. If she doesn't have anything to eat, she will just wait to die."

Cheng Feng looked at the child in the woman's arms. His head was drooping. It turned out that the child was not sick, but fainted from hunger. How could Cheng Feng not feel compassion for such a pitiful child? He asked Cheng Youning, "Son, do you have anything delicious?"

Cheng Youning took out two candies from his pocket and said, "This is all I have, nothing else."

Cheng Feng said: "Then give her these two pieces of candy."

Cheng Youning obediently gave the two candies to the man, but with so many people watching, what should he do? Cheng Feng asked Suiying for help, "Where can I buy food in this city?"

Suiying shook his head and said, "Everything is closed. Even if you want to buy food to make porridge, you can't find a place selling rice."

At this time, Sui Dan, who had gone out to look for food, came back running. He shouted, "There's no money to spend in this place. I walked three or four streets and all the shops were closed. Let's find some food and drink for ourselves so that we can continue on our journey."

Suiying pointed at the two empty carriages with his chin. Suidan's eyes widened again. He looked at the large group of refugees and said, "Were they robbed? They were robbed by these refugees? Can't you, more than ten people, keep an eye on the two carriages?"

Cheng Feng said: "The people are very orderly, no one is grabbing, I just distributed the food to everyone."

Sui Dan looked at the bare carriage, his face full of surprise: "Didn't they leave any food for us?"

Cheng Feng said a little embarrassedly: "I left two buckets of crabs, but they are all raw and can't be eaten now."