I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Fu Jichang lit the fire and walked inside, with Ji Xiaobei following behind him.

A few minutes later, there was a light in the distance.

Outside the cave, there are two rows of wooden houses. The surroundings are very quiet, and a few pheasants are strolling on the ground.

Fu Jichang secretly observed the situation around him and found nothing unusual.

The two men entered the cabin.

Oh my goodness! The room was filled with sacks.

There's food inside!

Ji Xiaobei's eyes lit up, so much food!

She started thinking about how to transport it out.

She doesn't need to worry about this matter. If the people in Jijia Village find out, they will carry the person out of the mountains without sleeping.

"These grains cannot be moved..." Fu Jichang looked serious.

The disaster relief grain distributed by Anzhou was finally found.

Together with the documents in his arms, the criminal was caught red-handed!

"Why? We found this, why can't we touch it? If we hand it over to the government, we won't get any food..."

Ji Xiaobei doesn't trust the pig-headed County Magistrate Shen.

"These grains are disaster relief grains!"

Ji Xiaobei was shocked: the Hu Zi hijacked the relief grain!

That really can't be moved!

"But don't worry, after reporting to the Anzhou prefect, he will definitely reward the people of Jijia Village." Fu Jichang said solemnly.

Ji Xiaobei: If disaster relief food were distributed to the people, there wouldn’t be so many beggars on the streets!

Ill-gotten gains cannot be touched!

She is a good citizen with a conscience!

However, on the way back, she was still a little depressed.

I don't have the strength to walk anymore.

Fu Jichang: This woman has a special liking for food?

It was getting dark when the two men returned to the mountains.

Aunt Song has cooked the porridge and is waiting for Ji Xiaobei and the others to come back for dinner.

Three members of the patrol team died and one was slightly injured.

Every time they had a meal, the three families would watch over Ji Lizheng and cry.

Tieliang's second aunt, Mrs. Qiu, cried the loudest. Her husband died, and she married Tieliang's second uncle whose wife had died. After she got married, she had three step-sons.

Two of them got married and moved out, leaving the youngest one alone at home.

At first, she tried her best to get Tiegeda to join the patrol team...

Ji Lizheng's hands, holding the bowl of rice, were shaking a little. He didn't want the three boys to die. He would be sad if they died.

He put down his bowl and squatted on the ground with a helpless look on his face.

The village head’s wife couldn’t stand it anymore: He cries every time he eats, he cries every time he eats, how can he survive?

You forced my old man to death, and I will never let you go.

The village head's wife put the rice bowl on the ground.

He stood up and shouted, "You wanted good farmland in the first place. If the person died, you got five acres. If the person was alive, you got three acres. You didn't lose anything. Now that the person is gone, you got what you wanted. Why are you making trouble again?"

The words of the headman's wife touched the woman's heart, and she became angry all of a sudden.

"What, what did you say? My son died, but I can't cry. If your son died, I don't know how you would cry..." The woman sat on the ground crying.

Someone came to persuade her, but she pushed the person away angrily.

"My son died protecting the villagers. Without my son, you can eat here peacefully. You who are still alive need to give me an explanation!"

Hearing her crying and shouting, no one in the village said a word.

The patrol team did protect everyone, but the village head didn't make them work in vain.

In this kind of situation, such words cannot be said.

Mrs. Qiu shouted at the two families whose sons had died: "You are just cowards. Your sons are dead, and you are still hiding..."

The other two families had cried so much that they had no more tears left. They hung their heads weakly and said nothing.

Kiritsugu stood up and said:

"When I joined the patrol team, I told you that your life would be in danger.

Twelve men all pressed their fingerprints, and were willing to go. If they died, their family would get five acres of good farmland, and if they lived, they would get one acre of good farmland..."

As he spoke, Ji Lizheng took out a piece of crumpled straw paper.

There were twelve names written on it, and below it were their handprints pressed with chicken blood.

The woman didn't expect the head of the village to have such a skill and was stunned for a moment.

Fu Jichang was somewhat moved when he saw Ji Lizheng, who had dishevelled hair, sunken eyes and a haggard face.

The village head of the Great Northern Dynasty had no official position and was unknown, but he was willing to take on the responsibility.

But human hearts are unpredictable. The village head performed his duties conscientiously, but did not receive the understanding and support of the villagers, which is very disheartening.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Ji Xiaobei stand up.

She walked up to Second Aunt Tieliang and lifted her up...

The people in the village were shocked!

The woman's feet left the ground, her face turned pale with fear, and she screamed:

"You, what are you doing?"

“He couldn’t stand you bullying Ji Lizheng, so he organized everyone to evacuate the village.

Some of you cried and refused to leave, but Ji Lizheng carried you out.

Otherwise, all the people in Jijiawan will die. I really should let you go to the village to see how miserable the people who died in the village are.

The patrol team helped the villagers deal with the aftermath and resisted the bandits. Three people died and one was injured. It was heartbreaking.

After driving away the bandits, the patrol team went to the village to deal with the bodies and help the government with the disinfection. They have been busy all day and are exhausted. Are you doing them justice by quarreling here after having eaten and drunken your fill?

All the villagers who protected Jijiawan, we should never forget them! They are the benefactors of Jijiawan! "

Ji Xiaobei made an impassioned speech, and the anger in his heart subsided.

The scene was completely silent, with only the sound of Ji Lizheng crying.

Ji Xiaobei finally spoke out his true feelings...

He felt so comfortable in his heart that he just wanted to cry for a while...

The village head's wife was crying and wiping her husband's tears.

"Xiaobei is right. We adults are not as sensible as Xiaobei. If we can survive, we should live well. If we die, we will not forget them. When we have money, we will build a monument for them..."

Song Laohei stood up and said.

"We have money now, so we must erect a monument."

Ji Xiaobei's words had just fallen.

Hundreds of eyes were directed at her.

Ji Li was trembling as he supported his wife's arm and stood up:

"Bei, don't get excited. We don't have any money right now. Just remember them first. We can talk about erecting a monument later..."

"Mr. Village Head, when I went to Anzhou Prefecture, I really met a great man - Jiaojiao!" said Ji Xiaobei.

"Ah! Jiaojiao, the great benefactor, which deity are you?"

"No, I just know Marshal Tianpeng, the fairy Chang'e, and the God of Land..."

"Don't talk nonsense, don't make a fuss, just listen to what Xiaobei has to say..."

People spoke in low voices, and calm was restored for a while.

Being stared at with expectant eyes by everyone, Ji Xiaobei felt as if holes were being stared at.

At that time, when she was teaching kindergarten children, she was also stared at like this.

She simply stood on the cliff, cleared her throat and said, "I went to Anzhou and met a kind-hearted person named Jiaojiao... She felt that our Jijiawan was a place of beautiful scenery and simple folk customs, and that our lives were not easy, so she donated 200 taels of silver to our village..."

"What!……"

"My mother!"

……

There were several loud thumps, and someone sat down on the ground in shock...