On the wedding day, I was broken off, so I remarried his uncle

In the evening, Song Xile specially cooked more porridge, and then shared the extra rice porridge with the two children who came to help her light the fire.

Song Xile handed a large bowl of thick rice porridge to the older children and said, "Take these back and eat them."

The two children smelled the bowl of rice porridge with an enticing aroma and couldn't help swallowing their saliva. They couldn't remember how long it had been since they had eaten such thick porridge made entirely of rice.

The older boy was stunned for a moment.

"Go ahead. Just take it as a thank you for helping me light the fire."

The two children thanked Song Xile with sparkling eyes.

The older children held the bowl of hot rice porridge and walked carefully, afraid of spilling any.

"Brother, this porridge smells so good! We haven't had such thick rice porridge in a long time." The little girl following behind him sniffed and looked at the porridge in her brother's hand with full heart and eyes.

The boy turned around to look at his eager sister, smiled and said: "Don't worry, sister, let's go to mom's now and we'll be able to eat soon." After saying that, he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

As soon as they entered the main room, they called out loudly, "Mom, mom, what do you think this is?"

The woman looked at the big bowl of rice porridge in her son's hand, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, "Where did this rice porridge come from?"

"It was given to us by the lady just now! She thanked us for helping to light the fire, and then she shared it among us!"

In order to save food, my family only dares to grab a handful of grain and mix it with wild vegetables to make porridge to eat, so as to get through this season. Even the porridge mixed with wild vegetables can only make one half full.

As a mother, you naturally feel sorry for your children.

The woman suddenly realized, looked at the two children with expectant eyes, and gently stroked their heads, "Mom is not hungry, you guys eat quickly.

When the children saw that their mother didn't want to eat, they held the bowls and asked everyone in the family before they gave up.

Song Xile looked at the backs of the two children as they left happily, feeling mixed emotions.

She knew that all she did could not fundamentally change their fate, but she was still willing to provide them with a little help within her ability.

She knew very well that in order for these people to really survive, they would need support and help from local authorities.

Having never heard of the character of the Nanyang County magistrate, she could still deceive herself in her heart that the county government would do something, but after hearing about what the magistrate had done, she could not help but sigh.

After this drought, many people in Nanyang County will lose their land and sell themselves into slavery.

She felt that she was not a person with excessive compassion, but as someone who grew up under the red flag, she still felt very sad when she saw such a scene.

Chen Yunyou stood beside her and felt his wife's depressed mood.

He gently held her hand and gave her some comfort: "Don't worry, the city is not far from here, the prefect will not let it go."

Song Xile nodded, and nothing happened that night. The next day, the group rested early and set off.

Before leaving, Chen Yunyou found Village Chief Yang, paid for yesterday's accommodation, and handed him a small cloth bag.

"Village Chief Yang, here are some medicinal seeds we brought from home. You can distribute some to the villagers and let everyone try to grow them. This thing has a short growth period. After planting it for two or three months, you can pick it and take it to the medicine shop to exchange for money."

"I know that it is difficult for everyone to use water now, and it is unrealistic to plant more. Just plant some in the yard at home, and use the water you use for washing to irrigate the land. Maybe you can earn some money and get through this most difficult time."

Village chief Yang had never expected that the other party was just a passer-by who stayed overnight, but could give them such help. His hand holding the cloth bag trembled involuntarily.

"This...how can I feel so embarrassed?" Village Chief Yang choked up, feeling very embarrassed.

"Don't worry, village chief. If this seed can really play its role, then it is a good use of it. Don't refuse it."

After saying that, he waved to the village chief, climbed onto the donkey cart, and the group left Yangjia Village and continued on their way.

Village Chief Yang led his son and followed the donkey cart. After watching the people go away, he said to his son beside him: "Go and call everyone to come to the house for a meeting."

Yang Dalang knew that his father wanted to talk to the villagers about growing herbs, so he said reluctantly, "Dad, since this thing can make money, why don't we grow it ourselves."

Village Chief Yang slapped his son in displeasure, "Foolish! What a time it is now, and you still want to monopolize things?"

"You didn't take the young master's advice to heart at all. Not to mention whether we have enough water to grow this thing, even if it grows, can you keep it?"

"Now is the time for everyone to stick together for warmth. Don't make a fool of yourself at this time."

Yang Dalang was suddenly enlightened by his father's scolding. He touched his arm that was hurt by the beating, smiled and flattered: "Dad is really amazing. He weighed the pros and cons in such a short time. I know I was wrong. I will call someone to come home to talk about it."

After Song Xile left the village, she no longer thought about what was happening here. There was not much she could do at the moment, so she could only do her bit to help.

Near noon, the group arrived outside Nanyang County and stopped at a fork in the road outside the city.

Qiao Er suggested: "Mr. Chen, we can take this side road and bypass Nanyang County, and we don't have to go into the city. We have carts and donkeys, so we can save the city entrance fee."

Chen Yunyou couldn't help but ask, "How much is the entrance fee to Nanyang County?"

"Anyway, it's more than our county. The entrance fee is three cents per person, and the carriage is five cents. This way we can save thirty cents."

After hearing this, Song Xile couldn't help but be shocked. The magistrate of Nanyang County was so greedy that he set such a high entrance fee.

However, even if they were going to travel, Song Xile didn't want to bother with such a small amount of money. She nodded to Yunyou, and Chen Yunyou understood, "Thank you, Second Brother Qiao, for telling me, but this path is bumpy and not conducive to traveling. Let's take the main road."

Qiao Er hesitated and seemed to want to persuade him further, but was stopped by Qiao Da, who signaled to his brother with his eyes not to say anything more and just to be careful after they entered the city.

Song Xile, who was sitting in the donkey cart, naturally saw the quarrel between the two brothers. Only then did she notice that the brothers Qiao Da and Qiao Er seemed to be a little different today than they were yesterday.

Their skin looked more sallow than usual, as if they had been deliberately painted with something, and their eyebrows were also drawn more boldly.

Especially the scar from Qiao Da's brow to the corner of his eye, which was cleverly hidden, and his fierce aura was immediately concealed.

His aura subsided and his presence became much smaller. If he hadn't taken the initiative to come forward and talk to her just now, she wouldn't have noticed this.

It was obviously intentional, but why? Song Xile couldn't help wondering.