At the beginning, I saved a little mute

Xiuxiu tightly grasped her small cloth bag, her little hands tugging at the corners of her clothes, her eyes full of fear.

She was from Zhaojia Village. After Du Ren came, the village was gone and all the people in the village died.

Only she was not discovered because she fainted under several corpses.

Later, the officers and soldiers arrived.

She woke up and heard a young voice shouting, "There's someone alive here."

Looking up, I saw a face that looked too young.

He looks like the big brother next door, but judging from the people following him and the fact that he is dressed differently from ordinary soldiers, he is not an ordinary soldier.

More like their superior.

Xiuxiu was dragged out and sent to a military doctor. When she had almost recovered, she was told to leave for Fufeng County.

Fufeng County was very unfamiliar to a nine-year-old girl.

What's more, Xiuxiu had never left Zhaojia Village and was arranged by the young officer to join the refugee group.

The little girl had only a cloth bag in her hand, which contained some food given by the young officer.

Xiuxiu doesn't know what the future will be like.

But she remembered the young commander's words clearly, "Go to Fufeng County and you will survive."

She also remembered clearly that before her mother protected her under her body, she stared at her and told her, "Xiu Xiu, you have to live."

So, no matter how tired or difficult the journey was, Xiuxiu never complained or shed a tear.

Fufeng County is even bigger than Xiuxiu had imagined.

What a wide street, even neater than the main road in their village. Although the bluestone slabs were a bit worn, they were still cleaned up.

It is said that they were among the first batch of refugees to arrive and were recruited by the government to do work.

Xiuxiu saw the people who were cleaning. Most of them were old, with no young people or middle-aged people.

"Old Li, how long will it take you to finish sweeping?"

Another old man with a broom came over and started chatting with people on the street.

"Not much left, only a quarter of an hour. Wait for me. I'll go to Maixiangfang and buy some tofu to cook."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

The old man leaned the broom against the wall, and Xiuxiu realized that one of his arms was empty.

"How long can you work with one hand?" the old man in front asked casually while sweeping the floor.

"I can do it for a long time. As long as this job lasts, I can keep doing it. Old Li, even though I'm disabled, I'm much more skillful than you at work."

"Forget it. It's because the government saw that you were disabled that they only gave you less than half a street, and you can only get one full meal a day like us."

Hearing this, Xiuxiu's heart began to pound and she licked her lips subconsciously.

A disabled old man can get work to do and a full meal.

If it were her, she could do better.

She has been working since she could walk.

The yamen runner who was leading this group of refugees into the county town did not urge them, but just walked slowly.

His name is Zhang Dachun, and he became a yamen runner in Fufeng County just three days ago.

In the past, he never thought that such a good thing would happen to him.

Although Yang Dianshi is the only official in Fufeng County now, there are many things going on in the entire county, so Yang Wenjun has some silver and money in his hands with the secret support of Que Yunsheng.

Only then did we dare to recruit some urgently needed helpers.

The job of a yamen runner only pays two hundred coins a month, but Yang Dianshi said that the salary will increase in the future.

Zhang Dachun was chosen because of his tall and strong stature. Not only did he have something to do, but he could also send money home.

The government provides a full meal.

This group of people is the fourth group he has received.

There were people of all ages, and all had dull eyes.

But Yang Dianshi said that since people have come, they should be given hope.

And today's Fufeng County is their hope.

Let them see how people here live, and slowly they will develop their own will to survive.

Only then can we truly save people.

Zhang Dachun didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from remembering these things.

At this time, Yang Dianshi, who said this, was in front of the screen, talking to someone across the screen.

The person behind the screen is naturally Jiang Zao.

She couldn't complete her plan by herself, so she needed to discuss it with Yang Dianshi.

But what made her feel strange was that no matter how outrageous her suggestions seemed in the eyes of others, Yang Dianshi listened carefully.

Just when she thought she might be rejected, Yang Dianshi would often make the final decision.

Jiang had already discussed it when they walked out the door.

He looked back at the yamen gate thoughtfully.

After returning, he immediately wrote a letter to Que Yunsheng.

In the evening, I received a letter from Que Yunsheng, which, as usual, was a description of what he had done recently.

Finally, he said casually, don't worry.

With Que Yunsheng's guarantee.

Jiang Zao felt relieved for some unknown reason.

The next day, she went to the shop.

The refugees in line all looked pale and thin.

"So few people?" Jiang Zao originally thought that there would be about a hundred people, but when he looked in front of him, there were less than ten people, including a thin little girl.

"Yes, miss. Most of the nearby villages were massacred by Du Ren. These are the survivors." Chun Yu looked at them and said calmly.

Although she is still young, she grew up listening to stories about Du Ren, so she is not unfamiliar with it.

Jiang Zao had thought about it in his mind. He had recruited a group of people to do cement experiments a few days ago, and the government also recruited some people to do cleaning work in exchange for food.

It was she who took the initiative to propose cleaning, and she didn't expect Yang Dianshi to agree.

However, Yang Dianshi refused the offer of money and exchanged it for a full meal.

The government simply cannot afford to spend any extra money.

Every penny must be spent wisely.

The remaining young and middle-aged men were recruited to repair the city wall.

The lone man came with such force that the city wall of Fufeng County had been destroyed last time.

If we don't repair it now, when the lone man comes, there will be a bloody storm.

The people queuing up now are those who have been in the city for two days and have not found a job yet. Not only are they pale and thin, but they are also old and young.

After all, even if you are just sweeping the streets, you don’t need so many elderly people.

So when they heard that Maixiangfang was recruiting workers, they came here with their last bit of hope.

Jiang Zao thought about it and asked Mo Bai to register them one by one.

First send it to the peanut base to follow the cement experiment.

"What can these people do?" Chunyu frowned.

"Let them do chores like cooking and cleaning." Chunyu pursed her lips and agreed without saying anything else.

Some time passed like this, with no new refugees arriving.

Jiang Zao finally got good news.

That is, the cement formula experiment was finally successful.

On this day, Jiang Zao gathered everyone to the road outside the county town.

This road was repaired many years ago. Although it is not wide and in poor condition, it is the only road leading to Dingzhou.