Crossing the famine, I am a poor fish, and my descendants have to work hard

Zhao Yuanlan returned when they finished building the villa.

The journey could have been faster, but the road was badly damaged, which delayed the trip.

Zhao Yuanzhen first asked Zhao Yuanlan to send people to take over the 13 ships and liberate Lan Ying.

Zhao Yuanlan looked at the 13 large ships and was a little confused. So they collected 13 ships?

He counted the things on the ship, sealed them all and put them into storage together with the things that had been confiscated previously.

The ship didn't know what to do, so it could only submit a memorial to His Majesty for instructions and report in detail the robbers' gains.

At the same time, I also applied to go back later to help with post-disaster reconstruction here.

He left 1000 people to guard the ships and the confiscated items, and the rest of the staff were all involved in post-disaster reconstruction.

With the addition of Zhao Yuanlan, construction went much faster.

Zhang Xinshu is going to various counties to check the post-disaster situation.

Seeing that there were no serious disaster victims in the city, Zhao Yuanzhen followed them.

She has always asked Cai Cai to cook porridge in the space, using diluted spiritual spring water.

The cooked porridge is placed in a static warehouse.

Zhao Yuanzhen took Lan Ying and followed Zhang Xinshu to various counties.

The first places we went to were the counties closest to the seaside, and the severity of the disaster was determined based on the number of reported injured people.

They first went to Yancheng County, which was close to the sea and suffered the most from the disaster.

The data reported every day is increasing.

Zhang Xinshu has distributed a lot of medicine and food, but with little effect.

As soon as the arrangements in the city were almost done, he hurried down to check.

Yancheng is not far from the provincial capital, and it only takes half a day to get there. They arrived in the afternoon.

Not only did Zhang Xinshu bring palace soldiers, but Zhao Yuanzhen also brought a transport team to transport various items.

As soon as she entered the county gate, Zhao Yuanzhen felt that the atmosphere was not right. The disaster situation here was indeed very serious.

All kinds of trees were scattered on the street and the houses collapsed severely.

There are still many people lying on the streets. To be precise, they are seriously ill, but they have not died yet.

Those who were still alive were either standing against the wall, squatting, or sitting, with empty and numb eyes.

As I walked, I found that there were still many people digging the collapsed houses.

The further we walked, the worse the situation in the city became, and there were still many corpses that had not been dealt with.

The further you go in, the more corpses you see.

Zhang Xinshu and Zhao Yuanzhen's expressions became more serious.

This situation is more serious than they thought.

Zhao Yuanzhen found an empty spot and asked the soldiers to clear it first.

Fallen trees, accumulated construction waste, and so on.

After clearing an area as big as a football field, Zhao Yuanzhen directed people to build sheds and set up tents.

After the construction was completed, we started to build the stove and cook porridge.

Maybe it was because the noise here was too loud, people gradually started to come over and watch them cooking porridge with greedy eyes.

This group of people haven't eaten porridge for more than ten days.

When the typhoon came, they were all working outside and had no preparation at all, so many people died directly in the typhoon. A large number of those who survived by chance could not withstand the heavy rain, caught a cold and had a fever, and died directly without medicine.

There are also some people who have managed to survive, but they are all sick, have no medicine or food, and are not far from death.

Now, smelling the aroma of the cooking porridge, my heart begins to stir.

Even if I die, I want to die with a full stomach.

Zhao Yuanzhen looked at this group of people who were slowly, numbly, and greedily approaching them, and she felt something was wrong.

This is a robbery!

She went into the tent and took out her little iron rod.

I walked to the porridge stall and looked left and right.

Finally found a big rock.

This stone is very big, more than 3 meters high and 4 meters wide.

Zhao Yuanzhen first waved the iron rod a few times, and then attracted the attention of the victims.

He walked to the big rock, took the iron pipe, secretly used a talisman paper from a martial arts master, gathered all his internal strength, and hit the big rock with a stick.

The big rock broke into pieces, and dust flew everywhere.

The stones also fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Some small stones were hit hard and rolled everywhere.

This group of disaster victims, who had already become numb, still showed expressions of shock and fear.

This! This is not a human.

One by one, they took a few steps back out of fear.

"Everyone, we are from the prefectural city. The prefect brought us here. We are here to provide disaster relief. We are cooking porridge now. It is not yet cooked. Wait a moment. Once it is cooked, we can share it with you. Everyone should prepare a bowl in advance, line up, and come one by one. As long as you do not cause trouble, everyone will have porridge. If you cause trouble..."

Zhao Yuanzhen pointed at the stone, and it was self-evident.

"Okay, let's start lining up now. There are 10 big pots in total, line up 10 first."

Because there were only ten large pots, after cooking one pot at a time, they would pour it into the big vat and continue cooking. When they felt it was almost done, they would distribute the porridge. Otherwise, something bad would happen if some people got some and some didn't.

Zhao Yuanzhen took the opportunity to secretly pour the porridge cooked by Cai Cai into the big vat.

The water used to cook porridge was diluted spiritual spring water. A total of 40 large pots were cooked. Together with the water that was smuggled in, it was enough to be divided among these people for the time being.

"Everyone line up and start distributing the porridge. Anyone who makes trouble, shouts or grabs other people's porridge will be punished with 30 strokes of the cane and no porridge will be distributed."

He waved his hand, signaling the palace soldiers to guard these people.

Then they started to distribute the porridge.

Each person gets a large spoonful, which can make up a bowl of porridge. The porridge is very thick, so even if you don’t eat enough, you can still feel half full.

Because there were soldiers guarding the place, the people queuing up to share the porridge were relatively well behaved and nothing unexpected happened.

Everyone who got the porridge started eating it anxiously.

Only what you put into your mouth belongs to you. There are soldiers guarding here, so it is safe. If you leave here, you may be robbed.

The victims ate very quickly. After finishing a bowl of porridge, they felt their whole body warm and comfortable.

I also felt stronger.

Those who had lost their strength due to hunger now had strength again and went to look for their relatives and friends to get porridge.

There were many people who held this idea, and in an instant, half of the people in the square were gone.

The remaining half are those who are alone without any worries, or those who are surrounded by relatives and friends at home.

Zhao Yuanzhen roughly counted them.

That's only more than 3000 people, and this county has at least 3 people.

Did other people not receive the message, or what?

"Lan Ying, I'm going to go out and take a look. You stay here and if anyone dares to rob them, just capture them."

"Yes, ma'am."

Zhao Yuanzhen carried a small basket and chose a direction to go and take a look.

After walking for about half an hour, I saw the same group of numb people again.

There is no life, and no will to live. Just lying, sitting, or leaning in a numb state.

She found a teenager in a corner and wanted to ask him what was going on.

"Brother, there's a porridge distribution site up ahead, why don't you go?"

"..."

No reaction, not even a movement of the eyes.

"Are you hurt? I'm a doctor and I can treat you."

"..."

Still no response.

"Where are your family members? I can also provide medical treatment for your family members."

This sentence caused people to react.

He pointed to the house opposite.

"Are your parents there?"

"..."

He didn't speak again.

"Let me feel your pulse."

Seeing that he didn't react, I took his hand and felt his pulse.

I also scanned the boy by the way.

The strange thing is that there is no memory of the typhoon. When the typhoon came, his father went out to work, and his eldest brother and second brother also went out.

The eldest and second sisters-in-law went to work in the fields, and my mother stayed at home playing with my nephew and niece.

He was working as a waiter in a restaurant. When the typhoon came, he was not hit immediately. And because he was thin and hid well, he was not blown away.

Later, although the roof was blown away, he carried a table and stood on the counter, blocking most of the rain and not getting soaked.

I endured this for four or five days, and when the rainstorm was completely over, I didn't care about the knee-deep water on the street and ran madly towards home.

However, when he got home, he found that the house was gone, the walls had collapsed, and even his family members were gone.

He dug around and searched, and finally found the soaked and swollen body of his nephew in a stuck place.

My nephew must have been drowned.

He carefully placed his nephew's body in a high place, and went around looking for his mother and father.

However, after searching for a long time, no one else was found.

He didn't believe it and just kept looking.

From the time of the flood until the water receded, no one else was found.

He dug numbly and mechanically.

Finally, his mother was found under the collapsed wall of the yard.

Damn, he was smashed beyond recognition and had been soaked in water for a long time. If you weren’t familiar with him, you would never recognize him.

He stared blankly at his mother's body, felt dizzy, and then fainted.

When I woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

He had been conducting a high-intensity salvage operation without eating or drinking, and his mind was extremely tense. Now that he had found his mother, he was overwhelmed with grief, his blood boiling, and he passed out.

When I woke up, I was still here, with no one caring.

That’s right, every family is like this, who can control who?

He suppressed his grief and anger. He couldn't give up until he found his father, brother, sister-in-law, and niece.

He supported his exhausted body and searched around the house for something to eat.

Finally, a piece of bacon that had been soaked by rain was found on the remaining beam.

He carefully packed it up, put it in his arms, covered it with his clothes, and continued looking for food.

All the food is gone, even the bags that contained the food are gone. I guess they were washed away by the flood.

Because of the fallen beam, the water tank was firmly covered and the water in the tank was not contaminated.

He carefully found something, scooped up some water and drank it.

Finally, he regained some strength and continued searching.

Looking for food, and also looking for my niece, father, sister-in-law, and brother.