Chapter 168

"OK," the doctor didn't dare to delay. He went directly to the child. After a few steps, the child suddenly turned around, knelt on the snow and kowtowed several heads to the porridge shed.

There are good things in people's hearts, and people's hearts are flesh long. No matter who they are, they are all the same. The truth of human beings is that all human beings are basically good. There is always some light in everyone's heart, and this beam of light is the only trace in the darkness.

All the people in the Duke of Wei are busy. In the kitchen, the cooks don't dare to stop. The porridge comes out one pot after another and cooks one pot after another. Even so, they dare not rest because the line is too long. If it is not today, they would not know that there are so many people who can't eat on this snowy day 。

There are always people outside the congee shed. It is until midnight that the talent is gradually less and less. However, the snow is still falling and still has not stopped. The snow falls from time to time. It is not only cold but also dead.

And this snow, also do not know how many people's lives were buried.

Shen Qingci shrinks in the soft quilt. She hugs the quilt tightly. In fact, she is afraid that there will be punishment. She has been waiting, but she is so confused that she falls asleep. Until she opens her eyes again, she finds that there is nothing wrong with her. It is because there are too many people, so she can save together and torture her life Better die?

"Sister, have you got up yet?"

Outside, mother he came in with a basin of water. She thought that Shen Qingci should get up. No matter how late she sleeps at night, she always wakes up at this time, neither late nor early. This is the habit that her elder sister has developed over the years.

"Get up," Shen Qingci sat up, as if there was no special discomfort. If there was a punishment from heaven, she would feel ahead of time. Maybe it was because there were too many people. Maybe it was because there were too many people. If she wanted to be punished, she saw that her life would end here.

Mother he quickly came over and took a cotton towel to help Shen Qingci clean her hands and face. This is just taking the clothes that she had just roasted for Shen Qingci to wear.

"Sister, it's snowy today, so don't you go out, OK?"

"No," Shen Qingci shook his head obstinately. "Ah Ning wants to go out and be with her sister."

Mother he said that Shen Qingci could not help, so she could only add a piece of clothes to her and let her go out to serve porridge with the big girl.

As soon as the gate of the mansion was opened, there was a long line outside. There was no quarrel, and no one was crowded. Da Ai was very conscious of lining up, because they knew that no matter how long they lined up and how long they waited, it would always be their turn. Even if it was in the middle of the night, there was their share.

As long as they have this meal, they can live. If they have another meal tomorrow, they can live another day. Maybe they will live through the winter.

And when it comes to spring next year, they won't die.

The porridge prepared by the Duke of Wei is made of solid white rice. There are some dried vegetables, some salt, and some minced meat foam. Although it is not much, it tastes delicious. The steamed bread is also steamed, which is almost the size of a child's face. This bowl of porridge and a steamed bread can actually last a family for a day It's time.

Shen Qingci can't do much by herself, which is the only thing she can do. In addition to what they eat and give to several families, there is still a lot of food left in the house, which can be continued until the ice melts, until the snow melts, and even can last for some time.

She just hopes that she can last one more day, and if she can hold on for one more day, these victims may have the hope of surviving.

The government doctor also came with his medicine box on his back, followed by several people who also carried the medicine box. They were all doctors. At this time, Shen Qingci, a little girl, could do this. Could they not be as big as an eight year old child?

So the government doctor went to the doctors he knew and talked about it with them. Naturally, these doctors agreed.

The Duke of Wei provided food for the victims, and he took other doctors to treat the victims. Although the snow was still falling, the capital was not as hard as it was, and it was no longer so lonely. Everyone had the hope to live, and it was also more smiling.

Because the people in the Duke of Wei said that they would give porridge all the time. As long as they came, they would have it every day.

If you have food, you can live. If you eat something, you will have a hope.

And now it's not just the Duke of Wei. Even Prince Jun's mansion has a congee shed. Princess Jun and the three princesses have come voluntarily. It is not enough to rely on the Duke of Wei. The victims can only get a meal if they wait for a day.

Jun Wang's residence began to give porridge. Naturally, other families also learned from each other. They set up a congee shed at the gate of the mansion. No matter whether the food used is new or old, it will be the food of the common people.When the emperor heard this, he also pressed his hands on the table. "You can't say it very well. Now say it. Tell me quickly. I'll let you think about it. How to solve the heavy snow in Beijing, you will give me three obstacles."

"Now, one is eight years old, the other is 13 years old. Two children support the whole people in Beijing, and their father is still guarding your border, killing Chen and killing enemies for you. Even the family can't return."

"You have the face to eat the grand event of peace which my generals and soldiers bought with blood and meat. However, every day here, you can only say good words and let the people in Beijing freeze to death at the gate of your mansion."

"Emperor, there is no surplus food in our mansion."

A minister knelt down on the ground in a hurry. In this cold day, the life of every government is tense. Even the grain shops in Beijing are closed. They are afraid that they can't eat enough. How can they open the door to sell?

How can we have the Duke of Wei and the mansion of Prince Jun. The emperor clapped the armrest of the Dragon chair.

"Prince Jun, tell me where the grain in your house comes from, is it not from the sky?"

Of course not. Prince Jun came forward and saluted the emperor.

"Your Majesty, my family has changed three meals a day to one meal a day. All of them are food saved for the victims. If we eat less of them, we may be able to save several lives."

"Two children can do it. As a gentleman and a man, how can I ignore people's lives?"

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