"Oh? A good man." When I heard the old woman say this, I couldn't help but look at the yamen servant curiously. He didn't look very outstanding, and he was plump all over, like a corrupt official. He really couldn't tell the difference between a person and his appearance.
"Yes, this brother from the government office has been helping us, unlike those people who look down on others." Those people probably refer to the people who came here to laugh at them.
"This is all arranged by the superiors." The yamen servant waved his hand, a little embarrassed.
"What are you doing, girl?" the Yamen servant asked as he watched the girls and the others busy.
"Give them something to eat. We are as good as steel. If we don't eat even one meal, we will be hungry." I pursed my lips.
"The girl is really as bodhisattva-hearted as they say. Well, I'll also ask a few brothers to come over and help. It's easy to do things when there are so many people!" The fat yamen officer is indeed a big and enthusiastic brother.
"This couldn't be better." I said gratefully.
"Okay, miss, please wait a moment." The yamen servant clasped his hands and nodded at me, then turned around and entered the yamen. He came out after a while, and there were several strong yamen servants beside him. We chatted for a while and then
Arrangements were made. They were responsible for chopping wood and lighting fires, while we girls cooked porridge and stir-fried vegetables. Because of the disaster,
There were a large number of people and a lot of food to eat. It was extremely tiring to cook this meal. I was already sweating profusely after a while. The weather was hot, and the fire was coming from the stove next to me, which made it even more hot.
.I took out a handkerchief from my waist and wiped the sweat from my face. My face was burning. I really miss modern wet wipes!
I walked to a stone alone, sat on it and closed my eyes to meditate. Suddenly I felt a line of sight from behind looking at me. I turned my head. The sun was so hot that I couldn't open my eyes. I squinted my eyes to look for that line of sight. Except for the faces of the faces,
The dead victims are busy
There were only a few pedestrians rushing back and forth among the green girl and the government servants. There were no boring people looking at me. But I clearly felt it just now. After two minutes of observation, I classified the feeling I just had as an illusion.
A category.
When the rice was almost done, I realized a very serious problem - without a bowl, would it be possible to eat it with my hands?
I always feel that I am a lucky little girl. Just when I was extremely anxious because I was helpless, a miracle appeared in front of me. Two young men carried a basket of bowls and chopsticks appeared in front of me.
"Girl, here are the bowls and chopsticks you ordered." The two young people put the bowls on the ground lightly, and then said something that made me confused. When did I order the bowls and chopsticks? I scratched my head and frowned.
I frowned and thought, could someone be helping me secretly? That must be the case. Then who could this person be? Maybe the gaze I felt today was not an illusion, but someone was really observing me secretly and ordering bowls and chopsticks for me.
"I want to ask who asked you to bring the bowls and chopsticks here." I asked the two of them and kept looking around, hoping to see familiar figures. I thought, would you like to help me?
The person must have a close relationship with me, otherwise he wouldn’t mind his own business!
"He is a young man."
"Oh? What does it look like?"
"A very handsome young man, but he seems cold to others. He must be the girl's friend." Cold? The first person that flashed in my mind was Xia Yetang.
This is impossible...
(I will only update a thousand words today, I really don’t have time, eh.)