"Have you seen where he went?"

He Jiuniang asked, the officers and soldiers guarding the city said they entered the city two days ago, but this man said he had only seen him yesterday, which means that he Still in the city.

As long as we are still in the city, it will be much easier.

“It seems that they are going to those alleys in the west. There are refugees from outside living there. They had little money after paying the entrance fee, so they were all driven to the west alleys by the government. "

The west of the city is a slum area. There are not many people who can get here and still have three taels of silver to pay for entering the city. If they are willing to go out of the city, let them go. If they don't want to go out of the city, they have no money to stay in an inn. They rushed to Xicheng District and left them to fend for themselves.

"Thank you!"

After He Jiuniang got the information, she immediately became happy and headed all the way to the west of the city, hoping to find Lu Guilan's family.

The refugee slums in the west of the city are not that easy to find. There are several alleys. He Jiuniang even ran to three alleys, but she met a lot of refugees. Their situation was not much better than outside, just because In the city, there are government officials to control people, so they don't dare to openly rob people or exchange their children for food like outside.

Mainly because the prefect in this city has some conscience, he called on a few wealthy families to cook a bowl of porridge for the refugees every morning, so that these people who spent three taels of silver to enter the city would not starve to death. .

"Give me back my steamed bun! It was my mother's dowry in exchange for it! Ahhhhh, I'll fight you so hard..."

Just as she was passing by the entrance of an alley, He Jiuniang suddenly heard the voice of a child. He Jiuniang felt a little familiar. She took a few steps forward and saw a group of children fighting in the alley. After grabbing the steamed buns, they stuffed them into their mouths as if they were dying, for fear of being beaten. It was snatched away in a second.

Among them, the most miserable thing was the little boy who was beaten down and lying on the ground crying. He Jiuniang took the troublesome child away and went in to take a look. It was not Huzi, the eldest son of Lu Guilan's family.

Huzi was only over four years old, so he was naturally no match for these older children. At this time, his nose was bleeding, and it was all over his face.

"You, a group of people, bully children like this?"

When He Jiuniang saw this, she immediately became furious. She grabbed everything and even gave people nosebleeds. What's going on? ?

Several older children turned around and ran when they saw someone coming, not caring about the life or death of the tiger on the ground.

"Little aunt! Wuwuwu, is that you, little aunt? Wuwuwu... They took away my steamed buns..."

Xiaohu When Zizi saw He Jiuniang, he thought he was dazzled, but even so, he still struggled to get up and bumped into her arms.

He Jiuniang: ...

Just... the taste is quite strong

But he is still a child anyway, and the chubby little boy in the past has lost his appearance. It was very pitiful, but He Jiuniang still took the child into her arms.

"Don't be afraid, my little aunt is here, no one dares to bully you."

He Jiuniang said, taking out a handkerchief to wipe the child's blood, and then Take out the bamboo tube you carry with you and let him drink some water.

Huzi knew that water was precious nowadays. He just wanted to take a sip to moisten his throat. He took a sip and found that it was sweet. He couldn't help but take another sip before returning it to He Jiuniang.

Seeing that her child was so sensible, He Jiuniang felt even more sorry for him: "It's okay, drink more, my aunt still has some."

Then she took out a hot pot from the space. The steaming meat bun was handed to him: "I just bought it on the road, eat it quickly."

Huzi looked at the fragrant meat bun in his hand and swallowed hard, but still couldn't resist eating it. , I want to take it back to my father and sister to eat.

"You can eat what is given to you. My aunt bought a lot. It is your parents' share, so don't worry!"

Hu Zi couldn't hold it back anymore, Eat the meat buns with big mouthfuls.

The soft and fragrant meat buns are so delicious that Huzi sheds tears.

He said while eating: "Little aunt, please save dad and sister. Dad is injured, and sister is still sick..."

He cried again When he got up, the meat bag in his mouth almost fell out, and the little guy quickly reached out to cover his mouth.

That look really made He Jiuniang dumbfounded.

But she also knew that the child was too excited for the moment and it would be difficult to calm down, so she did not persuade him not to cry, but only let him lead the way.

Lu Guilan’s family name is Zhang, and her husband’s name is Zhang Song. They used to live in the town and sell pork. They lived a good life, so they were able to raise the little tiger to be fat and white.

Now that I have spent all my money to get into the city, and listening to Xiao Huzi’s description, it seems that life is not easy.

The refugee slum is indeed a refugee slum. There are people in the alley, all in the open air. There are many people, the smell is strong, and the flies and mosquitoes are buzzing.

He Jiuniang held her breath and walked inside, and finally found Zhang Song and his two-year-old daughter Xiuya in the innermost corner of the alley.

Both of them fell asleep. The two-year-old Xiuya was nestled in Zhang Song’s arms. The little one was as thin as Huzi.

There was a man next to him who looked like Zhang Song. He was awake, but he was injured and his face was extremely pale.Damn, if you guessed correctly, this is Zhang Song's younger brother Zhang Yong, and he is also holding a sleeping little boy in his arms.

"Brother-in-law, my aunt is here, we are saved!"

The little tiger who just ate the meat buns felt full of strength. Her roar made everyone around her wake up. They opened their eyes and looked at He Jiu Niang, but saw that she was just a girl and couldn't do anything, so they changed positions and continued to sleep.

Well, I won’t be hungry when I fall asleep. Someone will give out porridge again early tomorrow morning.

He Jiuniang looked at Zhang Yong, called Zhang's uncle, and then gave him the water that Xiao Huzi drank just now, while she went to see Zhang Song and Xiuya who were unconscious.

Upon inspection, it was discovered that both of them had high fevers and their bodies were extremely hot.

"Little aunt, please save my father and sister..."

As Xiao Huzi was about to cry again, He Jiuniang felt her head grow heavy and hurriedly interrupted him: "Didn't you say that your mother and aunt went to collect night incense for someone? Go and find the person first, and then send the person to the hospital together."

"Hmm, I'll do it right now. Go!"

The little tiger ran away, and He Jiuniang took out the antipyretic medicine from her bag and fed it to the father and daughter.

Zhang Yong watched her feeding the medicine with wide eyes and asked carefully: "This is..."

"The medicine I got by chance is very effective. Listen to Xiaohu I said you are also injured, so take one pill too."

As he said that, he poured out a pill for Zhang Yong. This medicine has a good effect in reducing fever and inflammation, and is suitable for Zhang Yong to take.

Zhang Yong did not hesitate and ate as soon as he had eaten. In fact, he also had a fever, but the condition was not as serious as that of his elder brother. Moreover, they had two children here. If he also fell asleep, the two children would be It's dangerous.

“Thank you.”

Zhang Yong took the medicine and woke up his son to feed him water. The little boy held the bamboo tube and drank non-stop.

“Daddy, I’m so hungry.”

The little guy drank the sugar water and felt a little stronger, but suddenly felt hungry again.

He Jiuniang lowered her voice: "I have food here, but there are too many people nowadays, so I will give it to you when we go out."