This night was probably the biggest recipe for rice cooking in Wu’s history.

The white rice was piled up in a bowl, and the white flour steamed buns were made into a large basket.

He also specially cooked a small pot of meat porridge, left half a bowl of it for his grandson Doudou, and took the rest into the woodshed to feed the sick old couple himself.

The wet firewood cooks, and the yard is full of choking smoke. A large group of people ate the rice steamed buns in the smoke to taste the delicious taste of mountains and seas.

The villagers living nearby smelled the smell and heard the movement, and they had to come over to inquire. When they saw the horses in the yard and people with good temperament, they left embarrassedly and didn't dare to go in.

Tianbao and his party didn't feel relieved about this.

Although the people are suffering from disasters, they are not yet truly dead end and cannot do such a thing as robbery and killing for the time being.

When the imperial court's government orders come out, the situation will gradually improve.

At most, someone saw that the He family had food and came to fight for the autumn wind with shame.

But in the hands of the little aunt of the He family, those people couldn't pick up anything.

After dinner, Su Wen and Su Wu stayed at the He family for one night.

Tianbao kept medicine to treat the old couple of He family and took the rest back to the Liu family.

In the middle of Xu, the night is dark.

A waning moon hangs above the sky, and the moonlight sprinkles and falls in the water, refracting dim light.

At the end of September, the night was cool, and everyone sat on the horse's back and rushed through the moonlight. The speed was neither fast nor slow, and the sound of horse hooves was extremely clear in the quiet night.

"Uncle, just hold me up, you won't fall down, relax." Su An smiled at the stiff man behind him while riding a horse.

"I dare not relax, but I dare not relax," Liu Dawei was still stiff and straight, "My uncle has lived for more than 40 years and has never even been on a ox cart, let alone riding a horse. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be able to climb up the horse's back."

On the other horse, the old man was careless, "If you are really scared, the old man teaches you a trick. Don't ride a horse, just climb Xiao Anzi's back and let him carry it! The old man has experience! I was also motion sicker when I was in a carriage. Later, I couldn't bear it, so I thought of a move. I grabbed a boy and sat on the roof of the carriage. I lay on his back, which was both able to blow the air and was steady. Hey! The old man really didn't feel motion sicker on the roof of the carriage!"

The old man's words attracted a lot of laughter and the young people's complaints. I think no matter who they are, they have been caught as a strong man.

Listening to the comfortable laughter beside him and looking at the strange-looking child, Uncle Liu laughed.

The scene of seeing off from that year seemed to have happened yesterday. At that time, Xiao An was still a child less than five years old. Tianbao was just a month old and was still sleeping in his cradle. His little face was not as big as his palm.

Goodbye today, the children have grown up, Xiao An is half a head taller than him, and the baby in the cradle has become the senior sister of the master, and the ones who are following him are completely different from ordinary people.

All have great prospects.

Yuelan and Dajiang seemed to be living a good life in exile, so that their family would be relieved.

When you return to Liujia Village, you can see the light in the yard of someone on the slope in the middle of the village from afar.

When I arrived at the Liu family courtyard, there were people looking forward to it.

The Liu family's eldest uncle and second uncle who had never seen during the day had all been together. After hearing the movement, all the people went out.

There was a dining table in the main room, and there was no heat coming out on the table.

Greetings to each other.

Dinner starts.

The scene is filled with laughter and tears.

I waited for a break, and the moon was already in the middle of the sky.

"Sister, aren't you sleepy?" Tianbao turned his head and faced a pair of ignorant water eyes.

She slept with Xiaomai and Bing'er tonight. The wheat ears were already snoring slightly and were exhausted.

Tianbao rubbed Binger's head, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Sister is not asleep. Are you missing home?" Bing'er squeezed her head to her pillow, and her little mouth is curved. She likes the feeling of whispering to her sister like this.

"Well, I miss homesick." Tianbao admitted.

Looking at the table of food that was cold and unmoved, and the family members who were obviously very hungry, who were still waiting for them to come back to have dinner together, Tianbao suddenly missed his grandparents very much.

I don't know why, I just want to.

Every time I return home from outside, no matter how late I get home, my grandparents and parents will always get up and make a fire to cook a hot meal for them.

The more delicious she ate with her brothers, the more satisfied her grandparents smiled.

For the Su family, the hard days have passed, and now the days are all good days.

However, outside the exile place, in many places, people may not have a stable life in the exile place.

If my grandmother and the others knew that they were still living such a hard life, they would feel guilty and blame themselves.

Tianbao closed his eyes and closed Bing'er's big blinking eyes, "Go to sleep, go to Dahuai Village tomorrow."

"Okay, sister, don't let it go first, don't lose it."

"Yeah, sleep."

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Dahuai Village.

The big banyan tree at the entrance of the village has a wider crown than a decade ago. Its branches are hung with long whiskers, and its leaves are dark green and lush.

This is probably the only thing in Dahuai Village that has not been affected by the flood.

Standing at the entrance of the village, looking inside, there were only a hundred households in the whole village, and they looked devastated at first glance.

Due to the terrain here, not only the rice fields on both sides of the road, but also the roads entering the village were flooded.

Almost no foundation can be seen in all the houses, as if they are growing in the water.

The faint crying sounds gathered from different directions and finally penetrated into the ears of people with good ears.

Su An stood at the entrance of the village and sank the Dantian, roaring a lion, "I've received the grain and received the grain! Come to the entrance of the village, each household has a bag of rice and flour!"

Thanks to more than ten years of practice, after repeated several times, the sound of people flowing from the lifeless village gradually became louder.

Soon, people rushed out of various yards, their ragged clothes and their eyes turned red, and they were unbelievable.

The first person who rushed to the entrance of the village still couldn't believe it when he saw a truck of food bags under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village. He asked the people beside the car in a trembling voice, "Can you really receive the grain? Are you the official sent me? Come, come and send us disaster relief grain?"

There are five carriages under the banyan tree, and two bags on the carriage are piled up like hills.

There were a few young men in their twenties standing next to the car, and several girls in their teens were all beautiful and well-dressed.

It makes people dare not offend easily.

Su An pulled off a bag of rice and flour from the car and put it into the hands of the first person who arrived. His face was clear and gentle voice was, "If you really put food in Dahuai Village, every household will have a share!"

The villagers who came from behind saw with their own eyes that they had indeed received the food. All doubts and fears scattered and were replaced by extreme joy.

After the disaster in the village, everyone struggled desperately while waiting for rescue, and they suffered every day. I wonder if the court would help them, or they didn't care about them at all.

The lives of ordinary people are worthless in the eyes of the powerful.
Chapter completed!