Author: Da Muxian

Yu Lang's cooking method made Su Qingyuan feel sour. Yu Lang made the chili noodles himself, and he knew that he liked spicy food.

She could feel how attentive he was.

But what he didn't know was that there were a lot of chili peppers in her mall. She couldn't eat them not because the noodles didn't taste good, but because it was really heartbreaking to see such a scene.

Su Qingyuan hurried on after eating and arrived two hours early. Because she had been notified in advance, the disaster relief officials came to receive her.

Su Qingyuan met her old friend Wen Chen.

Unexpectedly, Qiyu sent Wen Chen over.

But if you think about it carefully, this Wen Chen has a pure heart and is upright, and he will definitely not allow corrupt people to be around.

"Mr. Wen, oh no, it should be Mr. Wen now."

Wen Chen cupped his fists and smiled, "To Miss Su, I have always been Wen Chen. At most, I am just Mr. Wen."

"Miss Su, it's been a long journey. I've already arranged food and accommodation. Let's rest first."

Su Qingyuan didn't want to eat or rest, but she could wash up. She had been on the road recently and didn't even take a proper shower.

After Su Qingyuan had changed her clothes and washed up, she frowned when she saw the sumptuous meal on the table.

Wen Chen still had the same clothes as before, and even his shoes were covered in mud. It seemed that he had been busy recently.

"Mr. Wen, what's going on now?" Su Qingyuan asked as she sat down.

Wen Chen's brows and eyes were filled with tiredness, "I have been here for more than ten days, but. Although the rain is much lighter, the flood is still uncontrollable, and the people are displaced. It seems real."

Along the way, Su Qingyuan has already felt the pain caused by this disaster, and the people are living in dire straits.

"What is needed most now?"

Wen Chen gave her food, "The most important things now are medicine and food. I brought a batch of food when I came, but there were too many people and there was not enough food. Now we can only distribute it according to each family, and we can only get one."

Bit by bit, barely maintaining life."

"Where's the government granary?"

Wen Chen sighed, "The granary was destroyed by the flood. A lot of grain was washed away by the water. The remaining grain was soaked in water and is now swollen, sour and inedible."

Now the situation is really difficult. Su Qingyuan ate a little bit of food and was no longer in the mood to eat anymore.

At this time, the secret guard sent a letter from Qiyu, which described the disaster situation and the situation in the capital.

Now the only road to the capital has been submerged by floods and turned into a riverbed. It is no longer easy to send food over.

What's more, the treasury is empty and food is in short supply. It is not easy to collect such a large amount of food.

Moreover, the road is impassable now, so Qiyu can only arrange for people to take the waterway. It will take ten days to arrive by water.

According to the current situation, these people will be hungry for ten days. Of course, this is if everything goes according to plan.

Su Qingyuan put down her chopsticks, and Yu Lang quickly followed suit.

"Mr. Wen, let's go to the scene and have a look."

"Ms. Su, please eat more. You only took a few bites."

Wen Chen spoke with concern.

He could see that she had lost a lot of weight, even thinner than before. During this period, he didn't know what she had gone through after leaving the capital and why she was so thin.

But he knows that this is not what he can care about, it is transgression.

"I can't eat anymore. There are so many people outside now who are still struggling for food and clothing. How can I keep eating?"

He knew that her personality was like this, and she would never change her determination easily, so he could only pick up his cloak and follow her.

Upon seeing this, Yu Lang quickly picked up Su Qingyuan's thin cloak and followed him.

Su Qingyuan had not seen disasters before, but the disasters of this era still shocked her.

Their homes were washed away, and many people didn't even have a place to live. They were all wet, and the old people were huddled under trees or walls.

The child was standing on the cement with bare feet, looking at the people passing by with a pair of wet eyes.

That is desire, that is prayer.

Su Qingyuan suddenly remembered that when she was a child, as an orphan, she also stayed on the road like them.

But because she was too young, she didn't remember many things. She just remembered that she only had one shoe and the other foot had blisters.

Before she was picked up by the orphanage, she went through many difficulties, and hunger was just the simplest one.

Su Qingyuan sighed, stopped in front of a child, squatted down, "Child, do you still have family?"

The child, who was about five or six years old, shook his head and said, "They were all washed away by the water."

Maybe he didn't even know the concept of being washed away by water. The hope in his eyes at this time was that someone could give him a bite to eat.

Su Qingyuan glanced at Yu Lang, who nodded, avoided the affected person, and quietly stuffed a cake to him.

"Mr. Wen, how are the victims resettled now?"

"The local officials are focused on causing floods and have not paid attention to these people. I have been here for the past few days and have basically figured out the situation. There are now hundreds or even thousands of victims. It will be difficult to settle them all."

There really wasn't such a big place to accommodate this group of people, Su Qingyuan bit her fingers.

"You go and notify the local officials and come to the post house to discuss the matter." Su Qingyuan handed Wen Chen a jade pendant.
Chapter completed!