Chapter 168 Breaking Down The Temple And Giving Porridge
Chapter 168 Breaking Down The Temple And Giving Porridge
Immediately, Gu Chen turned to look at the woman aside and gave her all the rice he had just bought.
"Here, take it back and feed it to the child!"
The woman was stunned and looked at Gu Chen in disbelief. After hesitating for a while, she gritted her teeth and took the rice from Gu Chen's hand. Then she knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "I thank my benefactor and please give him a name, little one." A woman must remember her benefactor’s kindness throughout her life.”
It is inevitable to feel a little scared when receiving help from others. But she also understood that the young master in front of her was either rich or noble, and that she, a country woman, could not repay her kindness.
But she will definitely remember what the other party did today.
Gu Chen said: "You get up first."
Seeing her benefactor speaking, the woman did not dare to neglect and quickly got up from the ground.
Afterwards, Gu Chen took her out of the grain store.
After walking for a while, Gu Chen looked at her and asked, "Where do you live?"
The woman said: "It's a village south of the county. My benefactor probably doesn't know about it."
Gu Chen asked again: "Isn't there a soup kitchen in the county? Why don't you go to the soup kitchen to get porridge, but insist on buying food in this store?"
He was also surprised by the woman's behavior of selling grain.
No matter how thin the rice porridge made at the soup kitchen is, it still contains a few grains of rice. She can definitely take some rice porridge back to her children.
When she heard about the soup kitchen in the county town, the woman couldn't help but tremble. She hesitated for a few seconds before answering Gu Chen.
"My benefactor, you don't know something. The porridge stations set up in this county don't have any rice porridge at all, just a bowl of water. And... the leader who is on duty is not a good person. Anyone who asks for more will be beaten to death by the policeman. "I came to the city to sell food because I was afraid that something would happen to me. If I can't buy it anymore, I would consider going to a soup kitchen to ask for porridge."
Gu Chen frowned and asked: "Hit people! Why do they beat people?!"
The woman shook her head, "My benefactor, I don't know much about this. I heard that the policeman had a bad temper and always liked to attack poor people like us. Several families in my village died at the hands of that policeman. That’s why I didn’t dare to go there.”
Gu Chen asked no more questions and fell into silence.
It seemed that he needed to go and take a look at this soup kitchen that was used to fight disasters.
How dare a government official to be so presumptuous and treat the laws of Zhou as child's play.
Then he sent a guard to take the woman home.
Although the county seems peaceful, the disaster is not as simple as it seems. As a woman carrying so much food back, she would probably be robbed.
It would be easy for Gu Chen to send someone to send her back, but she would be much safer.
"Sir, are we going there to take a look now?" Liu Yun asked, and the place he was talking about turned out to be the soup kitchen shop where the county town came to fight the disaster again.
Gu Chen narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Of course I want to go, it just allows me to see the real situation in Huzhou now!"
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Outside a dilapidated temple not far from the south of the county seat, more than a dozen government officials were guarding the exit of the dilapidated temple, looking aimlessly at the surrounding situation. In the ruined temple, a middle-aged man was sitting on a chair playing haqie, lazily looking at the group of untouchables in front of him.
Not long after, a large vat of cooked rice porridge was brought out, and a group of ragged men and women lined up.
A yamen servant took a wooden spoon and put it into the jar. The man at the front immediately took out the bowl and looked at the yamen servant with great respect.
Perhaps seeing that the other party was sincere enough, the yamen servant took a small spoonful of rice porridge and put it in the other party's bowl.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."
Seeing the watery rice porridge in the bowl, the man said gratefully.
The officer only glanced at him, then looked at the team behind him and said: "Next one!"
Then, an old woman with shabby clothes and gray hair came over and smiled at the government servant with a flattering look on her face, "Hello, sir."
The yamen servant ignored him and poured the rice porridge into the other person's bowl as he had just done.
Looking at the watery rice porridge in the bowl, the old woman hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "Master, can you make a little more? My old man is not in good health, and I want to give him some to eat."
The yamen servant suddenly didn't frown and looked at the old woman in front of him coldly, "What did you just say? Tell me again!"
The old woman still didn't notice the change in the expression on the government officer's face, and added with a smile: "Master, I want to beat you a little more, and take it back to my boss..."
boom!
Before she could finish speaking, the yamen servant kicked her and threw her to the ground. The bowl of rice porridge spilled on the ground because she didn't hold it properly.
Even after being beaten, the old woman stood up immediately and knelt in front of the government servant, "Sir, my old man really hasn't eaten for a few days and his body can't bear it. Just do it."
Seeing the old woman lying on the ground like a dog, the officer's eyes flashed with disgust, and he kicked her away again, knocking her unconscious.
"I don't understand any rules. If you hit him more, he will hit you more, and what else will the others eat?"
Then he looked at the other people in the long queue and said, "Let me tell you again, each person is only allowed to take one portion, no more and no less. If anyone is like this old woman again, don't blame me. To be polite, do you understand?"
"Ming, I understand."
The refugees below nodded in fear, not daring to have any opinions.
After seeing everyone's performance, the yamen officer directly called the two brothers over, pointed at the old man on the ground, "Throw this old woman out!"
Regarding the scene just now, the man sitting in the chair not only showed no expression, but instead smiled sarcastically.
Because, from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on these untouchables.
Their existence is nothing but a moth in the county, dirty, smelly, and of no value.
If his brother-in-law hadn't entrusted this task to him, he really wouldn't want to deal with these bugs.
With the old woman's lessons learned, the subsequent refugees became more honest, became extra respectful when serving porridge, and politely thanked the yamen who served the porridge.
At this moment, the man sitting on the chair suddenly noticed the father and daughter waiting for porridge at the front of the queue, and his dull eyes suddenly became brighter.
Immediately, he looked up at the father-daughter pair and shouted, "You two, come here."
Hearing the noise, the father and daughter both looked at the man, and the little girl next to them shrank behind the old man in fear.
The old man hesitated for a moment, but finally walked up to the man with his granddaughter, lowered his head and saluted, "Master, do you want us to have something to do?"
The man looked at the old man and then at the little girl next to him, "Is she your granddaughter?"
"yes."
The man couldn't help but smile, "How old are you?"
The old man's face suddenly became solemn, and he seemed to realize that something was wrong, but now that he was on someone else's territory, he did not dare to be too presumptuous, and then he whispered back: "It's fourteen."
"Ha ha."
After hearing the old man's answer, the man's eyes suddenly lit up. When he looked at the girl, he had an undisguised desire and asked her, "Girl, do you want to eat rice and meat?"
Maybe it was because the man looked too fierce, so the girl hid directly behind the old man, not daring to make a sound.
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