"I know this, Mr. Shen, but I have never seen his son. Should I go and find out for the eldest lady?"

Jia Erlang scratched his head and began to worry about where to go to find someone for Li Jinshu.

There are not only a lot of living people in the west of the city, but also a lot of dead people. If Shen Da's son is alive, maybe we can still find him, but if he dies, where can we find him?

"There is no need to go to such trouble. Mr. Shen said that his son-in-law will definitely look for his classmate, the eldest son of Cong Gong. We only need to trouble Jia Langjun to take us to Cong's house and we will find out."

It turns out that just now she mentioned Cong Gong’s house because the person she was looking for was at Cong’s house?

Jia Erlang instantly understood Li Jinshu's intention, nodded and said: "So, this road leads to Ye Street. We only need to go through three more streets and alleys to reach the public house, so we will follow it."

Let’s go this way.”

Now that they have penetrated deep into the west of the city, the originally deserted streets have gradually seen people lying down or half-lying here and there.

Because some of them were not residents of the west of the city, they had nowhere to go and had to take shelter under the porches of some homes.

The streets that have been left unswept for a long time are not ordinary messes.

The faces of those people also had a hint of grayness. They were either dead or half-dead, which looked very scary.

Just as Li Jinshu was passing under a courtyard wall, a woman holding a baby suddenly stretched out her hand: "Noble, noble, please save my child, we have not eaten for five days...

"

The red-clothed girl in front of her has kind eyes and low eyebrows, resembling the gods and Buddhas worshiped high in the temple. She is wearing silk and satin, and her clothes are embroidered with gold and silver threads.

A short sword with huge red gems embedded in the scabbard.

Such an honorable young lady shouldn't be stingy about giving her some food, right?

Upon seeing this, Jia Erlang immediately stopped in front of Li Jinshu, blocking the woman's withered right hand that was reaching out to touch the hem of Li Jinshu's skirt.

Looking at the woman, who was around thirty years old, her complexion was dark and gaunt, and her eyes were bulging because her face was too thin, making people unconsciously think of a mummy crawling out of some coffin.

"You woman, don't touch the hem of the eldest girl's clothes with your dirty hands. Do you know which family she is from?"

Li Jinshu was handed over to him personally by Li Hongyuan, the Prince of the Ming Dynasty. If this noble girl suffered any injustice here, how should he explain it to His Highness when he goes back?

Jia Erlang waved his hand at her, took two steps back, and shouted angrily: "Go away, don't even think about getting beaten!"

The woman couldn't listen to Jia Erlang's words at all, and just kept crawling forward.

Even though she was crawling with one hand, she kept holding her child tightly with the other hand. It seemed that this woman still loved her daughter very much.

It's a pity that the child has begun to rot and stink, and must have been dead for a few days.

Pointing behind him with his thumb, Jia Erlang said proudly: "Remember, this is the eldest girl from the fifth family in Desolate City. The materials donated by the eldest girl have been transported to the city. The porridge and rice are almost ready. Remember to go there later.

The porridge shack set up at the Drum Tower is waiting in line to get it!"

The gesture was as if the things were donated by him.

Li Jinshu frowned and looked at Jia Erlang, who was quite impressed at first.

When he was in front of Li Hongyuan just now, he kept pleading with him to save the people of Yishui. Could it be that he was just pretending?

"You woman, this is someone you can't afford to offend. Stop seeking death yourself, do you hear me?"
Chapter completed!