About a mile away from the town in the distance, rows of thatched shacks stood in their field of vision. Outside, there were simple fences built with wood, thatch or bamboo.

In a small shed at the gate, a clerk was sitting on the table, rubbing his hands and feet and rubbing his face. A messenger led Zhou Hong and the others to the shed, and the clerk picked up his pen.

They asked which county and township Zhou Hong was from, and after registering one by one, he gave them a sign and called someone over to lure Zhou Hong and others over.

"You are a family of five, including old people and children. You can live here. This location is good and you will not be exposed to wind!" said the official.

"Thank you, my superior! Thank you, my superior!"

"I'm not a high-ranking official. I'm a local. I was called in to help at the last minute!" The official smiled and said, "When you hear the sound of the bell, it's time to put the porridge on the table. You take the food you gave me earlier."

Your sign, and bring a porridge bowl or something to get the porridge."

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Hong agreed without hesitation. He didn't feel hungry even if he didn't say it before. When he said this, his stomach suddenly started growling.

"They have boiled hot water over there. Go and fill it yourself!" The officer pointed to the middle of the rows of shacks. There was a large pot hanging above a big fire. The water was steaming: "You look like this.

It's better to wipe it with hot water quickly, otherwise you will get sick if you catch a cold!"

Zhou Hongxian helped his mother into the shack. There was nothing else inside, just a thick layer of thatch. But for them, what could be better than having a place to shelter from the wind and rain?

After helping my mother to sit on the grass nest, Zhou Hong's wife used the only copper basin she brought with her to scoop out a basin of hot water. Zhou Hong didn't take what the officer just said seriously.

She took it seriously and repeatedly urged Zhong Zhouhong to quickly wash his body with hot water.

"Wipe them all, wipe them all!" They were running all the way, and it was only then that they all felt the coldness on their bodies.

It was daybreak, and although the bells had not yet rang, the aroma of corn porridge could already be felt in the nose.

The mother-in-law held the copper basin, took the wooden sign, and followed the scent to find it.

Zhou Hong sat at the door of the shack and kept rubbing his calves.

The eldest son sat down next to him and imitated his example, rubbing his calves. The younger son, on the other hand, was full of energy and was running around.

Not long after the bell rang, the mother-in-law came back. What surprised Zhou Hong was that the mother-in-law brought half a basin of corn porridge and a pickle dumpling in her hand.

"So much? Doing this?" Zhou Hong couldn't believe that this was porridge for charity.

"It's the porridge shed set up by the government here!" The mother-in-law also smiled happily. In the past, when life was better at home, she would have eaten porridge like this. Now that she is in trouble, she can still eat it.

It's really good here.

The family had been running around all night, and they were really hungry now. They sat together, took out wooden bowls and wooden spoons, and started eating. However, Zhou Hong's mother-in-law took out a small pottery jar and unsealed it.

, a scent overflowed.

"Why do you still bring this?" Zhou Hong asked with some dissatisfaction: "How heavy it is!"

"I'm afraid I won't have anything to eat, so I can carry it with me. We can be hungry, but the children can't be hungry!" The mother-in-law said a little aggrieved.

The two boys were smiling happily, stretched out their wooden spoons, scooped out a spoonful of fish sauce and put it on the porridge. This was also a meat dish!

"It smells so good! What makes food so delicious?" A voice suddenly came from outside.

Zhou Hong turned around in shock and saw a man named Guan'er walking towards this side surrounded by a group of people. The one who spoke was the one walking at the head.

The official looked around as he walked, as if looking for the source of the fragrance.

Zhou Hong suddenly became nervous.

I'm afraid this official is not small.

Looking behind him, there were two burly men carrying swords and bows.

The official stopped in front of Zhou Hong, but looked past Zhou Hong and looked inside.

"What dish is so fragrant?" Guan'er is young and speaks very kindly. Or is he the county magistrate of this county?

Zhou Hong quickly swallowed half the mouthful of porridge in his mouth, bowed and said, "If I go back to Shangguan, it's the fish sauce made by my mother-in-law."

"Can you let me have a taste?" the young official asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes!" Zhou Hong nodded repeatedly, turned around, and took out the small clay pot from the shack. The three-year-old baby was about to scoop another spoonful, but when he stretched out his hand, the fish sauce was gone.

He was about to cry as soon as he grinned. The mother-in-law had quick eyes and quick hands and covered the child's mouth.

The young official wanted to reach out and take it, but a man carrying a knife stepped forward to take it. He stretched out his hand and wiped the mouth of the jar, then stuffed it into his mouth, which made Zhou Hong look at him for a moment.

Why are you so unruly? You even steal food from your boss?

The young official glared at the man carrying the knife, stretched out his hand to take the jar, and said: "Why are you so careful? Who knew I was here? Who knew I was good at this? Bring it.

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Chapter completed!