My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

Chapter 85 Disaster Relief

Yan Suisui is not a qualified village chief.

 But she must be a qualified god.

Born from heaven and earth, they are responsible for justice in the world, and everyone they punish must have laws to follow.

 She is not a confused god.

 She is illiterate, but some things are engraved in her bones.

Just look at the pile of supplies in her space and you will know that she has the support of the world.

 What a cute little guy, so proud!

At this moment, outside the county wall, there are people crowded with refugees.

Everyone cried bitterly, and everyone cried and angrily cursed the county magistrate for his inaction.

Xiushan Town is actually a small county town, but ordinary people are accustomed to calling it Xiushan Town, so it has always been called that.

 It was also because the people did not recognize the county magistrate.

“Let us go in, please let us go in. It has been snowing for days, and our legs and feet are frozen. Please let us go in.”

“Master, even if you don’t let us enter the city, you can still give us some unwanted tattered clothes to keep warm and save the children.”

A group of ragged refugees, with sad faces on their faces, knelt in the snow and kept kowtowing.

 Hand in his arms was a child who was covered in bruises from the cold, and his lips were horribly purple.

They have suffered from disasters for many years, and when they came out to escape, they did not want to encounter another blizzard.

 Where do you have winter clothes?

There is no chance of even returning to the original ancestral home, and there is no place to stay.

Most people’s feet are bruised, swollen and pus-filled, and even their feet are exposed, and their teeth make a chattering sound.

"Gungungu, don't crowd at the city gate, be careful of your swords having no eyes. The county magistrate has issued an order that all refugees entering the city should be given fifty canes!" A fifty cane in the snow means a dead end.

The government officials were so menacing that they scared the homeless people to retreat.

 Finally, he sat in the snow in despair and helplessness, crying sadly.

"How can this **** county magistrate treat the people as human beings? His term will be up next year and he will be transferred. They are all beasts!" Someone yelled angrily, but there was nothing anyone could do.

 Everyone is in despair.

But I heard a clear young voice say: "My mistress, Miss Suisui, specially asked us to come to provide disaster relief."

"As long as someone can complete a set of boxing skills or learn to skate, we will give away a bowl of hot porridge for free." Yanchuan, wearing a green cotton-padded coat, was strolling among the crowd, as if he already had a young assistant. style.

 “Everyone has a share.”

“All you need is a set of boxing skills or learning to skate. We will provide disaster relief at the city gate every day…”

The people brought by Yanchuan were very diligent, twenty of them protected the food, and thirty of them quickly set up sheds.

The shed was built extremely solidly and was even tightly covered with straw, leaving only one exit for queuing.

In a moment of confusion, three firewood piles were raised, with three large pots on them.

 The boiling heat rises, bringing a silent hope.

 The moment the white rice fell, the crowd burst into excitement.

"It's rice, it's rice, it's grain!" Everyone rushed in like crazy.

Although Yanchuan was young, his aura was intimidating, and the fifty men immediately drew their long swords.

“One meal, or countless meals, I hope you think clearly.” Yan Chuan’s voice was calm, and the crowd was stunned.

The crazy and desperate eyes slightly sobered up, and smelling the fragrance of rice in the air, everyone was reluctant to leave for a long time.

Xu Ziyi placed the prepared ice plate on the ground and pouted at the crowd. "The hot porridge is already boiling in the pot. You can choose to learn skating or boxing. You don't need to learn it in one day, but you need to achieve results. Whoever learns it first will eat it first..." Xu Ziyi was still a little surprised. The little one The village actually has such superb boxing skills.

Later I learned that it turned out that I had rescued a little girl named Fu half a year ago.

The little girl probably had an amazing family background, and in order to repay the Yan family, she taught Yan Hansheng a set of boxing techniques.

This also made Yan Hansheng crippled, and he actually took control of the Wangjiacun **** team.

"Are you telling the truth? You can eat hot porridge if you learn how to do it? You won't lie to others, right? What are you trying to do?" Some of the refugees have already started to learn, and some are wary.

“Do you remember the last time Black Wind Village was destroyed in a village?” Yan Chuan said solemnly.

 The refugee was startled for a moment and then nodded.

This incident spread a lot in the surrounding villages.

“We are from that village, and the village chief was kind-hearted and asked us to come and give porridge to save people. But everyone must do what she said and owe her a favor.”

 Hearing this, the refugees' eyes became much less wary.

“Our village chief’s surname is Yan. If you meet her one day, please don’t bump into her.”

"The refugees are weak, and she also hopes that everyone will be stronger. Learning some boxing skills can protect themselves. My village chief is really a kindhearted person..."

Yanchuan sighed, the refugees had already believed 70% to 80%.

At this moment, he was kneeling in the snow to thank the village chief for his kindness.

 Anyway, who wouldn’t want to have a bowl of porridge on a cold and hungry snowy day?

"The rice in your village is really boilable. We only used half of the rice, but it's so sticky... It seems that we can boil it for three pots in the morning and three pots in the afternoon." Xu Ziyi took a sniff and found that the rice tasted particularly good. fragrant.

It was freezing cold, so I couldn’t help but drink a bowl.

The aroma of rice is rich, and after one sip, your heart will feel hot, and it also has a sweet taste.

 It seems as if there is strength all over the body.

“The rice in your village is really amazing... plant more next year.” Xu Ziyi’s face was full of surprise.

Yanchuan took a sip and his eyes narrowed slightly.

 His rice is different from the rice in the village.

 This is the taste of his rice.

 But today it was clearly taken from the village grain depot.

Remembering that Suisui put her hand in this morning, Yanchuan concealed the huge waves in his heart, pursed his lips tightly, and said with a smile: "It rained in the village this year, so the fragrance of rice became extremely rich."

 The strange things at the city gate have already been reported to the county magistrate by the Yamen servants.

The fat-headed county magistrate waved his hand: "Let them go. If they want to do something good, then do it. Anyway, the credit belongs to me." The county magistrate didn't care at all. The last time Linshui Village was massacred, he had no hope of promotion.

 But if disaster relief is successful, it may be possible to offset the merits and demerits.

They are just a group of unruly people. At worst, their work will be stolen, so what can they do?

“By the way, who did Magistrate Li give the things to last time? Have you found out?” Magistrate Zhu asked with a dark face.

The yamen servant shook his head cautiously, but the furious Magistrate Zhu still smashed his forehead with a tea cup, which was full of blood.

"Idiot! Anyone who can please Li Shenzhi must be of high status! Whether I can be promoted or not depends on you!" The county magistrate yelled angrily.

“If I can curry favor with you, you can also rise to heaven! What are you doing staring at those refugees every day?!”

"It doesn't matter if one dies or the other dies. Find the noble person for me! Find the noble person who can promote me!"

Little did he know that the person he wanted to **** the credit from was the golden thigh he dreamed of!

 (End of this chapter)