The little boy opened his mouth with a look of pity on his face.
Zhu Xiongying looked down at the little boy expressionlessly,
asked,
"Do you want this bowl? Don't get in the way of the next person."
The little boy took the porridge in Zhu Xiongying's hand and ran away.
Zhu Xiongying secretly remembered the direction in which the little boy ran away.
Wenyang stepped forward,
Please say,
"Your Highness, it would be okay if we were a little more accommodating."
"Hmph! Accommodating?!"
Zhu Xiongying snorted coldly,
"Wait a minute, this one wants two bowls from me, that one wants three bowls from me,
Do I still have to worry about distinguishing between true and false? !
You can serve as much as you want, what should the other people who get a bowl think? !
Do we still want to distribute this porridge? !
Wait, you can cook a few more pots of porridge and divide it into a few more rows.
One bowl per person, drink it before serving it,
Even if you queue up again, you can still have your second bowl within half an hour.
Just do as I say! "
Wen Yangdao was trained by Zhu Xiongying and praised him repeatedly.
Zhu Xiongying handed the big ladle to the gang leader and turned to leave.
Zhu Xiongying’s words were heard by all the victims.
However, those victims who were thinking of playing tricks gave up their minds and stood in the queue in an orderly manner.
If you line up well, you still have a bowl of porridge. The worst thing you can do is wait in line a few more times.
But if you have a wrong idea, looking at His Highness's unaccommodating look in front of you, I'm afraid you won't even be able to drink a bowl of porridge.
Everyone can understand such a simple and easy-to-calculate account.
And Zhu Xiongying has temporarily stabilized the situation here.
Pitiful? Who is not pitiful for every disaster victim now? !
If Zhu Xiongying made the system himself and was vague about it, how could these victims be convinced? !
Zhu Xiongying went to the temporary kitchen where porridge was being cooked at the back, took out another bowl of porridge, and headed in the direction where the little boy left.
"Dad...you can drink porridge. I will queue up to get the porridge later."
The little boy knelt next to an extremely weak man,
Blow the porridge to cool down, scoop up the porridge with the wooden stick you picked up, and feed it to daddy.
Fortunately, the porridge was very thick, otherwise it would have been impossible to scoop it up with a wooden stick.
The little boy's eyes are full of maturity, which looks heartbreaking.
Perhaps a few days ago, he was still a carefree child who could deliberately get into trouble and act like a spoiled child.
But after experiencing all this, the little boy grew up in one day.
The man's eyes were full of apologies, and he said something in his throat,
"Son, drink it."
The little boy shook his head,
"Dad, you drink first."
There was a snap,
A bowl of hot white porridge was placed on the ground.
The little boy raised his head and saw the elder brother who had just been serving porridge looking at him with a smile on his face.
Zhu Xiongying turned around and glanced at the weak man with [Look, Hear, Ask, and Check].
I don’t have any disease, I’m just hungry. In such a disaster area, your immunity will decrease if you’re hungry. Once your immunity decreases, you’ll be even less able to withstand the viruses in the air.
Filling the stomachs of victims is not saving lives, right?
Zhu Xiongying signaled the man to have a good rest with his eyes, and looked at the little boy,
smiled and said,
"Little man, take good care of your father."
then,
He turned and left without saying anything.
The little boy froze on the spot, looking at the bowl of porridge stupidly.
He was still too young to understand why Zhu Xiongying's actions were so contradictory.
but,
He felt that the eldest brother should be a good person.
.........
Lower Yangtze River Xuanzhou Prefecture
"Folks, this place has been washed away! If it rains again, everyone will die!"
"Follow me! Go north! It takes half a day to reach Xuanzhou Mansion!"
"His Royal Highness Shengsun is there now. It is much safer than here!"
"uncle!"
"aunt!"
Yang Shiqi was in the city, grabbing a pair of hands, and was met with pairs of empty eyes.
They couldn't listen to what Yang Shiqi said.
Maybe they are reluctant to leave their homes, maybe they completely distrust the official uniform, or maybe they are still taking chances...
but,
Yang Shiqi really didn't have time to analyze their psychology. He urgently needed to take this group of victims to migrate north.
Yang Shiqi is only one person with one mouth. How can he persuade the victims of this disaster?
It's useless to scare, it's useless to talk,
The place is full of numb victims,
Yang Shiqi cried out sadly there, but the whole world was black and white, and the faint color on Yang Shiqi's body could not assimilate anyone.
This is the first state capital. There are at least twenty state capitals in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River.
Zhu Xiongying gave Yang Shiqi an impossible task.
Yang Shiqi sat down in the puddle dejectedly. He couldn't think of a way to do it.
"The flood water must be discharged to the lower reaches of the Yangtze River and into the sea. Yang Shiqi, if you call one more person, you will save one more life."
His Highness's words rang in Yang Shiqi's mind, and Yang Shiqi seemed to see His Highness' trusting eyes,
Now he doesn't even have time to be depressed, he wants to do it non-stop!
Yang Shiqi had an idea.
He tore his clothes, tore his hair loose, smeared mud on his face in two places, and stood up with trembling hands.
"Lord Dragon, please calm down! Lord Dragon, please calm down!"
Yang Shiqi's voice was sharp and full of fear, and a pair of numb and empty eyes looked over.
"Lord Dragon, calm down!"
Yang Shiqi looked at these empty eyes in horror.
The voice trembled and said,
“Why did we suffer from this flood?!
We have offended God! God ordered the Dragon King to bring disaster! We are guilty! "
An old woman walked over tremblingly, the numbness in her eyes gone.
echoed,
“Uuuuuuuuuah, we are guilty!
We can only give enough lives to God! Only God can appease his anger! "
Yang Shiqi didn't notice the piece of white cloth tied on the old woman's arm, but after hearing the old woman's words, he felt happy,
The old woman's words were obviously more magical and attractive than Yang Shiqi's.
She looked at everyone with frightened eyes,
“This disaster will not be over until we are all dead!
In the next life, we will be able to enjoy happiness in the next life! "
The victims standing around looked pious and had a touch of joy.
This life has been hard enough, let’s live a good life again in the next life.
Seeing that everyone was about to be destroyed, Yang Shiqi felt anxious. This was not the effect he wanted!
"No! No!"
Yang Shiqi screamed,
The old woman looked at Yang Shiqi. Yang Shiqi felt that he was not crazy enough, so he yelled that something was wrong, and then rushed into the water head by head.
The old woman looked at it with admiration.
Yang Shiqi choked on his nose and suppressed his cough.
screamed,
“Where is the next life!!!
People who were soaked to death!
You can’t even reincarnate!
Wuwuwuwu, we have to suffer for the rest of our lives! "
Yang Shiqi's crazy performance made his words seem more convincing.
The old woman slowly widened her eyes, full of fear.
Looking at Yang Shiqi,
Lost his voice,
"Also, there is still such a thing?!"
