309. Soup porridge

A few bonfires were set up outside the city on the outskirts of Beijing, and rice and water were put into a large pot to cook. After a while, the unique aroma of rice porridge wafted out.

Refugees who were out of nutrition and had traveled long distances dragged their exhausted bodies to wait in line. The white porcelain bowl with a corner missing in their hands became all their belongings.

"so poor......"

Qu Shaoya looked pitiful and felt heavy, "Is the impact of that cold wave really that big?"

"Yes, most of the food planted last winter was frozen to death. At the end of April, most farmers planted soybeans, which are not worth much."

The harvest is very little, and there is no way to satisfy one's hunger.

Cheng Xi whispered, "Lin'an Prefecture is better to the south. It is difficult for the people in the north to have a bite of food."

Compared with the sorrow of Jiang Yuyao and others, Shen Xingqi just sighed. During the few months of the snowstorm, he was used to seeing all kinds of monsters and monsters. Compared with the refugees outside Shenjia Village, these things in front of him can only be regarded as child's play.

"If we want to help these refugees, we have to wait and see what measures the court takes."

Qu Shaoya and others were silent. They also knew that giving porridge was not a long-term solution, and those people who gave porridge... were actually very few who were really willing to think about the people.

Several people finally went out together, but their hearts were extremely heavy.

Cheng Xi looked at the porridge shacks on both sides of the city gate with some emotion, and his eyes fell on one of them and paused for a moment.

"Ya'er, are there people from Wu'anhou Mansion too?"

"Yes, my mother took pity on the refugees' hard work and came here in person with the housekeeper."

Speaking of home, Qu Shaoya became somewhat interested, "Well, that's right there!"

So that luxuriously dressed woman is Mrs. Wu Anhou?

The other party seemed to have seen a few of them, whispered a few words to the housekeeper beside him, and came here with the maid.

"Ya'er?"

"Mother."

Mrs. Wu Anhou is an iconic beauty. She looks very youthful in her thirties, and her facial features are somewhat similar to those of Qu Shaojing's brother and sister.

[In view of the general environment,

Jiang Yuyao and Qin Nan presented her with gifts.

"There is no need for these false etiquette outside. Why are you here? It's noisy here as long as I'm here. Do you know if you can go back quickly?"

"I understand, mother."

After Mrs. Wu Anhou finished teaching her daughter, her eyes paused on Cheng Xi and asked, "Are these your new acquaintances, Mrs. Shen and the second young lady of the Shen family?"

"Yes, mother, these are Sister Cheng and Sister Xingqi."

Cheng Xi pulled Shen Xingqi and leaned over slightly, "Mrs. Wu'anhou."

"It all looks like a sign. My Ya'er has a bit of a naughty temper. Don't be surprised."

"Madam, you are joking. Miss Qu takes good care of us on weekdays."

Mrs. Wu'an Hou nodded, took her daughter and gave some instructions, and soon took the maid back to the soup kitchen to continue their work.

Qu Shaoya was in a better mood. After staying at the city gate for a while, she realized that she shouldn't stay here for a long time, so she returned to the city.

Refugees are unable to enter the capital and now they can only stay outside the city. Although there are a few fewer female students in the main street of the city, there are still many people on weekdays, not to mention enthusiastic students who come to join in the fun.

Cheng Xi said, "Mrs. Wu'anhou is really a bodhisattva-hearted person. She actually came to give porridge in person."

"My mother is kind-hearted and often goes to the temple to burn incense. In the past few days, she has been vegetarian to pray for the people."

"Miss Qu is so lucky."

Qu Shaoya smiled, with a bit of pride on his face.

Cheng Xi looked at her with a smile and suppressed the doubts in his heart.

Why did she feel that Mrs. Wu Anhou was very affectionate towards her daughter, but she had a smile that was not touching her eyes?