"Sister-in-law, you're finally awake. Come on, warm yourself up with a bowl of ginger soup!"
When the woman was looking at the tent, a man next to her came over with a bowl of ginger soup and handed it to the woman.
The woman looked blankly at the person who came. She remembered that this voice was the voice that called her just now.
When the bowl of ginger soup was handed to her, the woman came back to her senses. She looked at the bowl of hot ginger soup and shook her head gently: "I won't drink it anymore. Give it to my children!"
"Sister-in-law, the children have already drank, so just drink, there are more over there!"
The man stepped aside, revealing the half-open tent curtain behind him. A bonfire was lit outside. The flickering tongues of flames licked the dark clay pot, and steam was rising from the top of the pot.
"Yes, mother, we have already drank, it's warm!"
The two children in the woman's arms broke away from the woman's arms, and the boy confirmed the man's words.
The little girl rubbed her belly and echoed her brother's words with a milky voice: "It's warm!"
Only then did the woman realize that she had met a kind-hearted person. Her upbringing meant that she did not take the ginger soup immediately, but stood up and thanked the man.
"Thank you so much for the rescue..."
Before the woman finished speaking, the man quickly put down the ginger soup in his hand, helped the woman up and said, "I can't do it, I can't do it, it's my turn to say I'm sorry to my sister-in-law!"
"What do you mean by my benefactor's words?"
The woman felt a little confused, but the kind person who saved her and the child said he wanted to apologize to her!
Has the world become like this?
Maybe she heard it wrong? She must have heard wrong!
"I am a bad person in the Tang Dynasty. On the order of His Highness, I came to welcome everyone to Daizhou. I left my sister-in-law and her children to suffer from hunger and cold. It is really my fault. I should tell my sister-in-law that I am wrong!"
The man helped the woman sit down on the quilt, then took two steps back and bowed to the woman solemnly.
"I can't do it, I can't do it, how can I be worshiped by my benefactor!"
The woman struggled to get up, trying to escape and help the man who saved her and the child.
However, her body had just warmed up and was very weak. With this struggle, she fell to the ground.
"mother!"
The little boy exclaimed and hurried forward.
The man reached the woman faster than the little boy, helped her up, and said in a warm voice: "Sister-in-law, don't move around, you should rest!"
The woman's eyes were a little dark and she couldn't see clearly, but she could clearly feel that the hands holding her were warm, and the voice felt particularly warm in her heart.
The man held the woman steady and leaned against a box. He then picked up the ginger soup and handed it to the woman: "Here, drink the ginger soup first!"
"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"
The woman took the ginger soup and thanked the man. Feeling the warmth from the bowl, she suddenly felt some strength in her body.
"I am not a benefactor. If my sister-in-law wants to thank you, then thank our Highness!"
Seeing the woman taking the ginger soup, the man gently shook his head in relief.
Just as the woman was about to retort, the man stood up and continued: "Sister-in-law, please get better soon. These two children need your care. I have a lot of busy work, so I may not have time to take care of them!"
"I don't want to distract my benefactor, just go and do your work!"
After taking a few sips of the ginger soup, the woman immediately felt her body became much warmer. After hearing the man's words, she hurriedly spoke out.
It is a great kindness to allow the three of them, mother and son, to live in a tent that can protect them from the wind and cold, to give them warm quilts, and to give them a bowl of hot ginger soup. How dare they bother others to put down their own affairs. Continue to take care of distractions?
The man nodded, took out a small bag of dry food from his arms, and put it on the box where the woman was leaning: "Someone will bring hot porridge later. If my sister-in-law and the children are hungry, they can eat some dry food first." Once your belly is full, if you still need to drink ginger soup, you can ask your child to carry a bowl there to serve it.
. "
As he spoke, the man pointed to the large pot set up not far outside the tent and a bearded man wielding a ladle next to it, and said to the little boy: "Go to that bearded man and tell him you want to drink." Ginger soup, do you know?"
"knew!"
The little boy sucked in the frozen snot and nodded solemnly.
The man nodded again to the woman who was hesitant to speak, and then turned around and left the tent.
As the man left, the two children curiously opened the bag of dry food on the box. After tasting some of the sweetness, they started eating together.
The woman silently drank the ginger soup in her hand, and occasionally took a bite of the dry food handed to her by the two children, but her eyes were fixed on looking outside through the half-open curtain of the tent.
People were coming and going outside, and they seemed to be in a hurry and very busy, which was completely different from the situation before she fell into coma.
Before she passed out, the few tents were crowded with people, and the few fires were crowded with people. Some people gathered together to keep warm, while others like her found a place with less wind and huddled in the cold. among.
"Come here, the tents here can still be occupied!"
After a while, the man's voice came from outside the tent again.
This voice was not familiar to Madam, but it felt very warm.
The moment the man finished speaking, the other half of the tent's curtain was also opened, and the man and a group of people filed in.
Among these people were men, women, and children who were not wearing thick clothes, and there were also people who were wearing similar clothes to the man.
These people hurriedly brought bed after bed of quilts, spread out seats one after another on the ground, and then directed the thinly-clad men, women, and children to rest on their respective seats.
As the number of people increased, the tent became really warm.
Correspondingly, the originally quiet tent also became noisy.
Those thinly dressed men, women and children who looked like they were going to stay in this tent tonight pulled the man and his companions to thank them.
Those people were very humble and always responded with a smile, but they did not stop what they were doing, and soon the entire tent was arranged in an orderly manner.
It could be seen that the man was really busy, walking in and out of the tent. He didn't even bother to speak when he passed by her. Sometimes he just passed by her, sometimes he nodded towards her.
Not long after, those people came out carrying a large bucket of hot porridge and distributed it to the people in the tent.
However, the man didn't seem to forget her, and walked towards her with two bowls of porridge: "Come, sister-in-law, have a bowl of hot porridge!"
The man put the two bowls of hot porridge on the box the woman was leaning on, grinned and said, "There are more, I'll get them again!"
After saying that, he went to bring another bowl.
It looked like she and her two children each had a bowl of hot porridge, the woman thought.
The man teased the little girl and boy for a while, and then told the woman a few words to let her have a good rest. There were people patrolling outside. If anything happened, you could call someone outside the tent.
After the man's companion distributed the hot porridge, the man left with him.
The woman looked at the man's leaving figure. She didn't know his name from the beginning to the end.
All she knew was that when the man complained to her, he claimed to be a bad person. He said that they came under the order of His Highness.
I think that His Highness must be a very good one!
The woman drank the hot porridge and silently repented for her previous disrespect...
With the help of countless bad people, this scene happened again and again in this large group of people migrating south.
Let people one after another know that His Highness, remember that Highness, and silently be grateful to that Highness!
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