The disaster relief grains for Dai County, Dingxiang County and Yanmen County under the jurisdiction of Dai State have been in place, but the Taiyuan County Magistrate refused to give in to the food due to the influx of disaster victims.

Bo Langjun had no choice but to personally escort disaster relief grain to Taiyuan County. Qiu Zijun and Luo Jiaojiao accompanied him all the way, and they had to see Bo Langjun's black face to put him in his favor.

Taiyuan County has fertile land and abundant grain, so the amount of disaster relief grain distributed is much more than that of the other three counties.

The Taiyuan County Magistrate could not convince his officials and could only wait for Bo Langjun to arrive.

When Bo Langjun arrived in Taiyuan County, the county magistrate led local officials to greet him. Bo Langjun did not get off the carriage, but just asked coldly, who did not agree to allocate disaster relief food?

All officials of Taiyuan County, except the county magistrate, looked at each other, and no one dared to respond.

"Since everyone has no objection, please ask the county magistrate to allocate disaster relief food immediately! Otherwise, the rice and grain escorted by my husband will make mistakes in Taiyuan County, and no one can afford it!" Bo Langjun said in a deep voice in the carriage.

Now those officials who were dissatisfied with the excessive levy were even more afraid to say anything. If the disaster relief food is too bad, it will lose its head!

In just half a day, the disaster relief grain in Taiyuan County was in place. Bo Langjun's anger finally calmed down.

As soon as Bo Langjun and his party entered Shangdang County, disaster victims surrounded him and wanted to grab food.

Bo Langjun stood in the carriage and said sternly to the victims: "It will be a death penalty for robbing disaster relief food! I won't stop you, and I will send you on the way when you are full!"

The victims were stunned for a moment. A man walked out of the crowd and shouted at Bo Langjun standing in the carriage, "Who are you scaring?"

Before he finished speaking, his knee was hit by Luan Chong, who was hiding in the dark, with a stone broken, and his kneecap was broken and he couldn't get up.

"Aren't you just for us to eat for disaster relief? If it comes to the hands of those officials, we are afraid that we can't eat a single ration!" A scholar-like man walked out of the crowd and looked at Bo Langjun fearlessly.

Bo Langjun pondered for a while and ordered the soldiers who were escorting the food and grass to immediately set up the stove to make porridge and rice.

The aroma of the porridge rice caused the victims who had been hungry for a few days to get excited. However, the scholar advised everyone to be calm and wait for a while.

The scholar dared to speak for everyone, so the victims listened to his advice.

Several large pots of porridge and rice were ready. Bo Langjun personally served porridge for the victims. The scholar asked everyone to line up and take the bowl to get the porridge and rice.

Although the victims lined up, their turbid eyes shone with light, and they stared at the big pot stoves in one go.

After serving the porridge and meals, Bo Langjun continued to move forward with a team of escorts to feed them. Behind them, the victims lined up to follow.

Jiang Yu reported this to Bo Langjun. Bo Langjun sighed and said, "Follow!"

At night, Bo Langjun and his party did not stay in the inn, but cooked in an open area.

Although each of the victims who followed him could eat half a bowl of porridge, they were grateful to Mr. Bo in their hearts.

Since the disaster became increasingly serious, no one could care about these refugees who left their hometowns. It is common for them to not have enough food for a few meals.

"Mr.! Are you not afraid of someone stealing rice and grain at night?" Luo Jiaojiao asked while sitting in the carriage and looking at Bo Langjun who was already lying down.

"Someone will watch!" Bo Langjun was really tired. He closed his eyelids and fell asleep deeply.

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't sleep, she was always worried that someone would come to steal food. So she quietly got out of the carriage.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yu saw Luo Jiaojiao jumping out of the carriage, and walked over to ask.

"Is no one stealing food?" Luo Jiaojiao looked at the long grain escort convoy.

"How could it be? Look at the victims who have spontaneously organized themselves to help the officers and soldiers watch!" Jiang Yu pointed to the black shadow sitting next to the grain truck and said.

"Oh!" Luo Jiaojiao looked at it intently, and she saw that there were a few more people guarding each grain truck, and she felt relieved of her hanging heart.

A few crying from the child attracted Luo Jiaojiao's attention. She walked to a tree not far away and saw a baby sucking the shriveled crying of the woman holding him.

There was also a thin girl sitting next to the woman. Her thin little hands tightly grasped her mother's clothes, as if she was afraid of selling her.

Luo Jiaojiao felt pity and walked back to the carriage. She took some pastries and fruits and walked in front of the women.

The woman smelled the smell of rice cake and opened her eyes. She looked at Luo Jiaojiao gratefully, wriggled her dry lips and said, "Thank you!"

"Eat quickly! Otherwise, if they find it, there will be no food!" Luo Jiaojiao said in a low voice. Her eyes were alert to the blurry figures in the forest.

"Please give me half a bowl of porridge and save my son." The woman begged Luo Jiaojiao in a low voice.

"Okay! You wait!" Luo Jiaojiao stuffed the pastries and fruits into the girl's hands, then got up and made porridge for the baby.

"Mom! You eat pastry." The girl stuffed a piece of pastry into her mother's mouth.

"Yeah! Eat together!" The woman's tears couldn't help but roll from the corner of her eyes. She almost sold her daughter to the Song and Dance House. She remembered that she stood in front of the Song and Dance House for a long time that day, but she could not withstand her daughter's begging before giving up.

The girl ate some pastries, then wrapped the rest in an old handkerchief, and carefully stuffed it into her thin arms. She took a small bite with the fruit and then brought it to her mother's mouth.

"You eat! Mother is not hungry!" the woman shook her head and said.

"You have eaten it! My brother has milk." The girl said sensiblely.

The woman ate the fruit with tears in her eyes. She felt that the fruit was the sweetest she had ever eaten.

Luo Jiaojiao came to the stove and looked at the bottom of the pot. Each pot was scraped with a bright edge. Where was there a grain of rice?

What should I do?

Seeing Luo Jiaojiao coming back with a frown, Jiang Yu asked her what was wrong? Luo Jiaojiao told Jiang Yu about the fact that she wanted to make porridge for the baby who was about to starve to death.

Jiang Yu was also in trouble after hearing this. Only Bo Langjun could move the rice for disaster relief. Moreover, the victims only filled their stomachs and were not full. If they smelled the smell of rice soup, they would probably not be able to withstand hunger and cause trouble.

"Girl! Why aren't you sleeping?" Qiu Zijun got off the carriage and came back. Seeing Luo Jiaojiao muttering something to Jiang Yu, she walked over curiously.

Luo Jiaojiao told Qiu Zijun about her difficulties. Qiu Zijun laughed when she heard this.

"It's not simple? Wouldn't it be if you soak the milk cake in hot water?"

"Yes!" Luo Jiaojiao climbed onto the carriage excitedly, took out the milk cake from the five-color pastry, let Jiang Yu boil it and soak it, and gave it to the woman.

The woman trembled with her thin hand and took half a bowl of milk juice, sucked it into her son's mouth.

After a while, the full baby fell asleep sweetly. The woman held the child and wanted to get up and kowtow to Luo Jiaojiao, but was stopped by Luo Jiaojiao.

"If others are in trouble in the future, you will be as good as if I helped you today! There is no need to give a big gift, I can't bear it!" Luo Jiaojiao said that, and got up and ran to Bo Langjun's carriage.

Luan Chong saw Luo Jiaojiao's actions in the dark, and he thought in his heart that she was still a pretty good girl.

"It's late at night! Go to bed quickly!" Bo Langjun saw Luo Jiaojiao back to the carriage and moved her body and said.

"Um!"

Luo Jiaojiao lay happily beside Bo Langjun. She could sleep with peace of mind this time.
Chapter completed!