This year, it rained heavily and for a whole month. Floods on both sides of the Yangtze River were raging, and people were living in poverty. I don’t know how many villages and towns were destroyed by this surging flood.

After the flood receded, the river was in chaos, with not even a single intact tree, not to mention the houses, which were washed away and were all over the ground.

I don’t know how many people’s bodies were washed into the river and buried under the soil.

Living victims were far away from this place in groups, and their homes were gone, so they could only take their only remaining relatives all the way north, ready to find a new place to stay.

Jun Yi was alone, mixed in the large army, wrapped in ragged clothes on his thin body, his hair was messy, and his face was gray. He turned around and looked at the direction of home from afar, tears flowing down.

His parents and his home are gone.

Groups of people heading north, there was nothing on the people here, and they walked along the way, and they begged for food. When they met a kind-hearted person, they might even serve porridge, but most of the time they didn't have enough food a day, and they walked hungryly. Ignore how many people died and how many people dispersed along the way.

Those who could not walk were discussing and stopped in a sparsely populated area. Jun Yi became thinner during the month of walking.

Finally one day, he felt that he could no longer walk, and he fainted on a flat road as he walked.

He felt that he could not live anymore and was so hungry. He had not eaten for three days. No one was willing to work with him, a child, and he couldn't get anything to go out to beg for food.

It is late autumn now, and there is nothing to eat in the fields. He is so hungry that he even wants to eat grass.

At the last moment before he was unconscious, he seemed to hear the sound of bells ringing not far away, and there seemed to be someone talking, but he no longer had the strength to listen and see, whether it was dead or alive, let it be fate...

When he woke up again, he felt soft and comfortable under his body. He opened his eyes weakly and looked at it as a strange room.

In the room... Was he rescued? He reached out and touched the soft quilt under his body. It had not been so warm for a long time.

It was summer when the flood occurred. After more than a month of leaving, it was autumn. His thin and tattered clothes could not cover up the cold air. Every morning and evening, he shivered in the forest.

It's been a long time since he was so warm. He didn't want to wake up for a while. He was afraid that this was a dream and that everything would be gone after waking up.

But after a while, he slowly opened his eyes again and looked at the room carefully. The room was small, with a bed under him, a half-old cabinet and a half-old table.

Some sunlight shone in the yellow window. His throat was extremely dry and he couldn't speak. He supported his weak body slowly, confirming that he was not dreaming, but was really rescued.

He just lifted the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed. Before he could get out of bed, the curtains of the house swayed slightly. He was startled and his body shook. But the next moment, he turned out to be a girl of seven or eight years old with twin girdles on her head and red ribbons tied, and she looked at him with a smile.

Her little head poked out from behind the curtain, as if she wanted to come in but didn't dare to come in. At the moment she saw him, she smiled first, then immediately widened her eyes, turned around and ran outside and shouted: "Dad, that big brother is awake!"

He sat beside the bed, watching as he had changed his clean clothes, and there were a pair of shoes on the head of the bed. Although they were much bigger than his feet, they were at least clean. He hesitated for a moment and put on the shoes and dragged them out.

But just now, a young man came in at the door of the main hall. He had a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very gentle. When he saw him wake up, he smiled, and then immediately came over to hold his arm and said, "Child, you just woke up, don't get up so anxiously, come into the house and lie down!"

Immediately afterwards, a woman came in outside. She looked like a twenties, with a woman's hair bun, and she looked gentle and beautiful. She held the little girl in her bun just now, and also smiled at him with a gentle smile: "Come in the house and lie down. I'm about to wake up. The millet porridge cooked for you in the pot. Come in and lie down. I'll go to serve you food."

The woman said and turned around and went out. The little girl looked at him with her eyes choked. His throat was sobbing and his mouth was so painful that he couldn't say a word. He was pushed back to the room and pressed onto the bed by the man.

The little girl stood at the head of his bed, looking at him with big black eyes, smiling and saying nothing.

After a while, the woman brought in the fragrant millet porridge, a white steamed bun and a plate of pickles.

He smelled the aroma of the millet porridge and immediately swallowed his saliva, and the desire in his eyes could not be blocked.

Seeing his appearance, Shen De smiled gently and said, "Eat quickly, I know you're so hungry."

Yang also brought the bowl into her hand: "I heard that there was a flood in Hexi. You should be the child from there. Look at you, you are so thin. You must have never had enough food in this period. Eat the child quickly, and you still have it in the pot after eating."

Jun Yi held a bowl of golden millet porridge, full of gratitude, looked at the two of them with tears in their eyes, nodded, drank the first sip of warm porridge, and slid into his stomach. The feeling made him cry like a spring, and his tears were raking, all of them fell into the bowl.

Shen Yu, who was seven or eight years old, looked at the elder brother and cried while eating. He frowned in confusion and said in a low voice: "Dad, why do you want to cry? Isn't he hungry? If you have food to eat, shouldn't you laugh?"

Shen De touched his daughter's little head and sighed softly and said, "Brother is so happy that he cried, too."

"Strange, I cry when I am happy, and when I am sad, why don't I understand?"

Yang laughed so hard when he heard this: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. Why don't you go and mix with chickens? Do you still want to eat eggs?"

Shen Yu shook her head, blinked her small eyes, and looked at Jun Yi's direction: "I don't want to eat eggs tomorrow, I want to give my eggs to my brother!"

When Jun Yi heard this, he stopped drinking porridge, turned his head to look at the soft little girl, showed a sincere smile, and said the first sentence here.

"Be good sister, my brother doesn't eat it, it's great for me to drink porridge."

Shen Yu shook her head, jumped out of her father's arms, came to him, raised her innocent and cute little face and said, "It's okay, my family has two hens, and I can lay two eggs every day, so we two will be one of them!"

After eating, he had the strength to eat. After taking a break, he came out with Shen Yu. Seeing Shen De who was chopping wood in the yard, he stepped forward and knelt down.

"Thank you for your life-saving kindness. Jun Yi has no choice but to repay you. I am willing to be a cow and a horse and repay your kindness!"
Chapter completed!