"It's out of water! It's really out of water!"
Someone shouted again.
They seemed to have forgotten that the tyrant who made them tremble with fear was outside.
Each one of them worked hard and shoveled a few more shovels. When they saw water really coming out, they hurriedly shouted: "Quick, go get some boards and slates!"
Of course, normal well digging is not so rough, but at the moment, none of them dreamed that they would dig out water so easily. There was no time to repair the well wall, so they could only find some wooden boards and stone slabs to block it.
When the refugees heard the sound, they thought they were dreaming. But when someone stretched their head over and saw the water, they all got carried away with excitement. They couldn't care less about their bodies, which were extremely weak after not eating for who knows how long, and turned around.
Just run home.
In just a short time, a lot of wooden boards and slates were brought over.
Everyone worked together and soon reinforced a crude well.
Then climb up to the ground and wait quietly for the water to come up slowly.
At this time, the sunset has slowly set, and the sky has begun to darken.
But a group of people were waiting by the well as if they were waiting for hope, and no one moved a step.
The water slowly came up, and the refugees who had been waiting for a long time didn't care that the water was still turbid. One by one, they carried wooden barrels and basins to fill the water, and drank it first, even if they were hit by the sand in the water.
I choked in my throat and didn't spit it out.
Some even knelt on the ground and started crying and laughing.
The sky is gloomy, but this dead village seems to have sprouted and quietly come to life.
Qing Hu called the servants they had brought over, pointed to one of the carriages they had pulled over, and said: "There is some grain and food in there. Take it to boil water and distribute it to them."
They didn't bring much food, and with the various local specialties collected by Liu Yingzhong, it was just this carriage.
If we divide it from the beginning, not only will these people not be able to fill their stomachs, but it will also bring disaster to them.
But now that they have water and boil the food, they can survive for several days.
Seeing that Qing Hua had brought food for cooking, the refugees, no, they were villagers now. With this well and water, they could survive. As long as they could grow a little something edible, they
It will last a little longer.
With tears in their eyes, the villagers knelt on the ground and shouted,
"Long live the goddess! Long live the goddess!"
The officers and soldiers turned pale with fright and hurriedly gave them winks to tell them to stop shouting. The real Long Live is here!
However, the villagers did not receive their hint at all, and were so frightened that a group of officers and soldiers walked together on the same foot.
When the fire was lit, the sky darkened, and the scent of porridge and rice wafted out. Through the light, what Qingshan saw were faces full of hope.
She stood in the distance and watched quietly.
Liu Shuangyue walked up behind her at some point and said pointedly: "I didn't expect you to care about this. I thought people like you were heartless and would not sympathize with anyone and care about anyone."
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People without heart would actually do these good deeds to sympathize with the people.
But those who have good intentions do things that are a hundred times filthier than this world.
Simply ridiculous.
Qing Hui turned his eyes and smiled brightly at her, "I just have no heart, but it's not that I'm inhumane."
"What's more, I was once half a doctor."
Chapter completed!