But usually when refugees come to Qianzhou, either Su Manrong or Guo Zhizhou comes forward to meet the refugees.

This time, although it was decided not to allow the refugees to enter the city, Su Manrong thought it would be better to meet the refugees in person and explain the reasons.

At that moment, she asked the supply and marketing cooperative to sort out some supply packages. Accompanied by Wulingwei, she went to the North City Gate to express condolences to the refugees who had come from afar.

"Folks, in normal times, Qianzhou City would certainly welcome visitors from all over the world, but in the current natural disaster, epidemics are rampant.

Qianzhou's five cities, with a population of tens of thousands, have just escaped from the epidemic and cannot continue to take risks.

I hope you will forgive me for not being able to invite you to the city to rest. However, these supplies are a little bit of Qianzhou’s sincere wishes. I hope you can find a place to settle down as soon as possible."

Su Manrong has made it very obvious, but no sensible person will continue to insist.

These refugees were also rejected by many cities, but no city gave them supplies.

So in comparison, they are already very grateful to Qianzhou, so there is no need to complain.

"The city lord considers the people of Qianzhou and is considerate of the people. We all understand. We only hope that when the epidemic disappears in the future, we can enter Qianzhou City and live under the jurisdiction of the city lord."

The refugees lined up to receive the supplies and expressed their gratitude one after another.

"When the epidemic is over, Qianzhou welcomes you at any time." Su Manrong nodded, and could only comfort these refugees for the time being and give them hope of living.

However, Qianzhou City now has a publicly owned economic system, and will soon have to face measures such as dividing houses and allocating supplies.

If new refugees are allowed to come to the city to share the fruits of their labor, the people of Qianzhou will be disappointed.

She was not sure when Qianzhou's reforms would end, so she could only comfort these refugees with words.

"Thank you City Lord." A woman held a small child in her arms. After receiving the supply package, she lowered her head and thanked him.

When the baby in his arms saw the food, he giggled and reached out to grab it.

"I still have..." Su Manrong saw the child reaching for food, so she took out a ham sausage from her arms.

When I was playing with two children before, I was worried that it would be dangerous if they ran around holding the ham, so I just put it in my pocket.

"Thank you City Lord..." The woman thanked her repeatedly, and the child in her arms raised her head happily and muttered: "Thank you..."

"He..." Su Manrong then saw clearly the little boy in the woman's arms. His cheeks were dirty, and his lips that had been dried by the wind were also red and swollen.

But his eyebrows, nose, cheeks, and even his expressions and movements when he was happy were exactly the same as Zheng'er.

Su Manrong couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, feeling more sympathetic to the little boy in front of her.

"The corners of his mouth are blown by the wind. I'll have someone bring some ointment to him later. You can apply it on him and it will make him feel better."

The more Su Manrong looked at him, the more he looked like Zheng'er...

When she didn't know that Zheng'er and Yuan'er were not twins, she looked at their completely different faces and wondered for a long time.

After all, the twins must have some similarities. Even if the two children are not similar, they should at least have some similarities with Xiao Chengxian.

Later, when she learned the identities of Zheng'er and Yuan'er, she felt that if they looked too similar, it would really be misleading...

"The city lord is really a living Bodhisattva." The woman said and was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Ling Yi who was beside her.

"Madam, Wang'er."

Among the crowd, a ragged refugee thought something had happened ahead, so he ran around the crowd and ran over.

I was relieved to see that my wife and children were fine.

They originally stood on both sides of the team to receive an extra supply package.

But he was afraid that someone would find out and put his wife and Wang'er in trouble, so he rushed forward desperately.

"Madam, can I have a few words with these brothers?"

Zero One stared deeply at the ragged refugees in front of him.

"Okay." This was the first time Su Manrong saw Ling Yi like this, and she couldn't tell her reaction.

Anyway, she felt that this refugee might be an old acquaintance of Zero One.

After receiving the supplies, the other refugees also retreated to the resettlement shelter nearby with great discernment.

"City Lord, we and my wife should not be greedy for supplies. We know our mistake."

The man thought that the guards around the city lord were coming to pursue them...

"Brother, you misunderstood. I just saw that you resemble my old friend and wanted to ask if you have any brothers."

Ling Yi shook his head, still looking intently at the frightened man in front of him.

Su Manrong was so smart. Hearing Ling Yi mention his old friend and looking at the kid's face that looked like Zheng'er, he reacted instantly.

She only knew that Zheng'er's biological father died to save Xiao Chengxian...

"The city lord, the military master. My husband is the only son in the family and has never had any brothers." The woman breathed a sigh of relief and explained truthfully.

"Yes." A hint of disappointment flashed across Ling Yi's deep eyes, and then he retreated behind Su Manrong and did not continue to speak.

Although Su Manrong has never met Zheng'er's biological father, she doesn't understand him.

But everyone in the 50th Guard is the same. They sacrifice their lives for righteousness. They will leave their lives behind for Xiao Chengxian and themselves, and they will ignore their lives for their companions.

She understood Ling Yi's mood at this time. He, everyone in the 50 Guards, and even Xiao Chengxian wanted to find out everything related to Zheng'er's biological father...

"The city lord, the military master. Actually, I am not the only son in the family..."

The man thought for a moment, looked at his wife and son beside him, and said directly: "When I was young, my family was well off, and I was considered rich.

Being assassinated by an enemy, my twin brother was kidnapped. My parents abandoned the family property in order to find my brother but failed.

Then we settled down in a thatched village and lived an ordinary life.

My wife doesn't know what I was like when I was a child.

I don’t know my identity, can I help the city lord and military master?”

The woman's expression also looked very surprised. After all, she had never heard them talk about this matter after being married to her husband for so many years.

Now that my parents-in-law have passed away on the way to escape, if my husband can find his twin brother, he can comfort his parents’ souls in heaven.

It is also a good thing that brothers can support each other.

"City Lord?" Another glimmer of hope flashed in Zero One's deep eyes.

"I understand." Su Manrong nodded slightly and looked at the man with a smile: "I don't know if he denies birth, but I want to take him to the city and bring him back within the time of burning incense."

She had just told a group of refugees that they could not enter the city. If she took their family of three into the city, she would be slapping herself in the face.

In addition, I am not sure whether this man is related to Zheng'er by blood.

Genetic testing can also be done between cousins, and the results will be clear quickly.
Chapter completed!