After passing through the book, take Party A's system to escape from the famine

Chapter 310
Compared with archery, even if all the generals in the court are assembled, I am afraid that there are not many opponents of Lord Jiang Xiaohou.

No one has ever broken the record of Xiaohou Ye crossing Yang with a hundred steps.

Song Ming never forgets the first glimpse on the school field.

Unexpectedly, thanks to Miss Zhou's blessing today, I can see the demeanor of Young Master Jiang again.

"Whoosh-"

An arrow was shot out and hit the sparrow firmly on the treetop. The struggle was only a moment, and it fell into the cage brought by Sun Xingde in a moment.

"Master Hou is good at archery!"

Song Ming proudly glanced at Zhou Huan's god.

You see, a fatal blow can be luck, and a fatal blow is a matter of skill, girl, let’s take a good look at it, the arrow in Lord Hou’s hand is not a silver feather arrow, but cut out of a tree branch on the ground wooden arrows.

Such a simple weapon, but Master Hou uses it superbly. Miss Zhou, have you also started to worship Lord Hou?

Worship is right.

Zhou Huan didn't notice the eyes of the people around her at all, and she was preoccupied with other things.

I have killed five or six birds. Is it enough to eat? Then stop hunting. Now that this place has been hit by a disaster in a remote area, it is easy to have a few returning birds. Don’t kill them all. It will destroy the ecological balance. .

Also, you are so good at archery, why are you so good?Isn't it your job to fight wars?Do you have no friends on weekdays?Don't have any other hobbies?A wise man once said that you can't make friends with people who don't have hobbies.

Zhou Huan: "Uncle Dade, as many as you have, you will win if you eat enough."

Dadezi lowered his head, just picked up one and threw it into the basket, counted it, and shouted back, "Six birds, one pheasant!"

Song Ming gave a thumbs up: "Master Hou is heroic! You shot so much wild game in just one stick of incense!
Eh?Miss Zhou, what do you say? "

Turning his head, the person left early.

Zhou Huan trotted over, passed Jiang He, and ran towards Sun Xingde without looking back, covering the bamboo basket with his two small hands.

"Enough is enough, but you can't make it any more, it will be troublesome if people smell it."

The people in this place haven't eaten meat for many days, so don't be greedy for them.

After a while, Sun Dazhuang and the others also came up, followed by Sun Peifang and the children.

One by one, there are big and small packages, and the things are very complete.

Sanliang saw Jiang He standing on the top of the mountain, waved his arms vigorously, and called out loudly: "Master Hou! Little Master! What wind brought you here."

Song Ming smiled. The child is not old, but he is quite good at saying polite words.

Sanliang said that this is not a polite word, this is flattery, or the kind against one's will.

Think about a family having a good picnic on the mountain, looking at the Taotao Huaihe River, listening to the breeze, eating some game and enjoying the family happiness, isn't it very pleasant?

But at this time, suddenly a senior official who directly supervised you sat down beside you unceremoniously, and told you that you should eat and drink, as if there was no such person as him.

Just ask who can be calm and composed.

Sanliang smiled and lifted the lid of the altar, and filled the wooden bowl with a full bowl of porridge for Jiang He, saying, "Young Master, you eat, this is cooked by my mother, there is not much rice, But it's delicious."

Jiang He took it and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff lightly.

It really is the fragrance of rice.

The relief food this time is much better than in previous years.

Maybe the time to continue is not long, it is still necessary to let the people here be self-reliant as soon as possible.

"Is the rice bad? Why is Lord Hou sighing?"

Jiang He patted Sanliang's head dotingly, and said something that he didn't understand, but it didn't hurt to tell the child.

"We eat rice, but during the disaster relief, many refugees did not eat rice, but rice bran."

When Yuan Bao heard this, he also came over, nodded repeatedly and said: "I have eaten rice bran. When there was a disaster in our village before, the government gave relief food, and the relief food was rice bran."

"Rice bran is not tasty." Yuan Bao said timidly.

Jiang He chuckled, "Yeah, it's not tasty, but it's safe."

Yuanbao and Sanliang still don't understand what it means to be unpalatable and safe.

For ordinary people, especially those who are hungry and red-eyed, it is already very good to be able to eat, and they don't care if it is not delicious or safe.

It's only time to reflect on it, especially when it's a stable life, and then sincerely say "it's unpalatable."

As for the safety that Jiang He said, only Zhou Huan heard Wei Wei turned his head and glanced back at him, and silently ate a mouthful of chicken wings.

Zhu Wuliu took the two children aside, and said with a smile: "You two little bastards, don't disturb Master Hou to eat, let Master Hou eat well."

After eating this, the moon rose in the east, the first quarter moon floated in the sky faintly, and there were a few cicadas singing leisurely by the river.

Jiang He couldn't get up and no one dared to stand up.

Jiang He stood up, and everyone started to tidy up again.

Zhou Huan said: "Extinguish all the fire, don't leave any flames, let's check everything before leaving."

"Don't worry, you big brother, you can rest when you're doing something, my eyes are so powerful that I can see them all, and they're all gone."

Jiang He: "There is another place under your feet."

"Huh?" Sun Dazhuang jumped up in fright, as expected, Huo XiaoZi was just under his feet, but he didn't see it.

He hurriedly went up and stamped out his three feet, and said, "It's really hard to guard against, thank you Lord Hou for reminding me."

"It's okay."

Sun Peifang walked behind and murmured to Zhou Huan: "Fortunately, Lord Hou is here, otherwise we would burn the mountain, it seems that he is not here to make trouble."

"Mrs. Sun."

"Eh-"

Who is it called? Sun Peifang didn't realize it for a while, but when she turned around, she knew she was being silly.

"There are several embroidery workshops here in Hangzhou Mansion. Now the mulberry fields are being flooded, and silk is even more precious. However, many embroiderers are missing. The embroidery workshop is short of manpower. I don't know if Mrs. Sun can help spin the silk."

Jiang He continued: "It's not that I'm bothering Madam for no reason, but when this batch of silk is shipped overseas, it will be paid to Madam according to the wages from the Hangzhou Mansion."

Sun Peifang: "Your Majesty is serious. How dare a woman ask for money from the government. It's just a matter of helping out. Hey, it's a pity that I forgot about this when I went out. Otherwise, I would bring more people out from home."

"That's not necessary. The embroidery workshop is in disarray now. There are too many people and it will tie your hands and feet. If Mrs. Sun agrees, I will ask Huzi to take you there tomorrow. I will bother you."

"Don't bother, don't bother."

Sun Peifang laughed, and after the person left, a hanging heart fell down, and she recalled it again when she was under the covers.

"Master Hou called my wife today, my son's father, why do you think Master Hou is so kind to us.

Not only is he good, but he also respects us everywhere, what he says and what he does makes people feel warm in the heart. "

Sun Peifang spoke in a very low voice, for fear of disturbing the rest of the children.

Zhu Wuliu closed his eyes and pretended not to hear, and let out a small cry.

Don't have a mood in your chest.

From his point of view, this Lord Hou is so kind to everyone, not just to their family, this is the upbringing of the Hou Mansion.

But following them all the time is very suspicious.

Especially when he was eating, his eyes would always look at his niece, which made him feel strange.

Between the two of them, there was heaven and earth, and he, Zhu Wuliu, swore that he would not let his child be a concubine, and would rather die than agree.

He hid these words in his heart, and he could only walk slowly when dealing with the people in the Hou Mansion.

After all, Jiang He had saved them, helped them, and even taken care of them, which was very embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)