In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Cheng Miaomiao was looking forward to it, hoping to personally discuss with Tang Wenjue how to become a county magistrate.

Unfortunately, they were arranged relatively late. Tang Wenjue hurried back to the city after staying outside the city to settle the matter of the rich merchant donating money to rebuild the county, and handed over the affairs outside the city to the young master around him.

The whole person looks very busy.

Missing the opportunity to communicate, Cheng Miaomiao buries his head on the side of his father's neck to hide from the sun, listless, either yawning from boredom, or staring at the uncle standing behind.

Ye Ning noticed her listless state, reached out and touched her head, and said softly, "Would you like to come down and walk for a while?"

Cheng Miaomiao immediately said: "Yes!"

Cheng Lin then carefully placed her on the ground, and as soon as he let go, he saw her, Ji Huai, and Zeng Ziji quickly get together. The three children were not too hot, and they crowded together and looked forward.

"How long do we have to wait in line?" Zeng Ziji said slowly.

"Looks like half an hour."

Ji Huai made a rough estimate, and the city people in front of them haven't finished their journey yet.

Cheng Miaomiao took out two plums from his pocket and handed them to them. He gnawed on the plums with both hands, and said vaguely, "I should have brought some pancakes and water if I knew it. I thought I could go to the city to have fun when I had time."

The food donation process this time is relatively cumbersome.

Tang Wenjue deliberately left the master here to coordinate the food donation from the yamen servants. One of the most important purposes is that he has a real name. The master has the entire county household registration book in his hand, and the food will be distributed only after comparison.

Although the speed is a bit slow, it can ensure that the food will not be missed or over-delivered.

The advantage of this is that each family only needs one person to come, without delaying other people's affairs, but Tang Wenjue is very tight-lipped, and it was not until the grain was distributed that everyone knew that it was based on the household registration method.

Most of the people from the county in the front line left one after another.

At the same time, the streets that Cheng Miaomiao detested to be quiet gradually began to see people coming and going, and various stalls were slowly set up. By the time it was their turn, there were already shouts and sales in the county town.

The master said: "Name, household registration address, and the number of people in the family."

"Cheng Lin, lives in Xiaohe Village, a family of three."

Cheng Lin watched the other party flip through the household registration book skillfully, and didn't stop until the last page. Then he raised his head and glanced at them, and paused when his eyes fell on the three children Cheng Miaomiao in the middle.

Frowning very lightly, he said, "It only says that you have a daughter. What's the matter with these two?"

Cheng Lin touched Miaomiao's head and explained: "This is the nephew of the village doctor Zeng Jingyun. He couldn't come today because of something, so he entrusted us to take care of him... This is a child we picked up from Huaishan when we were young. He lost his memory. We told him County government."

When talking about Ji Huai, he paused, and looked down at Ji Huai.

He didn't pay much attention to his amnesia, but looked back indifferently when the master's probing eyes fell on him.

The master raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at his outstanding face and thought for a long time, then remembered that the county magistrate had indeed mentioned it after he came back yesterday. It is a pity that this child could not find a relative because of amnesia, and no one in the village adopted him. .

"Your household registration is being processed. You have a separate household registration. You will come to the county government to get it after a while."

This is an understatement.

After speaking, he began to look through the household registration files of the Zeng family again.

Instead, Cheng Lin and Ye Ning were stunned for a while, they looked at each other, and Ye Ning said in astonishment: "Single household registration?"

They were still discussing whether to adopt Ji Huai, so that he could be registered with their family, and he would have a settled status, but if they had separate household registrations, they would not have such a relationship in name.

At that time, some things will become a little difficult.

This was really unexpected, Cheng Lin opened his mouth, and was about to ask if he could change his household registration, when he heard the master ask: "Zeng Jingyun's nephew, Zeng Ziji, is six years old, right?"

Zeng Ziji nodded nervously and said, "Yes."

"Okay, you guys go over there to get the rice, next one."

Master drew a circle on the roster.

Cheng Lin stood still, his brows and eyes stained with anxiety, and said, "My lord..."

At this moment, Ji Huai suddenly tugged on his sleeve, and said in a calm voice, "Uncle Cheng, standing here will block the way of others, if there is anything we can talk about after we finish collecting the rice."

Ye Ning also said: "Yes, Erlang, let's leave first."

The matter of household registration still needs to be discussed with Ji Huai face to face, what if he doesn't want to come to their house?

Cheng Lin had no choice but to go to the rice distribution place next to him, and took out the bag tied around his waist. The person who scooped up the rice for them was the county government servant. people?"

"There are six people in total."

Cheng Miaomiao raised her head and blinked at the servant.

He turned his head and looked at the master who was still talking next to him, their voices were already a little hoarse, it seemed that time was running out, they didn't even have time to take a sip of water, they kept yelling for the next one.

She thought about it, let go of her hand and ran over there.

Ye Ning was startled: "Miaomiao, what are you doing?"

The master raised his head subconsciously when he heard the movement, and saw the little girl just now smilingly taking out two fist-sized plums from her pocket and putting them on the table, stretching out her hand and pushing them in front of him.

He couldn't help but fell silent.

What is this doing?
After delivering the fruit, Cheng Miaomiao took two steps back, stared at him with dark eyes, and said, "I'll give you something to eat."

Master: "..."

Before he could utter a word of refusal, he saw the little girl stuffing two plums into the pocket of the yamen servant who scooped up rice next door.
Ye Ning was so frightened that his eyes almost went dark.

There were several blue veins on his forehead, and he couldn't bear it anymore and took Miaomiao to his side.

Anxiously explained to the two masters: "You two officials, these are the plums we picked fresh on the mountain. They are the most refreshing to quench your thirst. The young girl should have seen the hard work of the officials, so I gave the fruit to the two of you. There is no other reason. mean."

The master glanced at the little girl who was tightly hidden behind Cheng Lin's back and was still trying to poke her head out.

Yep, it was quite rowdy.

The master looked at the two plums on the table and nodded: "Thank you."

Ye Ning breathed a sigh of relief, Cheng Lin carried the packed rice bag with one hand, picked up Cheng Miaomiao with the other hand and clamped it to his elbow, and led them to the gate of the city.

Caught off guard by being picked up, Cheng Miaomiao froze for a moment, then struggled.

"Father, what are you doing? I want to get down and walk by myself. I can walk by myself."

"What are you going to go!"

Ye Ning reached out and slapped her buttocks twice.

He said angrily: "If we let you go again, we don't know how many troubles it will cause us, and you don't even look at who it is, you just go forward, and you can obediently be hugged by your father."

Cheng Miaomiao said unconvinced: "The county magistrate is a good official, so his teacher must be a good person too!"

What happened to her giving a fruit to a good person!
Meow Meow: I am a good official who comforts the people!