Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 243 Zheng Hongyu

Among the crowd was a young woman named Hongyu. She was carrying luggage and supporting her father, who was becoming increasingly unable to walk.

There was no way to go on like this, she thought, as her father's body couldn't hold on to the place where he could live.

She kept looking back to see if there was any room in the carriage, but where was it?
"Dad." She tried calling the person next to her.

Although her father was still walking forward, his consciousness was no longer very clear, and he only nodded vaguely to her shouts.

Ruby looked back again.

Who can help her?

There is no one, no one who is not God who was born for her. If she doesn’t say it, who can know what she is thinking?
She was determined not to care about what others thought of her, but to act only to achieve her goals.

Zheng Hongyu supported her father, slowed down her pace, and soon fell to the end of the team.

"Brother, can you let my father sit for a while?" Hongyu said to a young man crowded at the outside of the carriage.

The man ignored her at first.

"Please, brother, my dad can't walk anymore."

The person she begged had a bad look on her face, "Since you are not in good health, why didn't you take the carriage from the beginning?"

At first, no one was sitting on the bus, so she naturally didn't dare to stand out. But when everyone went to take the bus, it was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone knows this reason.

"Brother, please come on." Hongyu asked his father to help the carriage move forward, then quickly rummaged through the package he was carrying behind him and took out a brand new piece of indigo cloth.

She held the fabric tightly and brought it to the man, "I'll give this to you. I just ask that you let my dad sit on it and rest for a while."

The man saw that the material was really good, and thought he still had the strength to walk, so he agreed, "Okay."

This man was not a scoundrel. He took the cloth and jumped out of the car, carrying Hongyu's father up.

Not only that, he also asked his wife in the carriage to pour a bowl of water and hand it over.

Hongyu's father was already dizzy, and finally he could sit down and rest. He put a bowl of water to his mouth, which really quenched his thirst and refreshed his mind, and he relaxed a little.

Hongyu handed the dry food that the government had given her to her father and watched her father eat it slowly, which made her feel relieved.

She planned in her heart that when she got there, no matter what, she would find a warm place to sleep for a while. Even if she didn't have anything to exchange with her, she would still have the shamelessness to ask for it.

She only had this one relative left in front of her. Without him, she didn't know how she would survive.

Hongyu wiped away the tears that had just fallen and followed the team forward. She buried her head and didn't know how long she had been walking until the team slowly stopped and voices of discussion came from the front.

She held her father in the car with both hands, but listened carefully to what others were saying.

"Here is the place."

"Hey, did you hear that? Those rows of houses in front are just for us to live in!"

"There is no place for us to live. We didn't listen to the official's instructions. We will only live there until the spring planting."

"Yes, I heard the county master here said the same thing."

"It's good to be able to live here for a few days. You really asked the Yamen to build a house for us!"

"What happened in front?"

"Yeah, he suddenly started running."

"Quick! There's not enough room to live in. They say it's first come, first served!"

The man who had given up his seat to Hongyu's father threw his luggage into his wife's arms, and was about to rush through the crowd in front of her. But I heard a gong sounding from behind, "Don't move!"

An official on horseback shouted loudly, "No one is allowed to move!"

When the scene calmed down and the officials dispersed, Hongyu heard someone say: "These houses are enough for you to live in. Don't fight over them."

Listening to this voice, she knew who it was. It was the Beishan County magistrate whose face she had not seen clearly.

"From front to back, in order." The voice just said, followed by the rough voice of the Yamen official, "Whoever insists on fighting for it and disrupting the order will have the farmland originally allocated to you halved."

In this way, no one dared to move, and they all moved forward slowly with the people in front.

When it was Zheng Hongyu's turn, her father had almost fallen asleep. She called him from time to time, but would not let him fall asleep.

"What's your name? Which county or village are you originally from?" The police officer in front of her asked her with a stack of paper in his hand.

"Zheng Hongyu, Yangmen County, Donglinshu Village."

The yamen servant in front of him rummaged through several pieces of paper, ticked a line on one of them, and then asked, "Is the person you are supporting your father?"

"Yes."

"Why doesn't he speak?"

Hongyu quickly explained, "My father is not in good health. He was tired and cold along the way, and he is a little confused."

"Ah." The yamen officer stared at her father again and again.

That sizing look really made Hongyu uncomfortable. "Master, can you allocate a room to us?" She saw that several of the teams next to her had already passed by. Why were she and her father stuck here?

"Are you sure he is your father?" the yamen servant asked.

This question was really difficult for Hongyu to understand, and she held her breath in her heart, "Can I still not know my biological father?"

"Donglinshu Village, I remember that Li Zheng from your area has also come over. Just wait, I'll call someone over."

Seeing this person leave, Hongyu could only stand there stupidly, but the people at the back kept urging, "What's the matter with you? Isn't it good for you to take so long?"

Hongyu's face turned ugly, "I don't know either. The police officer wants to inquire. You can ask the police officer."

Fortunately, the poor man who left behind came back soon, taking Li Zheng from the northwest corner of Yangmen County with him.

He brought Li Zheng to Zheng Hongyu and his daughter, "Are these two people sure they are from Donglinshu Village? Just wait and see before you speak."

Although Li Zheng didn't understand, he still stepped forward to look at it carefully and replied: "He is from the village."

"Okay, you go back." The poor man said to the other poor man behind him, "Take them to stay."

"I'll take you there." The poor man motioned for them to follow. As he spoke, he picked up the packages from Zheng Hongyu and her father, "I'll carry them for you."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

With the comparison before and after, Zheng Hongyu naturally felt that the poor man in the back was more talkative.

Zheng Hongyu didn't expect that the room they were assigned to was lit by oil lamps and hot water was boiling in the pot.

"This is the inner room." The yamen servant took the lead and walked into the doorway and put their luggage on the kang. "This is the kang. We all build it in the county. There is a fire on the stove outside. It is hot. Sleeping on it is better than sleeping on it." It’s much more comfortable to sleep in bed.”

Zheng Hongyu couldn't help but touch the kang, and sure enough, there was heat under her palms.

"You guys have a rest first. Someone will bring food later." The yamen servant walked outside and turned back to care: "The hot water in the pot is good for drinking and for washing your body. If there is not enough water, go to the well room to get it. The single hut you saw when you came here is the well house.

Water is freely available, but firewood is not.

The three bundles of firewood in the house are given to you, but after you use them, you have to find a way to do it yourself. It doesn't matter whether you find firewood yourself or go to Luojia Village to buy it later. "