Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 263 Salesian
Mrs. Xin took the child and walked on the road again.

The black-armored soldiers who proclaimed the prohibition of human trafficking in the market gathered those who wanted to sell their bodies together.

Then it is divided into several categories.

Those who are scrawny and seriously ill are the same as those who have missing limbs.

Young and middle-aged men and women are the same.

Mrs. Xin is special. Although she is also young and strong, she is holding two children, holding one in her arms, and is still breastfeeding, so she is classified into the third category with the old and young.

Like Mrs. Xin, the people around her were very uneasy, wondering why these officers and soldiers gathered old and weak people like them together.

They don’t know what will greet them in the future.

But they have no choice.

They could only follow the crowd and move forward under the arrangements of these black-armored soldiers.

The face of the girl he was holding was getting redder and redder, and her eyelids were trembling.

Mrs. Xin then told her youngest son to hold on tightly to the corners of her clothes, squat down and carry her daughter on her back.

The sound of her coughing could be heard in her ears, and Madam Xin felt extremely uneasy.

As if they heard the child's cough, the two soldiers escorting him said something and walked over together.

Seeing them coming, Mrs. Xin immediately tensed up.

She subconsciously looked at the fair-skinned soldier and put on a flattering smile: "You two officers, my daughter just caught a cold last night."

It's definitely not an epidemic.

The soldier didn't mean to embarrass them and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be afraid. We are sending you to the Salesian Home. If you don't mind, you can give me the child and I will hold it for you."

Seeing that they didn't have an attack, Mrs. Xin was relieved, but it was absolutely impossible to hand the child over to a strange man.

Madam Xin smiled and said, "I don't dare to trouble the military master."

Hearing this, the taller and rougher-looking soldier smiled and said, "Did you hear that? Xie Lang, is Nai Gong right?"

"As long as you're not stupid, I can't give you the child."

Xie Lang, a fair-skinned young man, shook his head and stopped talking.

The reason for asking was because he couldn't stand it and to put his mind at ease. He wasn't upset if he was rejected, but he just wanted to be clear about it.

"That's good. If you can't carry it anymore on the way, call us again."

Xie Lang reached into his arms, took out a bag of things wrapped in leaves, bent down and handed it to the boy who was holding his mother's hand.

The child accepted it blankly. Xie Lang touched his head and went to take off his robe, but was stopped by the tall soldier: "Come on, your bones will get cold again if you turn around."

As he spoke, the tall soldier took off his robe, put it on Madam Xin's back, and covered the little girl with her cheeks red from the heat.

The sweat-smelling quilted robe was hung heavily on her shoulders, and Madam Xin looked up at her loss.

The tall soldier wore only his undershirt, and his open collar revealed the thick heart-protecting hair on his chest.

He turned away uncomfortably and said, "I borrowed it from you. Remember to return it to me when you get there."

As he said this, he seemed very embarrassed and pulled Xie Lang away.

Mrs. Xin heard Xie Lang smile at the soldier and said, "Liang Da, it seems that you have learned the military regulations well, you are friendly to women and children."

The soldier named Liang Da, one ear burning crimson, replied arrogantly: "It's so noisy, Nai Gong just sees them as pitiful."

"Ah, yes, yes." The laughter of Xie Lang and other soldiers came from the distance.

Lady Xin didn't hear what they said, but the sweaty robe on her shoulders seemed to give her a little hope.

It's already like this, no matter how bad it gets, how much worse can it get.

Mrs. Xin, who had repeatedly experienced hope and disappointment, followed up with the team.

The team walked all the way towards Beicheng, and when they were halfway there, someone else drove a bullock cart to pick them up.

Mrs. Xin had three children in tow and was lucky enough to be assigned to one of them.

The car was covered with thick hay. Mrs. Xin first placed her daughter and then carried her youngest son on board.Not daring to leave her child, Mrs. Xin held the thick robe draped around her shoulders and shouted to the soldiers: "The official named Liang, your robe."

Liang Da, who was talking to Xie Lang, turned around when he heard it and waved his hand impatiently at her: "Keep it for now and return it to me later."

After saying that, he turned back and stopped looking here.

Madam Xin hesitated for a moment while holding the robe, but still covered her daughter's body.

The bullock cart swayed forward.

The car was a little bumpy at first, but later the road surface became smoother and smoother.

Mrs. Xin took her three children and wrapped them in that thick robe, but she became more and more confused as she walked.

On both sides, there are tall and elegant houses with high doors, spacious and beautiful dining halls, catalpa trees shade the roads, and tung poplars are planted between them.

It is Guili where dignitaries and dignitaries in Lingzhi City live together.

Mrs. Xin thought they should be sent to a wealthy family.

Looking at the driver, I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to ask, for fear that my sick eldest daughter would be noticed and be kicked out as a patient suffering from the epidemic.

"Mom, eat." Just when Mrs. Xin looked at the tall wall on the roadside and felt anxious, a small hand stretched out from the side.

He was holding a handful of dried fruits in his hand, including mulberries, dried forest bark slices, and some yellow chopped dried apricots.

It is the supply distributed by the army to soldiers.

The boy raised it high and fed it to Mrs. Xin's mouth.

"Mom, no."

Mrs. Xin took the dried fruit from his hand distressedly, gave him only two dried mulberries, and kept the rest.

After thinking about it, he opened it and picked out chopped dried apricots as big as a fingernail and fed them into his daughter's mouth.

He touched her hot forehead and felt his heart sink.

The bullock cart stopped in front of a vermilion gate.

Someone was using a ladder to remove the plaque on the lintel and replace it with a new one.

If Mrs. Xin could read, she would have recognized that the replaced plaque had the word "Lianfu" written in large letters.

But she just sat in panic on the bullock cart and drove through the open gate.

Not far from the gate, I saw several tall tables.

A queue formed in front.

Behind the table sat officials dressed as scribes, and beside them sat several large pots.

The aroma of eating grains wafts out of the pot.

Mrs. Xin swallowed hard, and under the urging of the handlebar, she took her child out of the car.

He put down the people and the ox cart, turned around, and went to pick up the others.

Under the instructions of the people next to her, Mrs. Xin and her children lined up behind the team and followed the team forward.

Not long after, it was her turn.

The clerk in charge of registration is a young man with a good attitude.

Seeing her shrinking, she said patiently: "Sister-in-law, this is a temporary rescue place for orphans set up by Lady Yan of the Gongsun family. If you take out the talisman letter and register it, you can apply for accommodation and food here."

"Of course, you will be assigned work within your capabilities until you can live independently."

Mrs. Xin hurriedly searched around her body for a while. Fortunately, she bought food yesterday and brought the talisman letter with her.

The clerk held a pen and asked her some questions while taking notes.

When he saw the obviously abnormal flush of the child on her back, the clerk was startled and frowned.

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