Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 11 Refugees
The Town God's Temple was built on Xique Street in the west of the city, but the area around the Town God's Temple became deserted because most of the refugees who poured in from the west gate lived here.

People who want to come to burn incense, especially the female relatives, dare not approach at all, fearing that they will be robbed and killed.

However, under the control of the government office, the refugees could neither move freely in the city, nor would they leave the city.

Therefore, the more people in ragged clothes here, the more desolate it becomes.Who would come to hang out in a refugee camp?
"The idiot magistrate only knows how to block, but doesn't know what to do."

Ding Shitou slowly walked around the west gate, looking at the refugees who were sunbathing on the side of the street early in the morning, feeling a little annoyed.

It is not fair that they should not be allowed to move about in the city just because they are refugees who came in from Simon.

She suddenly walked up to a group of refugees and said loudly: "If I were you, I would exit from the west gate and go around to other gates to enter the city. Whether it's a beggar or odd jobs, it's better than waiting here to die."

That's right, because they came in from the west gate leading to Fengyang Mansion, they were all controlled as refugees from Fengyang and other prefectures and counties, and lost the freedom to make a living.

Because Fengyang is the hometown of the emperor of the current dynasty, it may lose the face of the royal family to beg for food from the emperor's hometown.

Therefore, the overjoyed magistrate naturally didn't dare to report to the court, let alone let these people move around, so he kept watch over them.

Only one meal of rice porridge and two steamed buns are given out every day.

It is their fate to starve to death, but it is their blessing not to starve to death.

The magistrate made ambiguous ideas, neither doing nor doing nothing.

For a meal of rice porridge and two steamed buns, I gave up the chance to live a better life at any time.There is something abominable about these men who sit and die.

Ding Shitou has been homeless since she was a child, and she is not surprised to see this kind of situation. She pretended to be a dead body to make a living from the south gate of the city center, and did not come to the west gate.

I came here today to see the business market, and I got a little angry after watching it.Instead of waiting to die in a numbness, it is better to fight hard.

The crowd who were squatting or sitting by the street were surprised at first when they heard her words, and soon they slowly gathered around, asking her questions in foreign accents.

"I heard that there are many beggars at the South Gate. Can we survive?"

"I don't want to be a beggar, can you introduce us to work?"

"I'm so hungry, can you give me something to eat..."

"..."

"I'm also looking for a job. Where can I get food for you?"

Hearing what he asked for this and that like a living Bodhisattva, Ding Shitou blushed with anger, and suddenly stamped his feet and ran into the city.

She doesn't care about these people anymore, it's none of her business.

Because he was running too fast, he almost bumped into a person walking down the street.

No, to be precise, it was about to bump into a person walking down the street.

But suddenly a person rushed out from the side and stopped in front of her, if she hadn't reacted faster and stopped faster...

The blind young man walked slowly while supporting the hand of a servant, and it was another servant who stopped Ding Shitou.

She was so scared that she jumped to the side like a frightened rabbit, panicked for a moment, and completely forgot the decision that she was still aggrieved yesterday and wanted to touch it back.

After seeing that the servant didn't recognize her, she breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped aside.

Although the blind boy was holding someone else's arm with one hand, the expression on his face was still calm and composed, as if he was just taking a leisurely walk after dinner.

The snow-white embroidered plum branch gown was spotless, and the gown fluttered quietly in the spring breeze.

When he walked in front of Ding Shitou, he suddenly stopped, tilted his head as if he was looking at something or listening to something, and turned his head towards Ding Shitou.

(End of this chapter)