Yang Ruoqing read the letter from beginning to end and shook her head: "Da'an didn't say anything, so he probably won't have time to come back in the near future."

"But Da'an told us not to worry about him. He was following Zichuan in disaster relief in Lanzhou, Henan Province, and learned a lot of things that he had never learned in books before."

"He said that he felt that this trip was worth it and he was very happy. He asked me to greet my parents and tell them not to be too tired."

When Yang Huazhong and Sun heard these words, they looked at each other and smiled.

"This child, what do we have to worry about at home? Qing'er, please reply to him quickly and ask him to take good care of himself," said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay."

After leaving her parents' home, Yang Ruoqing returned to her house and closed the door.

She took out Da'an's letter from home again. There were two pages in total, and half of the second page was left blank at the bottom.

Yang Ruoqing put the letter in the basin, letting it absorb enough water, then took it out and spread it flat on the table.

Use a soft dry cloth to carefully wipe away the water stains on it.

He took another lit candle and baked the paper inch by inch...

This set of encrypted methods was taught by Zuo Junmo, a descendant of the Mo family, a skilled craftsman and good at all kinds of institutions.

He is also proficient in this area, and besides that, he is also a genius in business.

He had taught her this method of delivering letters a long time ago, but she had never used it.

During Da'an's trip to Helanzhou for disaster relief, Yang Ruoqing was worried and taught Da'an this method the night before leaving.

The purpose is to allow him to truthfully report the situation there without worrying his parents at home.

Because Yang Huazhong was literate, he would definitely be able to read letters.

The two siblings made an agreement not to report the good news but the bad news, and those sad things were hidden in these blank pages.

After the outer flame of the candle was baked three times, a few lines of fine yet handsome characters appeared on the originally blank paper. Yang Ruoqing recognized them as Mu Zichuan's characters at a glance.

Yang Ruoqing leaned down and read what Mu Zichuan wrote word for word. After reading it, her face changed.

Mu Zichuan told Yang Ruoqing in the letter that after they arrived in Helanzhou, the disaster relief work was going smoothly.

Comforting the victims is also proceeding smoothly, but because Helanzhou is very large and the affected area is too wide, they need time.

During this process, Mu Zichuan discovered something was wrong.

He found that the victims in many places seemed to be instigated and bewitched by someone. They did not believe in the government's appeasement, and were still instigating and creating chaos everywhere.

Just the day before he wrote this letter, they went to a nearby village to provide relief. The furious villagers stoned them, beat them to death with hoes and sickles, and called them the lackeys of the imperial court. They wanted to kill them like the lackeys of the imperial court.

…

Fortunately, they were protected by the accompanying officers and soldiers, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Moreover, near their station, some people were throwing the bodies of victims who had starved to death, causing chaos.

Muzichuan and Daan analyzed together and both felt that this series of things was not simply the anger of the victims, but someone behind the scenes. He was worried that this was just the beginning.

People with ulterior motives may take advantage of the famine in Helanzhou to create greater chaos.

Mu Zichuan also asked Yang Ruoqing to contact Luo Fengtang as soon as possible in the letter, and asked Luo Fengtang to be careful at all times.

After reading Mu Zichuan's letter, Yang Ruoqing burned it on a candle.

Looking at the dancing candlelight, she frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Then, she took up a pen and wrote a reply to Daan and Mu Zichuan in this encrypted way.

It's definitely not possible to use homing pigeons. They will definitely be shot down and eaten halfway. You can also get some money later and ask Qing'an County's Shunfeng Escort Agency to take them there.

When it was over, she wrote another letter to Luo Fengtang in the south.

After I finished, I lay back on the bed, but I tossed and turned for a long time, but no one found me.

In troubled times, evildoers appear, and these peaceful days are about to begin to be turbulent.

…

I came to my parents' house next door in the morning. As soon as I arrived at the courtyard door, I saw two aunts from the village coming out of the courtyard together. Mrs. Sun escorted them out of the courtyard.

The two aunts were holding two small bags in their hands. Both bags were bulging. From visual inspection, they were either filled with rice or wheat flour. They weighed about ten kilograms.

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Qing'er, you are really a living Bodhisattva, so let's go there first." When we arrived at the gate of the courtyard, one of the ladies turned around and thanked Ms. Sun.

Sun smiled and nodded, "Okay, you go."

When they walked away, Yang Ruoqing saw Mrs. Sun standing there looking at their backs and sighing softly, then turned and entered the yard.

Yang Ruoqing followed up and asked Sun, "Mom, what were those two ladies doing here earlier?"

Mrs. Sun turned to look at Yang Ruoqing and said, "Their family has run out of rice. The children have been eating rice bran these past few days and have become constipated. They have been unable to move their bowels for three days."

"Come to our house to borrow some rice and make some rice soup to moisten the child's intestines..." Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then how much did you lend to them?"

Sun said: "It's not much. Each family borrowed ten kilograms of millet."

That's twenty pounds out... Yang Ruoqing calculated.

"Qing'er, they are so pitiful. In the past few years, Nangba and her family used to keep some food to feed pigs and chickens. Who would have thought that this year, during the famine year, they would use it as the family's rations? What a misfortune.

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Mrs. Sun added, "Especially a child's intestines and stomach, they are so tender. I heard that they would cry while eating such rough things. It's so pitiful..."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, suffering is indeed suffering.

When the nest is overturned, it is difficult to complete the eggs. Who can survive in the face of a catastrophe?

Although I have no worries about food and clothing, I didn't sleep all night last night.

I fell into a deep sleep in the second half of the night, but my dreams were all about the victims rioting in Lanzhou, Henan, and the siege of Da'an, which woke me up several times.

But she couldn't tell her parents about these worries, so she could only bear them by herself.

It's not easy for anyone.

"Mom, I made some red dates and glutinous rice porridge for Grandma Ga. I'll go to the yard next door first," Yang Ruoqing said.

Each one is worse than the other, and Ga Po is also enduring hell on earth.

This person, once you live in this world, what you really want is experience and practice. You have to taste all kinds of ups and downs before God lets you die!

Damn God, Damn Heaven!

If I had a golden cudgel, sister, I would poke a hole in the sky to see what kind of ugly monster the so-called heaven is, controlling everything in the world, damn it!

Swear words can only be spoken in the heart, and complaints can only be made in one's heart alone.

After the distribution was over, I still had to pick up the bowl and visit poor Grandma Ga.
Chapter completed!