Lou Rongrong, who knew nothing about these things, was sitting in the bullock cart at that time, eating the sesame seed cakes that the matchmaker had stuffed into the cart, while watching the team in front of the bullock cart move forward little by little.

There were quite a few people queuing in front of the city gate, probably because this small town was far behind the battle line and had not been affected by the war for the time being. Many of the people in the queue were people who had fled northward, and their expressions were patient and exhausted.

For many people, this is not the first time they have left their hometowns and come to a new city.

The flames of war are constantly spreading, and even this place cannot guarantee absolute safety. Once the imperial army retreats, this place will be shrouded in smoke and dust from the flames of war, and there will be another city of refugees in the fleeing team.

Lou Rongrong was in a trance when she suddenly realized that her sleeves had been pulled. When she lowered her head, she saw a little boy in a short coat, the size of a bean, standing next to the cart, drooling and sucking his fingers, and staring at her hand. The biscuits in:

"Sister...hungry...want to eat..."

Lou Rongrong was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, a pretty woman hurriedly pulled the child's hand away from Lou Rongrong's sleeve, hugged the child, and apologized to Lou Rongrong uncomfortably:

"I'm sorry! The child is ignorant, I'm really sorry..."

There was even a bit of crying in the voice.

Lou Rongrong lowered her head and saw that the woman was holding a baby in her arms. Her breasts were plump and slightly wet. It could be seen that the baby was not yet old.

Xiao Douding looked only two or three years old, and didn't know much about it. Even if his mother pulled him away, his black grape-like eyes were still wide open, staring at the biscuits in Lou Rongrong's hand.

The woman pulled the two children by herself, and she didn't watch them for a while, which made Xiao Douding hungry. When she saw Lou Rongrong eating nearby, she couldn't help but ran over.

After Lou Rongrong saw the situation clearly, she couldn't help but sighed slightly in her heart, and said soothingly:

"It's nothing, the child is still young, he has never known anything, and it is normal to want to eat when he is hungry."

She leaned over, broke off half of the sesame seed cake, put the remaining small piece back into her bosom, and hooked her hands at the child in the woman's bosom.

Xiao Douding's eyes lit up immediately, he broke free from his mother's embrace, and staggered towards Lou Rongrong, holding half of the sesame seed cake with his two little hands.

Lou Rongrong thought that the little guy would be so hungry that he would be eager to eat sesame seed cakes, but unexpectedly, the little guy looked up at her with sparkling eyes and said crisply:

"Thank you sister!"

The woman couldn't stop her, she watched Xiao Douding take the biscuits from Lou Rongrong, she felt very sorry and said:

"Girl... this..."

Lou Rongrong smiled and patted Xiaodouding's head and said:

"It's nothing. I'm luckier than you. I've lived a lot of safe days. I'm not hungry yet. Besides, the children are so hungry. I'm sorry to see it."

The woman's eyes darkened, it was obvious that Lou Rongrong's words hit her pain point.

If a mother is not really powerless, who would have the heart to let her child starve?

When the woman was silent, Xiao Douding happily swung her two short legs, came to the woman, held the biscuits in front of the woman's eyes like offering a treasure, and said crisply:

"Mother! Mother is hungry, give it to mother—"

The woman couldn't help being taken aback when she heard this, and subconsciously looked down at him.

The little guy's eyes were as bright as a cat's, and he held the biscuit with difficulty on tiptoe to give it to her, but the saliva flowed uncontrollably along the corner of his mouth, dripped to the ground, and pulled out long and thin strands.

This scene was obviously very funny, but for some reason, the woman's nose was sour, she hugged Xiaodouding with a pancake in her arms, and tears burst out of her eyes instantly.

Even Lou Rongrong thought that when Xiao Douding said he was hungry and wanted to eat, he meant that he was hungry and wanted to eat biscuits, but he never thought that such a small child was not for himself, but for his mother. food.

Xiao Douding was hugged by her mother, her big eyes were still open, she didn't understand what was going on, she just struggled, trying to pass the biscuits to her mother:

"Mother? Mother..."

The woman pinned his struggling little shoulders, weeping and saying:

"Good boy... that's enough... that's enough... Mother is not hungry, Yang Yang eats by himself, Yang Yang eats, okay?"

However, the little guy unexpectedly insisted:

"No, mother is hungry, Yang Yang knows, mother is hungry, mother has no milk..."

The child in the woman's arms was awakened by this series of movements, her face wrinkled, and she began to cry.

Amidst the baby's howling, Yang Yang's final voice was full of worry:

"My brother has no milk to drink...my brother is also hungry..."

Sitting on the bullock cart, Lou Rongrong looked at the three mother and child who were embracing each other, feeling quite complicated for a moment.

She helped to comfort them, and finally calmed down the mother and son.

At Yang Yang's insistence, two-thirds of the last piece of biscuit was given to the woman, and the little guy ate the remaining piece by himself, picking up a little crumbs from time to time and feeding it to his infant brother. So that the little guy will stop crying from hunger.

Lou Rongrong also learned what happened to them from the woman.

The woman's name is Jiang Yue, and she originally lived in a small city in the south of the Lingnan border. Her husband served in the city's garrison. Over the years, she has also earned the title of a centurion. Although the family's life is not very rich, it can be considered self-sufficient. happiness.

About two or three months ago, Jiang Yue gave birth to the couple's second son.

At this time, the garrison where the husband was stationed happened to have a chance to be transferred and promoted. The garrison of Jiangxi Daying was in urgent need of manpower. If transferred, the husband would be promoted from centurion.

The couple discussed for many days, Jiang Yue didn't want her husband to leave, and felt that the current life was enough, but the husband didn't want her two sons to be like herself, illiterate, relying on tying their heads to their waistbands to make a living.

He wanted to send his two sons to private schools in the county to study, to gain fame and become high officials in the future.

However, it is obviously not a small expense to send two sons to study in a distant county, and it is obviously far from enough with the little salary in front of him.

So, despite Jiang Yue's efforts to dissuade her, her husband embarked on the road to Jiangxi.

Jiang Yue never expected that not long after her husband went to Jiangxi Daying, King Li raised the flag of rebellion.

The flames of war quickly reached the city where Jiang Yue was located. She had no choice but to leave her hometown with her two children and all her belongings and head north all the way.

The fellow villagers suffered from the war. When they learned that her husband was in Li Wang's army camp, hatred blinded their reason and vented all the suffering they had encountered on her.

The money she saved with great difficulty, the food she brought with her... Others robbed them as soon as they said they wanted to, and even claimed to be an act of justice. Only a few people who still had a sense of reason would stand up and stop it.

Having to raise two children, beware of threats from other refugees, and even worry about her husband in the army, Jiang Yue's ability to come here alive is not easy.

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