I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

The sun shines on the temporary tents in the Yellow River flood area, and Chen Jia is busy directing the distribution of food. She looks a little tired, but her eyes are still firm and gentle. She is filled with joy as she sees the refugees queuing up in an orderly manner to receive the life-saving food.

"Big brother, how many people are there in your family? Take these food and eat them sparingly. You will be fine after this period of time." Chen Jia whispered to a ragged refugee while handing him food.

"Thank you, young lady. You are such a kind person. If it weren't for you, we would have starved to death." The refugees were so grateful that they shed tears and bowed repeatedly.

Chen Jia smiled and shook her head: "This is what we should do. We are all citizens of Da Chu, and it is our duty to support each other."

However, as the distribution work continued, Chen Jia gradually noticed something was wrong. The number of people coming to collect food was getting smaller and smaller, and many refugees looked pale and thin, hungry, and did not seem to have received enough food. She was puzzled and stopped an old woman passing by and asked, "Grandma, do you know if there are any other places nearby that have not received food?"

The old woman sighed and said, "Girl, we don't know either. We only heard that some villages have no food at all, and we don't know what's going on."

Chen Jia's heart sank, and a bad feeling came over her. She decided to go to the nearby village to investigate.

Walking into a small village called Licun, Chen Jia was deeply saddened by the scene before her. The children were so hungry that their skin and bones were visible, and they sat in the corner with dull eyes. The adults were full of sorrow and listless. Chen Jia stopped an uncle and asked, "Uncle, why didn't you get any food?"

The uncle shook his head helplessly: "Girl, we don't know either. We only heard that the grain was managed by the wives of officials, but it was never distributed to us."

Chen Jia was furious. She knew that in this year of famine, food was the lifeblood of the people. It was insane that these wives of officials dared to embezzle food. She suppressed her anger, comforted the villagers, and hurried back to the camp to discuss countermeasures with Chen Jue.

After returning to the camp, Chen Jia walked straight to Chen Jue's tent. Chen Jue was checking the blueprints for flood control at this time. When he saw Chen Jia walk in with a bad face, he quickly stood up and asked, "Sister, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Chen Jia told Chen Jue everything he had seen and heard in Li Village, with sparks of anger flashing in his eyes: "Xiao Jue, these officials are so abominable. The people are struggling on the brink of life and death, but they are embezzling food. They must be taught a lesson."

After hearing this, Chen Jue's face turned gloomy. He clenched his fists and said, "Don't worry, sister. If this is true, I will not let you off easily. But we still need evidence. We can't convict you based on rumors from the villagers alone."

Chen Jia pondered for a moment and said, "I have an idea. These wives of officials love to attend various banquets and pay attention to the pomp and circumstance. We might as well set up a trap and announce to the public that we are holding a grand thank-you banquet and invite all the wives of officials to attend. At the banquet, we can deliberately arrange some topics about food distribution to lure them in."

Chen Jue's eyes lit up: "Sister, this is a great idea. However, we still need to find a few smart people to secretly observe and record their words and actions."

So Chen Jue and Chen Jia began to prepare for the thank-you banquet. They chose a spacious venue and decorated it magnificently and solemnly. Invitations were quickly sent to the wives of officials.

After receiving the invitation, the wives of officials were very excited and dressed up carefully, ready to show off their wealth and status at the banquet.

On the day of the banquet, the wives of officials dressed in silk and satin, wearing gold and silver jewelry on their heads, walked into the venue with pride. Chen Jia stood at the door and greeted them with a smile: "Ladies, it is a great honor to have you here today. Please come in."

As the wives of officials walked into the meeting place, they compared themselves with each other: "Oh, isn't this Madam Zhang? Your clothes are really beautiful today." "Humph, Madam Wang's jewelry is more exquisite."

After everyone took their seats, Chen Jue stood up and raised his glass to make a speech: "Ladies, the Yellow River flooded this time, thanks to your support in the rear, and the food distribution has also troubled you. Today's banquet is held to thank you, and secondly, I want to understand the situation of food distribution and see if there are any shortcomings."

When the wives of the officials heard this, some of them looked panicked, but soon they pretended to be calm. One of the wives, Mrs. Li, smiled and said, "Sir Chen, we have done our best to distribute the grain. It's just that some places are blocked by roads, so it's really difficult to deliver."

Other wives of officials also echoed: "Yes, yes. And there are too many victims, and there is not enough food."

Chen Jia said calmly, "Oh? But I heard that some villages have no food at all. What's going on?"

At this time, a Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but say, "Hmph, what do those villagers know? There is naturally an order of priority for the distribution of food. We have to take care of our own people first." As soon as she said this, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The other wives of officials winked at her, and Mrs. Zhao realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly shut up.

Chen Jue's face darkened: "Madam Zhao, what do you mean by this? Is there any way to embezzle this grain?"

Madam Zhao stammered, "Sir, I...I don't mean that. I mean, maybe the people below didn't do their job well and delayed some time."

Chen Jue ignored her and turned to the attendant beside him and said, "Go, call the official in charge of grain distribution to me."

After a while, an official named Mr. Qian hurried in. As soon as he entered the meeting place, he felt the tense atmosphere and felt uneasy.

Chen Jue looked at him coldly: "Master Qian, you are in charge of food distribution, why do some villages still have no food?"

Lord Qian knelt down with a plop and said, "Sir, I am innocent. This is all because the people below me didn't do their job well. I'm already urging them to do it."

Chen Jia stepped forward and said softly, "Master Qian, please don't lie. We will investigate the whereabouts of the grain. If we find out, you will be held accountable."

Cold sweat broke out on Lord Qian's forehead, but he still refused to admit it: "Madam, I am really wronged."

Chen Jue stood up and said, "In that case, we have no choice but to check the accounts. Bring me the accounts of grain distribution. I want to check them one by one."

When Mr. Qian heard that the accounts were to be checked, his face turned pale. He knew that once the accounts were checked, his crimes would be exposed.

At this moment, a servant who had been observing nearby stepped forward and whispered in Chen Jue's ear, "Sir, we found some suspicious letters in Sir Qian's study, which seem to be related to the embezzlement of grain."

Chen Jue took the letter, quickly glanced through it, and his face became even gloomier: "Master Qian, what else do you have to say?"

When Lord Qian saw the letter, he knew the situation was hopeless and he collapsed on the ground. "Lord, I know I was wrong. I was greedy for a moment and colluded with those wives of officials to embezzle the grain. Please have mercy on me, Lord."

Chen Jue said angrily: "As a court official, you should benefit the people, but you did such a bad thing in this year of famine. Do you know how many people's lives depend on this grain?"

Chen Jia said, "Xiao Jue, the most urgent task is to recover the embezzled grain and distribute it to the victims. Then we should severely punish these corrupt officials and their wives."

Chen Jue nodded: "Sister is right. Come here, arrest Lord Qian and all these wives. Recover the food and distribute it immediately to the affected villages."

As corrupt officials and their wives were detained, the embezzled grain was gradually recovered and distributed to the refugees. When other refugees heard the news, they cheered.

"Finally there is food. We are saved."

"Thanks to Lord Chen and Miss Chen, otherwise we would have starved to death."

Chen Jue looked at the happy smiles on the faces of the refugees after they received the food, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided. He said to Chen Jia: "Sister, this time it's all thanks to you. If you hadn't discovered the problem, reminded me in time, and come up with such a good solution, I really don't know what to do."

Chen Jia smiled and said, "Xiao Jue, this is the result of our joint efforts. In the face of this disaster, we must not let these corrupt officials go unpunished and harm the interests of the people."

After this incident, the food distribution in the flooded area of ​​the Yellow River was carried out smoothly, and the lives of the refugees gradually stabilized. Chen Jue and Chen Jia became more prestigious in the hearts of the people, and their names became symbols of justice and hope, and were praised by people in this disaster-stricken land, inspiring everyone to work together to rebuild their homes and welcome a new life.