The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

Only three days after the disaster relief team set out from Jingzhou, Song and Bai noticed something was wrong in the team.

"When I went to relieve myself, I heard someone in the team was planning something."

Dou Xiaomei: "How to plan?"

Song Bai shook his head: "I didn't hear the specific details clearly. The general situation is that someone wants to cause trouble and then come to rescue my grandfather when he is in danger."

They were not the only ones following the relief team south. Once the team stopped to rest, the men and women would relieve themselves in two places.

He didn't want to listen to people in the corner, but unexpectedly heard his grandfather's name from those people.

In the past few days, he had already found out clearly that the official in the purple official robe was the current Grand Master Fang Zhiyuan.

It was also his maternal ancestor-Fang Zhiyuan.

Those people were planning things in low voices. They probably didn't expect that someone with unusually sharp ears could still hear their words even though they were far away.

Seeing Song Bai looking so sad, Dou Xiaomei said, "Do you want to tell me something about my grandfather?"

Song Bai nodded: "Of course we want it, but we still haven't found a suitable opportunity to approach him. I'm afraid he doesn't even know who we are."

"We have never met and have never told him that we are from the Song family. How does he know who we are?" Dou Xiaomei rolled her eyes and continued: "It's better to explain to my grandfather before those people take action. .”

At first glance, those people wanted to get a life-saving grace, so that my grandfather would be grateful.

Although I don’t know what they want, it must not be something upright. Otherwise, why would they use such despicable means to achieve their goals?

Soon, Song and Bai reached an agreement.

It was decided to talk to the victims while the team was resting, and it was revealed that they were the victims who came from Jingzhou and were currently being resettled in Lanyang, Qingzhou.

The victims chosen by the two were very close to the disaster relief teams. They talked with the victims quietly but often laughed. After a while, they attracted the attention of the disaster relief teams.

Fang Zhiyuan, who was feeling dizzy while riding in the car, opened the curtain and asked, "Are the people over there talking? Why are they smiling so cheerfully?"

"My lord, they are not talking about the book, but about ordinary things."

The soldiers guarding the carriage immediately said.

"A common thing?"

Fang Zhiyuan didn't believe it. How could the victims laugh so happily when they talked about everyday things?

Their home was destroyed by this terrible natural disaster...

But looking at the smiles on their faces, it didn't look like they were faking it, but instead they showed interest.

"I'll go and listen."

When he got off the car and approached, he saw a well-dressed man saying loudly: "More than two months ago, my family and I arrived in Lanyang, Qingzhou together. The county magistrate gave us a house. Now every household is looking for it." Work. My wife and I are also following my father-in-law’s family to continue escorting. This trip is to send a young man back to Jingzhou."

"Originally, we were a little worried about the food for this winter, but unexpectedly we met the disaster relief team! We also heard the great news about the disaster relief food!"

"Yes, yes, I cried with joy when I heard the news! I knew it was impossible for the Holy One to ignore us. It must have been because the three kings rebelled and delayed the time!"

"You had better run a few months earlier. Those of us who left late didn't even have saliva on the road. We relied on the leaves and roots of the trees to survive!"

"Will the county magistrate in each place allocate houses to us? If there is really no place to go, I don't want to go to relatives..."

Fang Zhiyuan said: "Yes, of course I will!"

"When all the disaster victims go to the county you want to go to, the magistrate of that county will assign you a place to live. Although those houses are definitely not as good as others, you still have a home."

Everyone turned around and saw that it was the official wearing purple official robes!

Suddenly he knelt down and shouted: "Greetings, sir!"

Fang Zhiyuan helped up an old man at the front and said to everyone kneeling, "You don't have to be so polite."

The people kneeling behind them buried their heads and looked around, but no one dared to stand up first.

But this adult has said that there is no need to be so polite. If they don't get up, will they annoy him?

But if you stand up, it will look a bit ungrateful, right?I heard that these officials value these things the most. If someone doesn’t know etiquette, they might even chop off someone’s head for fun!

Song Bai and his wife in the middle of the crowd looked at each other and stood up.

When the others saw someone getting up, the adult was not angry, so they got up too.

Fang Zhiyuan looked at Song and Bai with burning eyes: "You said you came from Jingzhou just now? Are you now resettled in Lanyang County, Qingzhou?"

Song Bai nodded: "Yes, sir."

He specifically said this, and he would definitely not deny it.

Otherwise, how could I attract my grandfather’s attention?

"You and your wife came from Jingzhou, why didn't you settle in Jingzhou? Instead, you went to Qingzhou? Is it possible that your Yue family is from Qingzhou?"

Fang Zhiyuan listened just now. This little brother followed his father-in-law's family from Qingzhou to Jingzhou to see him off.

Although he felt that this little brother gave him a sense of intimacy, it was not that he had not even thought about it...

But things are fickle, and it would be embarrassing if it didn't happen.

"Your Majesty, my father-in-law's family is not from Qingzhou, they are also from Jingzhou. The reason why our family members went to Qingzhou together is because my brother-in-law is very knowledgeable and got a good name. He is now the county magistrate in Lanyang, Qingzhou."

At the end, Song Bai also looked at Fang Zhiyuan with shining eyes.

The light in his eyes dazzled Fang Zhiyuan's eyes.

Magistrate of Lanyang County?

Fang Zhiyuan immediately understood that this guy was his grandson!

And if nothing else, this person should know his identity.

No wonder I feel a sense of intimacy with him...

It turned out to be Peilan's child...

He withdrew his gaze, looked at the other victims whose expressions suddenly changed after hearing this, and then looked at his precious grandson and said: "Oh? What about the house that your brother-in-law, the county magistrate, gave you? Is there any partiality? Give it to others. If the house is not allocated well, can I give you a better one?"

"There is no partiality."

Song Baidao: "According to the county magistrate, the village chiefs in each village reported empty houses, and those uninhabited houses can be used as resettlement houses. The houses assigned to us are also old houses of the villagers, and they need to be repaired before we can live in them. .”

"Although the house is somewhat damaged, life is much better now than it was along the way. As long as we put in the effort, we can always have enough food and clothing."

These words made the victims who had changed their expressions just now nodded in agreement.

Didn't they just want to live a good life by not staying in their place that is now uninhabitable?

Even if they don't have relatives like the county magistrate, as long as they have a roof to shelter them from the rain and someone who is willing to accept them and not treat them like bandits, are they still afraid that they will not be able to survive?

If you work so hard to live, don’t you just want to have a family?