Mind Reading: Help! Princess, your father is too difficult to seduce

Jiang Fu and Zhao Wanjun led a carriage of steamed buns to the refugee camp.

The Duke's Mansion lives in the center of the city, close to the palace.

The refugee camp was on the edge of the city, and the carriage took an hour from the Duke's Mansion to the refugee camp.

When we arrived, the sun in the sky had become scorching, the temperature had begun to rise, and the smell of the refugee camp was really unpleasant.

Jiang Fu prepared veils in advance for herself and Zhao Wanjun to wear.

If hygiene is not done properly, bacteria will easily breed. If there are too many bacteria, people will easily get sick.

Although the government officials have also taken this into consideration and will regularly disinfect the environment in the refugee camps, there are too many people...

So it’s better to be careful.

The two of them brought steamed buns with them. When the maid arrived, the officials had not yet cleared the pot.

Someone led them to where the food was distributed.

Then he called on those people to come over and get the steamed buns.

The people who fled to the refugee camp were all very miserable. They were all sallow and thin. They lined up to receive steamed buns under the scorching sun. Although there were many people, there was no noise because they were speechless.

On such a hot day, apart from the three steamed buns distributed by the nobles, the only thing they had was the porridge distributed by the government.

As for water?

There is none.

The only thing that can be used to quench thirst is those three bowls of porridge that won't be poured over even with chopsticks inserted.

At this time, everyone prefers the porridge to be thinner.

The porridge is thinner and has more water, otherwise it will be difficult to swallow even if there is food on such a hot day.

But I dare not refuse the steamed buns.

After receiving it, even if you can't eat it, you can still save the steamed buns.

Wait until noon when the steamed buns are the hottest and dry them in the sun. Once they are dry, you can keep them for a few more days. Then continue to dry them every day. At least there will be no mold spots.

No one knows when this refugee camp will be demolished, and they will be driven away at that time.

After the flood has dissipated, we have to go home.

On the way back, no one wanted to eat wild vegetables to fill their stomachs.

Everyone who ate it became edematous.

What's more, it's impossible not to eat. A normal adult only has a bowl of white porridge for one meal, how can he be full? It’s just that if you don’t have it, you won’t eat it.

With that, everyone wants to feel full.

Although there is no water, it is difficult to swallow just eating steamed buns with mixed noodles, but wild vegetables are much easier to swallow than weeds on the roadside, and at least they will not cause edema.

Everyone who came to receive the steamed buns had dry lips.

His mouth was wrinkled, looking dehydrated...

When Jiang Fu handed someone a steamed bun, she couldn't help but ask, "How many times do you drink water every day?"

There were officers and soldiers guarding him, and the man didn't dare to say anything. He just shook his head quickly, then took the steamed buns and left.

Jiang Fu wanted to ask but had no chance.

With her eyebrows furrowed, Jiang Fu thought about what the man meant by shaking his head. Was it because he had no water to drink?

Jiang Fu didn't dare to think about it.

How can we do without drinking water on such a hot day?

And their dry and wrinkled lips looked like they hadn't drunk any water.

No water to drink...

Jiang Fu looked around, whose idea was it?

But she didn't act rashly, and continued to give out steamed buns, just waiting for Zhao Yuan to come and ask him.

In such a large refugee camp, if water is not provided, she should have her own considerations. She should ask clearly so that she can act properly instead of acting rashly.

Zhao Yuan asked Mo Qi to tell her that if he went to court to find her, then he would definitely come.

Sure enough, as soon as the steamed buns were distributed, Zhao Yuan came.

When Zhao Yuan came, Jiang Fu and Zhao Wanjun were sitting in the carriage to rest.

There were ice cubes and aromatherapy in the carriage. Compared with the situation outside, it was like heaven and earth.

After Zhao Yuan arrived, Zhao Wanjun went to another carriage.

There were only two people in the carriage, so Zhao Yuan naturally started to help Jiang Fuli smooth the fine hair on her temples, "Are you tired?" Zhao Yuan asked warmly.

Jiang Fu shook her head.

Jiang Fu leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Master Guo, don't they provide water in the refugee camp?"

"I saw that those people all looked like they were short of water."

Zhao Yuan nodded.

"Well, we don't provide water, because an imperial doctor said that the victims who fled are all weak, and some even have bloated bodies. They need to be carefully nourished and recuperated. You can't drink raw water. It's best to drink water. Drink it after boiling it, otherwise you will easily get sick."

"But here we can only provide one mouthful of food, not feeding."

"No one will bother boiling water for them to eat anymore."

"To prevent people from crowding together and causing another epidemic, we simply don't provide water."

When Zhao Yuan said this, he gently moved the finger on his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "Also, if you drink water, you will have more bowel movements, and then the environment will be even worse."

"All we can do here is to save their lives." Zhao Yuan said, his voice unconsciously filled with helplessness.

He naturally knew why Jiang Fu asked this, and officials like them were not blind to such questions.

I just saw it. To protect the majority of people, this is the only way.

Zhao Yuan rubbed Jiang Fu's hand, but there was one thing he didn't tell Jiang Fu: Don't be an official if you are soft-hearted.

As a parent, you have to consider all the people, not just the pitiful few.

If your kindness is too strong, it is best to resign and go home to avoid harming others and yourself.

Zhao Yuan thought of this and took the person into his arms.

After these days of getting along, Zhao Yuan has understood that Jiang Fu looks slow, but is actually transparent on the inside.

For example, right now, she asked him clearly if the victims had no water to drink and said that they all looked dehydrated. Asking this showed that she felt pity for the victims who had no water to drink.

But in this case, after listening to him analyze the pros and cons, she didn't say anything anymore, which already made the problem clear.

Holding Jiang Fu in his arms, Zhao Yuan spoke again, "Situations like this have happened before. Although everyone was a little bit breathless, they basically survived, and many of them gained weight."

Of course, living well is more important than living comfortably.

So Jiang Fu also hugged Zhao Yuan's waist tightly and nodded "Yes".

Zhao Yuan and Jiang Fu had lunch on the carriage and then returned to the Yamen.

After Jiang Fu helped distribute the afternoon steamed buns, she also took a carriage back to the Duke's Mansion.

It was night, and thunder roared.

Jiang Fu had just wrung out her hair and was about to go to bed when she was startled by the "bang" of thunder.

The thunder was rumbling, and Jiang Fu didn't bother to climb onto the bed. She pulled on her shoes and went to see her son next door.

Zhao Yuan just came out of the bathroom and saw that she was about to go out in her underwear. He quickly took a coat from the hanger, followed quickly and put it on her shoulders, "Going to see Brother Lin?"

Jiang Fu nodded, "Well, the thunder is so loud, I'm afraid it will scare him."

"This is the first time this summer that I have heard such loud thunder."

Mrs. Jiang had already walked outside and stood on the porch. The sky began to crackle with raindrops on the ground. The land that had been scorched all day during the day would be thrown up into bursts of dust, and there would be a hint of dust hidden in the picture. Heat wave.