Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

Originally, Song Shiwei planned to take Feng Ru back, but then he thought that he had already sent a message to Zhang Wu, and Feng Ru was still in a coma, so it would be inconvenient to move him, so he agreed with what Zhou Huai said.

Song Shiwei stayed by Feng Ru's side all the time while she was comatose. Zhou Huai had someone bring her some miscellaneous notes and official cases. He gave her the miscellaneous notes and then took the official case to the table to deal with them.

There was the sound of rain outside, and the room was peaceful and comfortable.

Feng Ru slept for nearly two hours before waking up. During the time, Zhang Wu Huang Ying had come once. Seeing that the little girl was still sleeping, he felt it was not good to keep her at home for long, so he simply went home and waited. When Feng Ru woke up, it was already dark outside the house.

The little girl was lying on her side on the bed with a pale face. When she opened her eyes, she saw a person sitting right in front of her. The candle illuminated the person's face, reflecting a dim halo. The light was so gentle and peaceful.

Song Shiwei noticed the burning gaze and turned his head to look at the low couch: "Awake, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Feng Ru blinked, then realized that she was not dreaming. She struggled to stand up and looked at her eagerly: "Sister Song, where are we?"

Song Shiwei slowly walked to the front of the couch and looked down at her: "This is the Zhou Mansion. I was able to find you thanks to the eldest son of the Zhou family. When you get better, remember to thank him."

"Yeah, Ru'er is fine now. Sister Song, when are we going back? I want to go home."

Facing those eyes full of admiration and innocence, Song Shiwei pursed his lips and said softly, "Then go back."

Zhou Huai was no longer in the house at this time. The one waiting outside was Zhou's servant. Song Shiwei took Feng Ru out, said something to the servant and left.

As soon as the two of them left, Zhou Huai received the news and chased after them, only to see a figure in green floating out from the carriage.

Zhou Huai stood at the door and watched the carriage go away.

Li An happened to be returning from his work at this time. He saw his son standing at the door with a puzzled expression. He unconsciously followed his gaze, but saw only empty streets.

Li An came up to Zhou Huai and bowed with his fists clasped: "Sir, what are you looking at?"

Zhou Huai's thoughts were disturbed, and he frowned slightly: "Shi Wei just left."

"Ah? Miss Song came to the mansion today? Did you give her the miscellaneous notes that you had worked so hard to find?"

Zhou Huai glanced at him lightly, with a look of suspicion in his eyes.

Li An's heart trembled. He bit his cheek and hurried to catch up. As he walked, he took out the letter from his pocket: "Sir, this is a letter from the general."

Zhou Huai took the letter, pinched it with his thumb and slid it in circles. After a while, he stopped and turned to look at Li An: "Li An, do you think there is really someone in this world who can transcend everything and want nothing?"

Li An suddenly had an idea, and thought that the young master was talking about Miss Song, so he immediately said, "I think there might be someone like Miss Song."

The two walked into the study room one after the other. Zhou Huai sat down with a gloomy expression, looking out the window: "She has what others don't have, and she doesn't ask for what everyone else is chasing after, so she doesn't need to fight for anything, and naturally she won't take it to heart, and she acts casually as she pleases."

Even though the clouds and mist pass by, the breeze remains pure.

Listening to the young master's words that seemed like emotion, although Li An was confused, he also knew that the young master didn't need him to agree with anything, so he remained silent, wondering if something happened when Miss Song came today that made the young master like this.

Song Shiwei, who was always on Zhou Huai's lips, had already brought Feng Ru back home. He was untying the gauze wrapped around her head and washing and bandaging it with the best medicine in the space.

After Song Shiwei went out, he bumped into Zhang Wu who was waiting outside the door.

Zhang Wu looked around the room with deep worry in his eyes: "Master, how is Ru'er?"

"It's nothing serious, I just hit my head and I think it will hurt for a while. Oh, by the way, remember to boil the medicine bag I brought back from the Zhou family for her."

"I understand, Master, don't worry. You've been tired all day, why don't you take a rest early? Boil some hot water on the stove, and I'll get some water for you to wash up."

Song Shiwei responded with an "ok" and walked towards the room with his neck tilted.

Zhang Wu knew that Song Shiwei liked to take a bath when he was tired, so he filled the two pots of hot water on the stove, carried the hot water into Song Shiwei's room and poured it into the bathtub.

"Master, please go to bed early after taking a shower. Call me if you need anything."

"You've worked hard today, go to bed early, I'm fine now."

Zhang Wu agreed to leave, keeping his head lowered the whole time.

Lying in the bathtub, Song Shi lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the gently flowing water, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

The next day, Song Shiwei got up early. When Zhang Wu walked into the hall, he put down his teacup and said slowly, "Take some time to go to the east of the city and see if there are any homeless children."

Zhang Wu looked up at her, his eyes full of doubt: "Master, do you have any rules? As far as I know, there is a dilapidated house in the east of the city, and there are many orphans in it, most of them are children around seven or eight years old."

Seeing Song Shiwei looking at him, Zhang Wu explained, "Yesterday, when I was looking for Ru'er, I happened to pass by that abandoned house and asked them about Ru'er. So I learned that those children were begging since they were young, so they were quite smart and could read people's expressions very well."

"After what happened with Feng Ru yesterday, I felt that it was too limited for just a few of us. Since there are many children over there, you can take some time to go over and take a look, select a few of the smartest ones and train them. If there are any problems in the city in the future, we won't have to go to Li An to get information."

Zhang Wu nodded: "I will look for it carefully."

"Once you find it, you don't have to bring it here. You can just buy a house in the east of the city and settle it there."

"Yes."

Zhang Wu was very excited after being given the new task. He was thinking about how to choose people. It was rare for his master to arrange such a task for him, so he must choose carefully. Those who had impure intentions and were cunning and treacherous must not be accepted. As he thought about it, he became more and more restless. He told Huang Ying that he would not come back, and after lunch, he put on his raincoat and went out.

During the flood in the east of the city, most houses were collapsed. After the flood stopped, the prefect of Zhending arranged for people to repair the east of the city. This area was inhabited by poor people, including many orphans who were displaced and whose families had been broken up.

Those houses that have been uninhabited or abandoned for many years have become homes for orphans. They beg on the streets during the day and rest in the dilapidated houses at night. These people live here together for warmth. When they grow older, they leave here to find a way to make a living. Therefore, the people living in the dilapidated houses are almost all young children who cannot find a job.

It was raining heavily and the streets were sparsely populated. Zhang Wu soon arrived at the east of the city on horseback. He went along the winding alleys and came to a dilapidated house. As soon as the horse stopped, he heard a noisy sound inside.

He tied the carriage to the tree nearby, jumped over the wall, and easily climbed onto the courtyard wall.

There was a big tree with lush branches and leaves in the dilapidated courtyard. When Zhang Wu saw it, he quickly jumped onto the tree. The dense branches and leaves covered his entire body, and he could not be seen from outside.

Zhang Wu leaned against the tree trunk and quietly observed the situation in the dilapidated house.

Several houses in the courtyard were in ruins, only the main room was the most spacious with tiles still intact. More than a dozen children were staying inside, making it convenient for Zhang Wu to observe them one by one.