The eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

Li Yanqi went out early and finalized the expansion of the patrol camp. He had no shortage of manpower, so he led a group of soldiers and worked busily to re-plan the barracks.

Lin Yanyu still went to the relief hall to collect refugees.

The three-day porridge distribution has ended. She thought that there would be fewer refugees than before, but she didn't expect that the number of people joining the patrol camp would be even greater than yesterday.

In just one morning, nearly two hundred people were recorded in the red envelope.

Lin Yanyu's fingers holding the brush were slightly stiff, and her shoulders and neck were a little sore. She moved her neck uncomfortably.

At this time, a young man with short eyebrows and small eyes came to the line. He was holding a broken bowl covered with dirt and staring at Lin Yanyu's fair cheek in a daze.

Without even raising her head, Lin Yanyu asked in a routine manner: "Name, place of origin, can I join the patrol camp?"

The man stared with his eyes wide open and forgot to answer for a moment.

Lin Yanyu didn't hear a response, so she frowned slightly, looked up and repeated it again.

The man came back to his senses. He stretched his head to look behind Lin Yanyu and said with a flattering smile: "My name is Yang Dahu, from Maozhou. I heard that someone in Yunlong County is giving out porridge. Eh? Where's the porridge?"

Lin Yanyu glanced at the broken bowl in the man's hand and said, "The porridge distribution time is the fifth, sixth, seventh and third day of the first lunar month. Today is the eighth day. You are late. Do you want to register as a temporary resident or join the patrol camp?"

She picked up the brush and waited for the man to reply.

"Aren't you guys lying?! I rushed here from another county and you said I was late, so I am late?"

The man's eyes narrowed and his voice was extremely loud.

Lin Yanyu didn't raise her head, her eyebrows pressed down her dark eyes, and she said in a voice without any fluctuation: "We are recruiting soldiers for the Yunlong County Patrol Battalion and the Internal Affairs Department. Food and accommodation are provided, and there is a monthly salary..."

"I'm here to eat! Not to join your crappy patrol camp! I want to eat! I want to eat!"

The man shouted, then turned to face the people in line and shouted, "Everyone come and take a look! You, the Yunlong County lieutenant and his wife, are just fake liars! They said they were giving out porridge! I walked all day to get here, and they told me there was no porridge! If this isn't a liar, what is this?"

Lin Yanyu ran out of patience, put down the brush, and looked at him coldly: "When the yamen runners notified us, they clearly said that porridge will be distributed on the fifth, sixth, and seventh days of the Lunar New Year. You got the wrong information, are you going to blame us? Please leave immediately and let the people behind you come forward, don't waste everyone's time."

The man didn't get any food, and when he saw that Lin Yanyu was actually driving him away, he became even angrier.

Seeing that there was only a big man behind Lin Yanyu and no one else, he relied on his kung fu skills and raised the broken bowl in his hand, wanting to smash it on the table to scare Lin Yanyu.

The crowd was frightened by his action and there was a cry of surprise.

It's too late to say.

Chen Ermu smashed the broken bowl with one punch, took a quick step forward, grabbed the man who was causing trouble by the collar, and threw him out of the team as lightly as throwing away garbage.

"Big brother said, no one is allowed to touch... a hair of my sister-in-law."

Chen Ermu stood in front of the desk with his hands on his hips, his body as strong as an iron tower.

Lin Yanyu frowned, pursed her lips, stood up, walked in front of Chen Ermu, and faced everyone.

She bowed her head and adjusted her sleeves. She looked up with cold eyes, bowed to the crowd and said, "Fellow villagers, please allow me to report that my husband is only a small county lieutenant. My husband and I are weak and not a wealthy family. The patrol camp was established by my husband. Our original intention was very simple... to provide a place for the displaced people to stay."

Lin Yanyu paused and continued.

"The world is in a difficult situation now, and everyone is in danger. Your local government should not be able to operate normally, right? Otherwise, you would not have fled all the way to Yunlong County. Now our Yunlong County Patrol Battalion is willing to give you such a choice. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to join. However, if you don't want to do anything and still want to eat for free, then you are dreaming. After all, we are not your parents, nor are we your ancestors."

Lin Yanyu's voice was not loud, but every word she spoke was sonorous.

When she said this, no one in the crowd spoke, only the man who was thrown out groaned in pain as he lay on the ground.

He cried out "Ouch, ouch," but no one sympathized with him.

On the contrary, everyone looked at him with contempt and disdain.

There were whispers of conversation coming from the crowd.

"The county lieutenant's wife gave us a place to live, and this jerk actually dared to slander her."

"Bah, shameless!"

"I don't know which county this is from. It's really bringing shame to their county."

……

Lin Yanyu glanced at the man lying on the ground, her voice steady: "We in Yunlong County do not welcome lazy people like you who eat for free and act so confidently, Ermu..."

Lin Yanyu turned her head to look in the direction of Chen Ermu and said, "Take this man to your eldest brother and tell him that I said so. Expel him from Yunlong County and never allow him to set foot in it again."

The crowd was suddenly silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Lin Yanyu acted as if nothing had happened. She flicked her sleeves and sat back at the light brown desk, pressing down the notebook and picking up the brush.

"next."

"Zhuang Xingbai, from Yunlong County."

Li Yanyu paused holding the brush, raised her curled eyelashes, and looked at the man in front of the desk with some surprise.

He was wearing a clean, starched linen shirt, had a handsome appearance, and his hair was neatly combed. He bowed to her politely.

Lin Yanyu put down the brush and asked, "Are you from Yunlong County?"

Zhuang Xingbai: "Yes, I am from Yangshu Village, Yunlong Town, Yunlong County. I want to join the patrol battalion."

Lin Yanyu spent four days in the relief center, and all she came into contact with were ragged refugees. This was the first time that a local young man had come to visit her...

"Can I ask why you want to join the patrol?"

"I have passed the county exam and was planning to take the college exam next year, but..."

Zhuang Xingbai smiled bitterly and shook his head. "My grandparents passed away, and all the family property was sold to deal with their funeral affairs. I am now penniless and have no ties. I heard that the patrol camp organized by Li Xianwei was recruiting people. I know a little about paperwork and abacus, so I came here to recommend myself."

Lin Yanyu's dark eyes suddenly lit up.

Indeed, with the gradual expansion of the patrol camp, the Internal Affairs Department was indeed in need of a clerk who could perform abacus.

She stood up and stepped aside with some tentativeness, pointing to the seat behind the chopping board and saying, "You sit here and take my place. The red seal is for the patrol camp, and the white seal is for the temporary residents."

Zhuang Xinbai was stunned for a moment, then nodded decisively: "Okay."

Lin Yanyu was released, and she stretched her stiff body in the open space next to her.

After feeling less uncomfortable, he stood next to Zhuang Xingbai to review the results.

Zhuang Xingbai stood straight, held the pen properly, the words he wrote on the paper were extremely beautiful, and the data he recorded was also very organized.

Lin Yanyu's eyes lit up when she saw it, and she couldn't help but smile in appreciation: "Your handwriting is very beautiful, did you practice it specially?"

A blush floated across Zhuang Xinbai's face, revealing a shy smile: "Madam County Lieutenant, thank you for your compliment. Your hairpin-flowered small regular script is the best. My handwriting is just OK."

Lin Yanyu didn't expect that the person who dared to recommend himself would blush after being praised, and she couldn't help but find it funny.

She covered her lips and laughed twice.

"Know!"

Lin Yanyu suddenly looked up and saw Li Yanqi, wearing a black martial arts robe, standing under a dead tree on the side of the road.

With the light behind him, he strode towards her on the bluestone bricks stained with warm yellow and gold...

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