"I came a few days earlier than you guys, and I've been here for a while."
As Umi explained to us, he tried his best to pull up the victims who fell on the ground:
"Don't sleep! You'll be frozen if you sleep! Move your body, stand up, and walk! Go to the leeward place and move more! Go to sleep, wait for the sun to come out, and then have a good sleep!"
Some of the victims were already frozen, their bodies were icy cold, and they breathed out more than they took in. Umi rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his hands and rubbed the acupuncture points all over their bodies vigorously, until their stiff limbs gradually regained consciousness and they were able to get up from the ground.
I have observed that Umi should not have practiced martial arts. Although he grew up in the fields and has good physical fitness, he is only better than ordinary people. It didn't take long for his forehead to be covered with beads of sweat, but he still repeated the same thing, clapping his hands while walking in the wind and snow, urging everyone to get up from the icy ground, and to save as many helpless people as possible. A person who climbs up by his own strength.
Bai Huang turned her head and said to Heji:
"You go and help."
Heji frowned slightly, but still complied. But for the sake of Bai Huang's safety, he refused to go too far, and always rescued people near Bai Huang. Alaiya looked normal, I was silent for a while, and said:
"Alaya, you can help too."
Alaya nodded.
Umi bowed to us and said:
"Thank you both."
Bai Huang shook his head, saw a woman lying on the ground, and wanted to follow Umi's example to help her up. The woman didn't respond at all, so Bai Huang started rubbing the acupuncture points for her, but no matter how hard she pressed, the woman didn't respond. Baihuang was wondering when he heard Umi say:
"Miss Bai Huang, that woman can no longer wake up."
Bai Huang's body trembled, and his hands were loosened, and the woman fell back to the ground.
I stood next to Umi and said:
"The dead and the living must be separated anyway. If they die at this rate, sooner or later a plague will break out."
Umi nodded and said with emotion:
"That's right. Brother Lide is right. Thanks to the fact that it's winter now, if it's midsummer, the corpses will start to stink overnight. If no one cares about it, the plague will soon spread, and then there will be no one." They died one by one, but one by one. It’s better in winter, but we can’t just leave it alone. I’ll see if I can call in a guard to clean up the corpses.”
I took the opportunity to ask:
"Referring to the guard? Umi, what position do you hold in the capital?"
Umi laughed, didn't look at me, but looked at the victims in the distance, and said in a low voice:
"No power, no power, just a petty official. Even disaster relief has to be discussed with them."
Bai Huang patted Umi's shoulder and said:
"Don't be afraid, you are a good person, you will be promoted sooner or later."
I smiled in my heart.
The good guy is real, but it's hard to say whether he can move up or not.
Umi didn't mind, and said a few simple words to Bai Huang. Bai Huang is also straightforward, and she simply and clearly stated that when I go to the capital, I will definitely cover you. If you can't cover me, you can go to Yunhai with me. Umi politely declined, saying that he still had things to do in the capital and had to accompany the 300,000 disaster victims through the winter.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance:
"It's porridge!!"
Umi immediately stopped talking and greeted everyone:
"Don't grab it! Line up! Everyone, don't grab it, everyone has it, and I'll make them reheat when it's cold! Everyone has the same amount, no need to grab it, line up!"
The victims were also convinced by him that the possible stampede did not happen.
I speculate that Umi has been helping the victims during this time, coupled with his official status, these victims have convinced him. His words are now second only to the king's order, allowing the originally disorderly and chaotic disaster victims to stabilize. Just like now, although the queue is very irregular, and there are occasional requests to jump in the queue, it is much better than the scene where everyone rushes forward. Umi shouted hoarsely, coughed for a while, borrowed a bowl from an old man who had finished his porridge, and queued at the back of the line.
I don't know how many soup kitchens there are, but there are about five or six hundred people queuing up here. The speed of distributing porridge is not slow. Each person carries a broken bowl, and the person who distributes the porridge holds a large spoon in his hand. Each person has a large spoonful of porridge. Some bowls can be filled, and some bowls can only fill half a bowl. But the principle is "to make up for the excess without making up for the excess": Some bowls are too small to hold a spoonful of porridge, so fill the bowl and pour back the remaining porridge in the spoon, which is also counted as one serving; It's too big to hold two spoonfuls of porridge, but the porridge giver won't give too much.
After Wumi got the porridge, she found a place to drink alone.
Bai Huang looked over curiously, and immediately said angrily:
"Where is this porridge? Even the water for washing the pot is flattering it, the water for washing the pot at my aunt's house is thicker than this! Hey, you, add some rice to the porridge! I want to see how it can be cooked like this !"
As he spoke, Bai Huang lifted the collar of the gruel man and looked at him coldly.
The people in the queue behind suddenly panicked.
The person who gave the porridge didn't know what Bai Huang's identity was, but seeing that her clothes were worth thousands of dollars, he naturally didn't dare to offend her easily, so he softened his words and said:
"Why do adults make things difficult for the little ones? We have already cooked all the rice and noodles that have been handed out. If you add more, you have to take them from your own home. The whole family is laughing, and they can't eat enough. Where is there rice? Take it out again..."
Bai Huang let go of his hand, and the porridge giver touched his throat and coughed, Bai Huang frowned, not knowing what to say, and finally Umi made a relief:
"Continue serving porridge."
I looked around, and everyone was holding a bowl of hot porridge, but there was basically no rice in the so-called porridge, and most of it was bran. The so-called bran is the outer skin of the millet, which is very cheap. It is often used in Yuxi City to feed the demons, but basically it is not eaten by humans. Because the nutrition is not enough, the taste is also very bad. In the "porridge" in the hands of the victims, even such bran can't be filled. The porridge is as thin as water, and you can tell that you are not full by looking at it.
But everyone is still holding it carefully, which is life-saving food for them.
What's more, when I saw me looking over, I turned around and protected the porridge in my hand, for fear that I would snatch it.
Umi finished his share and said with a wry smile:
"People's livelihood is suffering. If you don't experience it yourself, you won't know it. Your Majesty is kind. This year, we have prepared enough money for them to live and work. However, those people in the court have worked hard to distribute it to these victims. Even a bowl of hot porridge I can’t give it all, everyone just has such a little thing, not to mention it’s hard to swallow, and after drinking it, I don’t even feel full.”
He returned the bowl to the old man, stretched out his thumb to wipe the corner of his mouth, then licked off the remaining rice soup on his thumb with his tongue, and sighed:
"The way of heaven is to damage more than not enough. But the poor get poorer and the rich get richer. This is the way of man."
Neither Baihuang nor I spoke.