At this time, among the crowd, there was a graceful and beautiful girl in red clothes, quite eye-catching.

She is very beautiful and has a warm smile on her face.

Under the illumination of the rising sun, she was as vast as a fairy.

"Thank you girl!"

"Thank you girl!"

The little girl set up a small tent here, and I don’t know where I bought the food in the tent.

She was cooking porridge and was donating porridge to the refugees.

Next to her, there was an old man who looked quite fairy-like, treating sick refugees.

He was not a Taoist priest, he did not wear Taoist robes, but he was very particular and meticulous.

I don’t know how many pots of porridge I made, but the girl in the red dress looked at the back and said to the old man: “Grandpa, you’re almost out of food again!”

The old man took out some silver notes from his sleeve and said, "Go and ask the shopkeepers in the city to deliver them."

"Um!"
Chapter completed!