At the end of the day, more than a dozen bonfires were lit on the banks of the Black Goblet.Mu Qiaoling stood in an open space on the bank of the river and was greeting more than a dozen young children to return to sleep.Most of these children are only five or six years old, full of food, full of energy, everywhere to play and run.

Because the evacuation of the waterway also takes two or three days, the black ditch table was selected as one of the halfway rest points for Zhou Qingfeng's team to the port.Before the large-scale transportation began, the simple houses built here to provide transport personnel with rest and various emergency services.

Mu Qiao Ling was only fourteen, and she received two days of first aid training before the start of the waterway transportation, and stayed in the black ditch as a medical staff, becoming a seemingly insignificant but playing a huge role in the whole operation.

In the past half-month, a large number of fleets from the Hun River have entered the Liaohe River, and the number of people and materials flowing into the river has increased.Starting a day through more than a hundred rafts, this number makes Mu Qiaoling, who grew up in the countryside, is very tongue-in-cheek, but then every hour, every quarter of an hour there are rafts flowing down, and the number of rafts in traffic quickly becomes hundreds or even thousands.

It is said that just to build these rafts, more than a dozen docks have been opened in Fushun and Shenyang, and thousands of people are working non-stop.Behind this, thousands of people are providing food, transportation and so on.Mu Qiao Ling remembered a few lessons he had heard, and Xu Bing once talked about organization and management.Although they are all superficial fur, it can confirm that the current smooth logistics system is really shocking.

Accidents are inevitable during transportation, such as rafts, such as acute illness of personnel, such as children's loss.In addition to taking care of many patients with his own first aid knowledge, Mu Qiaoling is responsible for taking a group of children.In other words, she is a child herself.

"Go back to sleep, all go back to sleep."Mu Qiao Ling shouted loudly, but a bunch of children were naughty very.Their origin is very complicated, some are sheltered in the streets, some are bought and sold, and some are rescued.Most of these children were very poor in physical fitness, and the seawater seasick had to go to the shore half way to rest and give her care.

In the system of passers-by, the children's food is good.They quickly forget their sorrow and are extremely happy, and they do not have to worry about the next meal.Mu Qiaoling taught them to read and sing when they were okay, and they played all day until it was dark.

"My sister-in-law, the man came again yesterday."The guard at the black trench resting point came up and said.

Mu Qiaoxing is the wife of a tall cow, as long as the people in the Guards know.There is someone else in this rest camp.The guard will still choose to inform her.

To drive a group of children to sleep, Mu Qiaoling looked at the night outside through the camp bonfire.There was a solitary figure standing in the light of the fire.All she knew was that it was a man in a nearby village who came to the camp every day.The people of the camp occasionally gave him something to eat, but they forbade him to get too close.

"We drove him away, but he refused to go, and it was a strong kowtoow."The guard said.

“I’ll see.”Mu Tie realized that the man was also strange, but there should be no danger.She let the guards lead the way, went to the fire of the camp, and saw a ragged man.

It was dark and I couldn’t see the man’s face.But his skinny look was very prominent in the light of the fire.He saw Mu Qiao’s way before.But the guard snorted coldly, and the spear fell down outwards, stopping it from approaching.This man, he knelt on the ground, bowed his head, and held up a burden with his hands.

At this time, Mu Qiaoling saw a woman behind the man, who was also unkempt.She was dirty and thin, and had already fallen to her knees.And the man's hands raised the burden of a few extremely weak baby crying.It was a very, very small babe, and the child was as big as a kitten and extremely weak.

"Madam, please."The man knelt on the ground and finally spoke, "You can take care of so many children, it must be a good wife."Take away this child of my house, for we cannot live.”

The baby in the swaddle is probably less than a month, and the hunger has been crying.But the child is too weak, crying is not loud, slightly weak, let people worry.The kneeling man had been pleading, and the woman in the back was kowtowed.

Mu Qiao's heart could not bear it, and took the child to the next few steps.She looked at it through the light of the bonfire, and the swaddle was a rag, and the child's crumpled face had not yet opened, and there was no double in her arms.She immediately became aware in her heart that the child was too weak to live.This is very common in rural areas.

Mu Qiao Ling looked up again to find the man and woman who had sent the child, but there was no shadow in the night.She hurriedly asked the guard, who said, "They must not have kept the child alive, so they have to entrust it to her sister-in-law."

“But I...”Mu Qiao thought: I have just married and have never had a child.I don’t have a big cat, too.We have to send this child back, and we’ll give you more food.

In the midst of the agitation, the sound of the river sounded.A fleet of rafts lit with lanterns emerged from the darkness.The fleet is very large, with a hundred rafts connected.As the fleet approached the stop-point camp, a chant came from the raft: "All the people of the black trench table are gathered, this is the last fleet."Everyone gets on board and evacuates, taking all supplies and tools.”

The raft was near the trestle on the shore, and the shouter jumped ashore and strode to the middle of the camp.The person who saw it was Zhou Qingfeng.The camp manager rushed out to meet, while quickly arranging for everyone in the camp to board the raft and leave.

Mu Qiao Ling was in distress, she went to Zhou Qingfeng to tell things again, said bitterly: "Probably premature, this child is too small, I must not live."

Mu Qiaoling hoped that Zhou Qingfeng would find someone else to take care of the cat-sized child, or go to the men and women who had just left and return the children to them.Either way, she doesn’t want to take that responsibility.

But Zhou Qingfeng only looked at the wrinkled little face in the tart, and said without reason: "Since the man and woman entrusted the child to you, that is to trust you, you should take him as your own child."

"No, not yet."Mu Qiao Ling immediately shook his head, and the tears of urgency were coming out.She has no children of her own, how can she raise other people's children?But Zhou Qingfeng did not control the matter, and directly ordered: "This child fell into your hands, you can't abandon him, do what you can."

“But I really won’t raise it.”Mu Qiao thought that the child was going to starve to death, what kind of maintenance did she take?

Zhou Qingfeng was a wave of his hand, “On the raft, everyone on the raft.”We must get out of here as soon as possible and leave overnight.”

There were about a hundred people in this rest camp, and the management of the camp had long since received news, and in about a quarter of an hour all the personnel, together with all kinds of supplies, had been on the raft.The boatman who supported the raft used a few efforts, and the series of ships went on the road again and disappeared into the dark waterway.

In the rest camp, dozens of bonfires are still burning.In the darkness, it is revealed that lonely men and women who have sent their children.The woman was sobbing in a low voice, and the man patted the woman on the shoulder to comfort: "Don't cry, we don't have food to eat, maybe we will die that day."The child is born to suffer in our house, and it is a blessing to follow the gentlemen.”

The woman cried more loudly, but reluctantly followed the man into the darkness and never came out again.

On the raft fleet that had just left, Mu Qiaoling was holding a small swaddle full of sweat.The child in her arms was crying more and more weakly, and it was impossible to find out, and in a moment it might really die.She asked everywhere on the raft, hoping to find someone to help, so as to get some food for the child.And when she went to the stern of the raft queue...

“Give.”Zhou Qingfeng came out of the darkness and appeared in a glass bottle and two cans of milk powder.

Mu Qiaoling smelled a milk, reached over the bottle and found that it was full of milk, and the bottle was even warm.She looked at the pacifier on the bottle, immediately understood the use of the thing, and hurriedly stuffed it into the mouth of the swollen child.The child was hungry, and he sucked up.After a while, all two hundred milliliters were drunk, and I did not cry when I fell asleep.

"These two cans of milk powder for you, there is a spoon in it, give the child four or five times a day to drink milk, two or three spoons each time, and brew with boiled warm water."When the milk powder is finished, give him rice paste.I don't have any more milk powder here."Zhou Qingfeng said.

Mu Qiaoling does not know what milk powder is, but he probably knows that it is for children to eat.But she still said, “This child is too weak, thin and small.”Can this milk powder be done after eating rice?What if it doesn’t work so hard to save?”She asked a lot of questions and listed all kinds of difficulties.

“It is your duty to save and to be saved.”Zhou Qingfeng said in a deep voice: "When I first killed bandits outside your village, I didn't think what would happen if they couldn't kill the bandits?"I never thought about killing the bandits and not saving you?I have pulled so many people out of Fushun, and I have never thought what to do if I don't live?

We now have hundreds of thousands of stone food, but the population we are going to feed will soon be tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions.Even if you are fed this year, where to find food next year?If you have more trouble, you are not more than me, what should I do?I don't know.

Now that you’ve joined my team, there’s something you can do.Don't think too much, this is you and the big cow's child.To save him is to save yourself.If you still don't understand, just let this be my order, and it will be good."

Mu Qiao listened to the faint turn, but knew that the child seemed to be raised.Although she was scared, she still took the child to find a leeward place to sit down, looking at the night sky.When the sky was golden, she woke up in a burst of cheers and laughter.Looking up, there is an endless sea in front of you.A large number of trestle and docks were built along the coast.

The people in the raft fleet shouted, and the people on the shore shouted.Both sides were excitedly celebrating this moment, celebrating their escape from the war of Fushun and the soldiers of the founding of the slaves.When he landed, Zhou Qingfeng jumped on the dock and laughed, and at this moment he was heroic, strong, full of optimism and hope.

Mu Qiao Ling went ashore in his arms, and a group of older children followed her to join the strange family.Several strong women on the pier met and accepted the older children.A man walked up to Mu Qiaoqing, looked at the cat-sized child and frowned and said, "This child is too small, I am afraid that I will not live."Give it to me and try it for a few days.”

The strong woman in charge of parenting reached out to hold the child, obviously not too optimistic about the child's fate.There are too many children who die this year, and no one cares at all.Mu Qiaoxing had already stretched out his sweast, but she heard the perfunctory meaning of the strong woman, and her heart was soft and her hand was drawn back, and said, "Forget it, I'll raise it myself."

The strong woman obviously knew Mu Qiaoling, knew that she did not have children, and her appearance was full of surprises.Mu Qiao said with a bitter smile: "Some things everyone can't avoid, but there must always be fools to do it."If no one is a fool, the wise shall die.”