eurekapd Chapter 123: Too Much Money to Spend
Chapter 123: Too Much Money to Spend
Ever since Murong Ling'er was no longer in the team, their lives fell into a hellish darkness.
Every day, they had to drag their tired bodies to walk the seemingly endless prescribed distance, their feet were covered with blisters, and every step felt like walking on the edge of a knife.
The merciless whips of the police officers were like the devil's claws, lashing them from time to time, leaving shocking scars.
In terms of diet, each meal only consisted of two black-faced steamed buns and a bowl of wild vegetable soup. The black-faced steamed buns were hard and felt like chewing stones. There was almost no oil or water in the wild vegetable soup, and it was so watery that it could reflect their malnourished faces.
They were often so hungry that their chests were sticking to their backs, and it felt like there was a fire burning in their stomachs. The feeling of being extremely hungry was like countless ants gnawing at their bodies, making them dizzy.
Every night, they fell asleep in hunger, pain and fear of the future. It was a period that was too painful to recall. The hardships therein were like a bottomless black hole that was difficult to describe to outsiders.
Now, the temptation of delicious food made them forget the pain temporarily and immerse themselves in the joy of having a full meal.
Murong Chen saw that they had obviously lost a lot of weight, their once bright eyes had lost their luster, and their spirit was no longer as strong as before. He knew that they had suffered a lot in the past few months.
He quickly pulled them to the table and said anxiously, "Come quickly, come here."
Murong Ling'er quickly took out the bag from the space, took out the things inside one by one, and placed them on the table.
The steamed buns and steamed buns were emitting hot air, the pastries were exquisite and tempting, the candied haws were crystal clear, the preserved fruits were bright in color, and the dried meat was fragrant... In an instant, the table was filled up.
Then, while they weren't paying attention, Murong Ling'er took out several large cans of milk produced in the space and poured a glass for each person. She said with a smile, "Eat quickly! If it's not enough, there's more!"
"Sister Murong, Boss, you treat us so well!" The little kids were so moved that they burst into tears as they looked at the table full of delicious food. It seemed as if there were stars twinkling in their eyes.
"I haven't eaten so many delicious foods in a long time." Lin Dong's voice trembled slightly, and his face was full of gratitude.
He pulled Murong Ling'er's sleeve and leaned against her arms affectionately.
Murong Ling'er gently stroked his head and said softly, "Eat quickly and take a shower after eating. Chen'er and I bought clothes and shoes for you. Try them on later to see if they fit you."
After he finished speaking, everyone's faces were instantly filled with surprise, and their eyes were full of anticipation.
Having a pair of new shoes is extremely important to them. Many people's shoes are already worn out and the rubber soles are blistered, but even so, they are still sewn and patched again and again.
During the meal, Murong Chen noticed that everyone only ate a little, and then carefully put most of it away. Although he felt a little sad, he didn't say a word. He knew very well that he could only help to a limited extent. There were still thousands of miles to go, and everyone had to rely on themselves to make it through.
After eating, Murong Ling'er took out a few roast chickens from the space again and said, "Come, children, eat these roast chickens to replenish your bodies." When the children saw the roast chickens, their eyes lit up and they began to eat them in big mouthfuls.
Afterwards, Murong Ling'er called for several buckets of water, washed the little guys clean, and changed each of them into a new set of clothes.
"Wow! This dress fits me so well and is so comfortable." Chen Guoqiang, who looks a bit chubby, was very happy and couldn't help but pull Murong Chen for a spin.
Murong Ling'er was quite satisfied with the effect of the clothes on several people.
It was not until the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky a brilliant orange-red, like a gorgeous painting, that the little guys reluctantly left after Murong Chen's repeated urging.
Their eyes were full of attachment, and the little figure lingered at the door several times, as if the most precious treasure in the world was here.
"Mom, thank you!"
Murong Chen nestled in Murong Ling'er's arms, looking up with a sincere and warm gaze, tears of emotion gleaming in his eyes. His childish voice was filled with deep gratitude, as if every word carried a thousand pounds of weight.
He knew that everything his mother did was for him.
My mother is aloof by nature, like a flower on a high mountain, isolated from the world. Apart from him, she never likes to meddle in other people's affairs. But now, for him, in order to connect the fate of these people with her own, she has to work hard and take great pains.
Murong Ling'er smiled and rubbed Murong Chen's head. Her smile was like a flower blooming in spring, warm and loving.
She sometimes thought that it was great to have such a sensible, intelligent and caring son. This child was like a ray of light in her life, giving her strength and comfort during these dark and difficult years of exile.
Every time she sees Murong Chen grow and become sensible, she feels that all the hard work is worth it.
"Let's go! Mom will take you downstairs to eat."
Murong Ling'er held Murong Chen's hand, which was soft and warm, and made her heart melt! The figures of mother and son walked away in the corridor, leaving behind a string of warm footsteps.
Murong Ling'er led Murong Chen to the kitchen, where it was bustling with activity.
In the steaming smoke, the cooks and helpers shuttled back and forth, and the clashing sounds of pots and pans intertwined into a unique symphony.
Chifeng was here supervising the cook preparing dinner for the prisoners. He frowned slightly and scanned the surroundings sharply, not missing any details. He looked so serious as if he was carrying out an extremely important task.
Even though the fugitives were temporarily staying at the post station, their dinner was still two steamed buns and a bowl of vegetable soup.
The steamed bun was hard, like a stone, with some rough bran on it, which made my throat hurt when I ate it. The soup was watery, with a few withered leaves floating in it, and almost no oil to be seen.
This is the food that sustains their lives every day. Although it is shabby, it is the hope of survival for these convicts.
Thinking that Lin Dong's children probably didn't have enough to eat in order to save some food for their families, Murong Ling'er felt a pang of sadness in her heart. These children should have grown up carefree under the care of their parents, but now they had to suffer such hardships.
An idea struck her, and she said, "Captain Qi, I'll pay for tonight's meal. I'll make a few meat dishes with rice for the prisoners, and let the officers have a good meal too. Order whatever you want, I'll treat you."
Her voice was clear and firm, standing out in the noisy kitchen.
Chifeng was surprised when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he didn't find it strange, because Murong Ling'er probably couldn't spend all the money on her, so it would be no problem to treat all the fugitives to a meal, and it would be a good opportunity for them, the officials, to benefit from it.
Murong Ling'er had given them many benefits along the way, so this time they could just consider it as her being generous again.
Thinking of this, Chiffon readily agreed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly told the cook to prepare.