Chapter 21
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"Is my elder brother standing guard on the city wall?" At the sight of the city wall, Zhang Tie thought of his elder brother. As a City Guard of Blackhot City, it was their unshirkable responsibility to guard the city wall. Zhang Tie didn't know about the daily work arrangement and mobilization of the City Guard of Blackhot City, so he naturally didn't know where his elder brother was and what he was doing at this moment. Zhang Tie wasn't interested in inquiring about it, because strictly speaking, all the information about the mobilization, defense arrangement, and military actions of the City Guard of Blackhot City were secrets of Blackhot City. Usually, people wouldn't care about these things, and they could learn a lot of things through casual chats. However, sometimes, if they were serious about it, their excessive curiosity might bring them and their families a lot of troubles and disasters. As a commoner, Zhang Tie always kept to himself and didn't have too much curiosity. However, after hearing about the Red Scarf Bandits from his elder brother yesterday, Zhang Tie still paid attention to the situation on the city wall in the distance. Zhang Tie didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or real, but he felt that there were more soldiers on the city wall and a more solemn atmosphere than before.
Moving his gaze back from the city wall, Zhang Tie saw Grandma Teresa standing at the gate of the orphanage. As usual, at this time of the week, Grandma Teresa would stand at the gate of the orphanage and wait for Zhang Tie's arrival.
As a pious believer of the Grepis School, Grandma Teresa always wore a green nun's robe with some white olive branch patterns on it, which symbolized the spirit of the Grepis School. Being a bit chubby, Grandma Teresa in a green robe gave people a feeling of gentleness and amiability, just like a neighbor's auntie.
Green and white were the favorite colors of the Grepis Sect, and they were also the colors that symbolized their teachings. Not to mention anything else, Zhang Tie felt that the combination of green and white was very good. It always made people feel amiable and pleasing to the eye.
At the sight of Zhang Tie on the tricycle, Grandma Teresa revealed a smile. She turned around and shouted, "Kids, here's your favorite food..."
The moment Zhang Tie stopped the tricycle at the gate of the orphanage, five or six 8-9-year-old kids ran out of the orphanage in groups of two. Without Zhang Tie's order, they started to help Zhang Tie move the things on the tricycle.
"Ho... ho... be careful. If you can't move it, let me do it!" As he said that, Zhang Tie started to help them move the big clay pots off the vehicle. Those little guys then carried the clay pots and rushed into the orphanage with a big smile. Closely after that, the orphanage burst into cheers as more little guys ran out. Those who were slightly stronger had already come to help. The younger ones just stood on the roadside with widely opened eyes and forcefully inhaled while drooling at the rice soup in the clay pots. To these children who grew up in the orphanage, this rice soup that was as white as snow and always had a rich fragrance of rice was a peerless delicacy.
At this moment, Grandma Teresa always looked at these kids who had lost their parents at a young age with a kind smile.
Every week, when Zhang Tie made rice brew and cooked rice, there would be a lot of rice soup left. This rice soup was a treasure, as Zhang Tie and his elder brother could gradually accumulate the aura value that they needed.
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