The other women and children who had previously been taken in the city were not implicated in any way. The only change was that a group of the earliest liberated Jin female slaves, armed with simple clubs, were now standing guard over them.
The men couldn't take up this task, as the city wall could not be left shorthanded.
Zheng Fan walked up to a woman who was carefully blowing on a bowl of porridge, feeding it to her child.
Long-term malnutrition had left her with barely any breast milk.
This woman was the one Zheng Fan had seen with his own eyes that day, huddled in a corner breastfeeding her child.
It was an instant connection, just like that.
Because she had touched Zheng Fan that day and left a lasting impression, each time Zheng Fan entered or left their dwelling, he would bring a piece of candy for the child.
The candy was brown sugar. Yes, that's right.
