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The next day, before dawn had broken, Di Yelei, accompanied by Liu Sisi, set out for the county town of Macheng County with Di Xuan.
Waiting until the city gates opened, the carriage entered the city.
Hurrying toward the direction of the county government.
The streets of Macheng County's town were still bustling with its usual commerce, but within the hustle, there was a touch of desolation. Most shops on the street had already opened, yet there were many more beggars with sallow and emaciated faces than before. Upon seeing passersby, they swarmed forward to beg.
"There are a lot more destitute beggars here, yet Macheng County is far better off than several large nearby counties; places like Yanbian, Daqing, and Liancheng have been hit hardest by disaster, almost nine out of ten homes are empty, giving the sense of a thousand miles without a soul in sight."
As if understanding what Liu Sisi was thinking, Di Yelei spoke with a heavy heart.
