The Humble Family’s Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!
Chapter 1240 - 1055, Teach According to Ability (Two-in-One Mega - )_2

Chapter 1240: Chapter 1055, Teach According to Ability (Two-in-One Mega Chapter)_2

When they were about to leave the territory of Xiliang, the official road was filled with refugees dragging their families along.

Looking at the emaciated refugees in thin clothing, the voices of the three children significantly lowered.

"Brother, look, they aren’t even wearing shoes, aren’t they cold?"

Daomang watched the passing refugees outside the carriage with a face full of deep confusion.

Daozi frowned and said, "That’s because they are very poor, extremely poor." With that, he sternly told the twins, "You must study hard, otherwise if we can’t keep our family’s property, we will end up just like them."

The twins were startled, one threw themselves into Xiao Yeyang’s arms, and the other into Daohua’s arms.

Daohua comforted Daomiao in her arms, also looking puzzled at Xiao Yeyang, "Wasn’t it said that after the planting of drought-resistant crops, the disaster had already alleviated? Why are there still so many refugees?"

Xiao Yeyang looked at the refugees outside, "These people might have been unable to make it in their homeland." Saying this, he glanced at the sky, knocked on the carriage door, and instructed the coachman outside, "The caravan will stop by the roadside at noon."

Before long, the caravan found an open space and stopped.

Xiao Yeyang left the carriage with Daozi and walked towards the refugees resting by the roadside.

Daohua watched from within the carriage with the twins.

After making a round and understanding the reasons why the refugees came to Xiliang, Xiao Yeyang returned with Daozi.

Daozi got into the carriage, and Xiao Yeyang went to instruct the bodyguards, sending them with a handwritten letter from him to the nearest Jiuning Prefecture, asking the Magistrate to accept these refugees.

"Mother, these refugees are here because they could not survive in their hometown, they traveled miles with their families looking for survival."

"Mom, why can they only survive here in Xiliang when they couldn’t elsewhere?"

Looking into her son’s curious eyes, Daohua patiently explained, "Because Xiliang takes in refugees. Once here, they can receive support from the Government Office. The land that they reclaim not only becomes theirs, but the Government Office also provides them with seeds."

"Here, they can find hope for survival."

Daozi nodded earnestly, then pridefully said, "All this is thanks to father being so capable, unlike other officials elsewhere."

Daohua nodded in agreement, "Your father has indeed made many sacrifices for Xiliang. Now you know why your father is always so busy, don’t you?"

"Your father, as a Prince, enjoys high official salary and the support of the people, and thus must bear the livelihood of the people and the development of Xiliang."

"If your father did nothing, disregarding the lives of his subjects, he couldn’t remain as Prince for long."

Saying this, she pointed to the refugees outside the carriage.

"Take the refugees outside, for example. If your father did nothing, the number of refugees would increase exponentially, and our few bodyguards wouldn’t be able to protect us if the refugees, without a way out, saw our family had so much food - what do you think would happen?"

Daozi shuddered, "They would rush us and take everything we have."

Daohua nodded, "Thus, to be in power is to govern. Nothing in this world is gained without effort; only when the people live well can your father live peacefully and smoothly."

"In the future, you should do the same; the greater the glory you enjoy, the greater the responsibility you must bear."

Daozi took these words to heart, "Mom, I’ll be like Dad." Saying that, he looked sympathetically at the refugees outside, his little face wrinkling.

"Mom, these people haven’t eaten for a long time. Let’s share our food with them."

Daohua naturally supported her son’s kindness, but she said, "We didn’t bring a lot of food either. If we give it to them, what we have to eat will be less."

Daozi quietly replied, "Then we can eat a bit less."

Daohua responded, "You want to help the refugees, and mom is happy about that, but the food isn’t just for you; others need to eat too. You might be willing to eat less, but would other people agree? Being hungry is very unpleasant."

Those words stopped Daozi, who then said thoughtfully, "Then I’ll ask them one by one."

Daohua shook her head, "You are the Little Prince, if you ask, even if others are reluctant, to not offend you, they would certainly agree outwardly."

Daozi scratched the back of his head, looking a bit anxious, "Then what should we do?"

Daohua gently tapped her son’s forehead, "Don’t rush when you encounter problems; think of solutions to solve them."