Gradually the medicine was ready. Some people who could not get in line for the rice porridge would rush here to drink a bowl of the bitter medicine to temporarily resist hunger.
Shi Jin asked the guard to pour the boiled medicine into the wooden barrel beside him with a piece of coarse cloth, while he lit the fire and continued to boil the medicine.
While the boy was guarding the fire, she picked up a long iron spoon and helped the people in line to scoop up medicine.
The hot medicine has a unique bitter taste, but it evokes some glimmer of hope in people's hearts.
She had just served medicine to a woman with a rag wrapped around her head, and then she took the bowl of another person behind her.
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