Afterward, more than half remained in the pot, as she had cooked plenty. She beckoned to the adults and children huddled together in the back, "Bring whatever you have to hold porridge, and I'll scoop some for you."
"Can we, really?"
Someone asked uncertainly, as they were used to being suppressed. It was only after Su Mo nodded several times that someone cautiously extended a paper cup.
Su Mo filled it immediately, "It's quite hot, hold it steady."
"Thank you!" She continuously bowed in gratitude as she thanked Su Mo, then carried the cup back to her child and fed him sips of the porridge.
With someone leading by example, a crowd soon swarmed up to them.
Su Mo patiently served them all porridge. Although it wasn't enough to fill them up, it sufficed for the moment.
She also thought about the children who were so thin they could barely walk and were still being carried. She asked Lu Chen to bring out a bucket of milk powder to mix for them to drink.
