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Mu Yangling's heart ached. Her voice became even gentler as she asked, "Then who brought you here?"
"I followed my uncle and aunt here. My uncle is in the military camp, and my aunt has gone to the workshop. I also have a male cousin and a female cousin. There's nothing to eat at home…"
Mu Yangling looked at the increasingly embarrassed boy and roughly guessed that it was already not bad for her uncle and aunt to bring his female cousin here.
Mu Yangling looked at the children on the grass. How many of them were orphans like him? Qi Haoran had actually recruited all of them into the military households. He probably wanted to use them to increase the farmland quota, but what should they do about these children?
Without adults, they could not even support themselves. Mu Yangling frowned.