Niangniang is a squeamish bag, she must be spoiled!

Chapter 1288
The so-called shelter is to collect a few houses from rich families, let them temporarily shelter from the wind and snow, and provide some food.

When the two entered the shelter, there was almost no place to stay. There were people lying everywhere, crying children, patients moaning in pain, women cursing, and men arguing constantly...

All kinds of sharp, mournful and painful wailing sounds intertwined together, and all living beings were in various states and miserable situations, just like hell on earth.

Shen Fei has already seen hell on earth, and she is not surprised by it. She was just worried that Lin Susu would not get used to it, so she turned her head to look at Lin Susu and said, "Susu, why don't you go back to the inn first, and I will stay here to see the children." .”

Lin Susu said in a low voice, "I'll be with you."

After all, she is a person who has lived two lives, so how could she be frightened by this scene, she is not that fragile.

Seeing that she really didn't feel any discomfort, Shen Fei didn't say anything more.

Shen Fei treated the child, and Lin Susu brought a few guards to distribute steamed buns to the victims.

The few baskets of steamed buns collected by the guards were quickly snatched away.

Those who didn't get the steamed buns all squeezed in front of Lin Susu, looking at Lin Susu eagerly, hoping that she would show kindness again and give them a bite to eat.

Lin Susu looked at their hungry and urgent eyes, and her heart was filled with panic.

I can only ask the guards to get as many steamed buns as possible to distribute, but I also know that this is just a solution to food and clothing, not a long-term solution.

You have to think of a way to settle them, you have to give them a way to survive, you have to make a living for them.

Lin Susu looked at the hungry faces one by one, thinking about resettlement in her heart, thinking about it, but suddenly found that the faces of these refugees were all extremely pale, and there was no blood at all.

Even the roughest man's face was pale, as if he had lost too much blood.

Lin Susu walked up to a man and asked in a low voice, "How long have you been hungry?"

The man nestled under the corner of the wall, his strength was exhausted, and he said in a frenzied manner, "I have been hungry for a few days, and I only drink half a bowl of rice soup every day. If you can give me a bite, my life will be yours from now on." , let the young master order."

Lin Susu frowned and said, "You won't be so pale after being hungry for a few days, right? Are you injured?"

The man took a deep breath and said, "No injury, I just poured a few bowls of blood for a bite to eat."

Lin Susu frowned, "What do you mean?"

"That's right, I traded blood for food."

Lin Susu's heart trembled suddenly, "Who asked for your blood?"

The man took another breath and said, "When I entered the city, I passed Baizi Village. There was a landlord in the village who said he believed in Buddhism. He wanted to use thousands of people's blood to copy the scriptures. A bowl of blood can be exchanged for a steamed bun. I am so hungry that a steamed bun is worth a lot. It wasn't enough to fit between the teeth, so I put five bowls of blood in exchange for five big white steamed buns."

Lin Susu: "..."

Five bowls of blood for five big white steamed buns, how crazy!
Eating five hundred steamed buns will not give birth to five bowls of blood!
While I was shocked, I also felt deeply sad.

It can be seen how hungry this man was at the beginning, so he did the thing of exchanging five bowls of blood for five steamed buns!

He took a deep breath and asked again, "Are there any other refugees who exchanged their blood for steamed buns?"

The man closed his eyes slowly, and continued, "Why not? We went to the city together, let alone us adults, even children and old people. His blood is disrespectful to the Buddha."

(End of this chapter)