Being scolded as a dead star?All the bosses in the capital are rushing to pet me

Chapter 113 Can You Protect Me By The Way?

Shen Kun was practicing martial arts on the mountain as usual, when a group of ragged people suddenly appeared at the entrance of Zhuxi Village.

Hearing the news, the villagers ran to the entrance of the village one after another, and Shen Nian was among them.

In the snow, the exhausted refugees stood huddled together, looking enviously at the cotton-padded clothes and ruddy faces of the villagers in Zhuxi Village, with pleading and desperate eyes.

A person who looked like the village head stood up and said, "We have no bad intentions, we just passed by here to ask for some hot water."

Village head Shen came late, and when he saw a group of fleeing people coming from the village, his face changed in shock.

"Where did you come from?"

The fleeing village chief wiped the corners of his eyes, and said bitterly: "He came from Yuzhou, we were hit by a snowstorm, and seeing that there is no way to survive, the big guy can only escape."

Village Chief Shen couldn't bear to see the miserable appearance of the group of people.

He ordered the young people in the village to prepare hot water and food.

"Go and prepare some hot water and food."

The people fleeing famine were rejected all the way, and now they finally got a good face, and their eyes were red.

Even the ignorant little doll forgot to cry and looked at the people in Zhuxi Village ignorantly.

Man Geer and a group of children looked at the miserable appearance of these people, and held the hands of their family members in fear.

Shen Nian rubbed the hair on the top of his younger brother's head, and said: "What are you afraid of, with me here, you will never be like this."

Dapeng is a chicken thief, knowing how powerful she is, he walked over and looked at her eagerly, "Sister Nian Nian, can you protect me by the way?"

As soon as these words came out, other boys also ran over one after another, forming a circle around Shen Nian.

"And me, sister Nian Nian, I want to..."

Shen Nian raised his chin, "Are you so confident in me?"

"There are some."

"Miss Nian Nian is the most powerful."

In the last days, there are fewer and fewer children. In Shen Nian's view, cubs are very precious existences.

Especially the cubs in the village really like her, their eyes are bright, not to mention how cute she is.

Shen Nian patted his chest, and said very socially: "Guard, protector! Go out and report the name of the eldest brother, and keep you walking sideways."

A few children tilted their heads with puzzled faces, "Big brother?"

Shen Nian cleared his throat, and changed the subject, "Cough, it's not important."

Man Geer tilted his head and asked, "Then what's important?"

"Eating candy is the most important thing." Shen Nian took out a piece of caramel from his bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

Brother Man took a sip, his eyes slightly bent, "Sister, it's so sweet."

"Sweet is right."

Seeing that the children in the village were so greedy and endured it desperately, Shen Nian also gave it to them.

Gollum!
Gollum! ! !
Suddenly there was a strange sound from the fleeing team.

Shen Nian looked over and met a pair of bright and pitiful eyes.

The fleeing cubs looked worse than the little beggars.

"Uncle Village Chief, let the village make some porridge, it's freezing cold, I'm afraid the little baby won't be able to bear it."

Before Village Chief Shen could speak, all the fleeing people knelt down.

Tears flowed wantonly on his face.

"Thank you, miss! Miss is kind, if we can go back to Yuzhou one day, we will definitely set up a longevity tablet for the girl."

Some women hugged their children and cried, "Bao'er, we have met a good man, we have met a good man, God has opened his eyes..."

The children cry too.

The cries were intertwined, making the hearts of the people in Zhuxi Village sour.

Then I was even more grateful to Shen Nian.

Thanks to sister Nian who brought them to earn money, the big guy stocked up a lot of food.

They have heard that the price of grain at the grain store in the county has been increasing.

After all, they were fleeing famine. Who knew who was inside, the villagers set up pots at the entrance of the village, and a few women came and started cooking porridge.

The fleeing group lined up obediently.

Village Chief Shen nodded in satisfaction.

Not long after, the aroma of porridge came from the pot.

A burly man came over.

This man's eyes were as harsh as an eagle's, with a scar on the corner of his eye, and he looked a bit fierce.

As soon as he came, the people in Zhuxi Village tensed up subconsciously.

"What are you doing?" asked a young man.

The man with the scar on his face knew that he looked scary, so he stopped and said, "I'll help share the porridge."

"..."

Village head Shen waved his hand at the women in the village, "Since someone offered to share the porridge, you can go and do your own thing."

"Hey!" The women responded, leaving the space for the strong man, and then left.

The man with the scars divided the porridge neatly, his movements were very quick, and he looked like a regular worker.

Shen Nian saw that this person's chassis was very stable, he was busy all the time, but his breath was very long.

Walked over and asked, "Do you know martial arts?"

"Yes." The man with the scar didn't seem to be very talkative. He glanced at her and quickly looked away.

The head of the fleeing village was very troubled by Da Zhuang's silent temperament, and hurriedly replied for him: "Yes, he will. If it weren't for Da Zhuang, the people in our village would not have come here so wholeheartedly." .”

Yuzhou was in chaos, and many people fled.

It's snowing everywhere, the roads are difficult to walk, and food can't be found, and people have already looted their homes.

If it wasn't for someone with strong martial arts skills, their things would have been robbed long ago, so how could they persist here.

When Shen Nian learned these things from the head of the fleeing village, his expression became slightly condensed.

"Is the situation so serious?"

"No, if the government doesn't provide disaster relief, there will only be more people fleeing the famine." The village chief said with a sad face.

Shen Nian: "It's better to rely on the mountains and the trees to run. In this situation, it's better to save yourself. I'm afraid there will be some waiting for the government."

A woman next to her was feeding her child porridge, and when she heard her words, she wiped away tears, "Who doesn't know this, but the world is difficult, and we can't save ourselves even if we want to."

Seeing his mother crying, the five-year-old child stretched out his thin hand to wipe her tears, "Don't cry, mother, just eat porridge."

The woman endured the sadness and comforted the child with a smile, "You eat first, and mother will eat after you finish eating."

Shen Nian looked quite uncomfortable.

In a catastrophe, ordinary people are the hardest.

Before the emotion of sympathy could spread, Man Geer came running to ask her to eat.

"Sister, mother asked me to call you for dinner."

Shen Nian happily responded, "Here we are."

The siblings walked towards the village.

At this time, it was time for dinner, and other people in the village also left one after another.

The fleeing people looked at their comfortable and happy backs, and envy flashed in their eyes.

They were also like this before, although life was hard, at least they had a place to live.

Where can they go in the future?
People with poor psychological quality eat hot porridge, but tears fall.

The wind was very cold, blowing tears, and my face was dry and painful.

Quickly wipe it clean again.

In this world, for the poor, they don't even have the right to cry!

Shen family.

Seeing that his children had returned, Shen Er casually said, "Did you see the victims? What do you think?"

Man Geer: "Those children are so pitiful."

"Do you want to help them?" Shen Nian interrupted with a smile.

"Do not want to."

Shen Nian was a little curious, "Why? Don't you think they are pitiful?"

Brother Man's expression was serious, "But I can't help, besides...my things are all earned by my parents, brothers and sisters, so I can't give them to others."

At such a young age, it is surprisingly clear.

(End of this chapter)