Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 284 Black Dreamland [30]

"Okay, you guys change your clothes, remember to go see Guang Lingzi when you go back, he will take you there." Mo Fenghua waved them away.

"Subordinates retire."

After the four left, Mo Fenghua was not idle, she and Qianye Feiran went all the way to a nearby village to see the women, children and old people.

What he saw after going there made Mo Fenghua very dissatisfied.

Compared with those few old people, children and women who go to the young and strong labor force and are trained like sheep, they are not so easy to train.

Most of the people in Xueshalou are men, and only seven people are here to take care of these 50 or so refugees.

After all, men and women are different, so they can't treat children and women the same way they treat men, so that after Mo Fenghua left, he saw the current scene.

It was originally stipulated that these elderly women and half-grown children who could work would be asked to clean the village on the second day.

However, they didn't do anything, and a group of people complained noisyly, why the porridge at noon today is not as thick as yesterday, why there are only steamed buns and no pickles.

It was already noon when Mo Fenghua arrived here, just in time for them to have lunch, so he saw this scene.

They ate and drank enough last night, and they have strength today.

Seeing that there were only a few people looking at them and being polite to them, they began to forget that they were just a refugee fleeing for refuge, and who gave them a meal.

There was a woman in her thirties, although her complexion was sallow, but she was full of energy. Holding a bowl of millet porridge, she pointed at a person in the bloody building and howled, "I said what did you do? Is this porridge?" ? Clear water is about the same? Are you eating alone?"

"And this cornbread, why not white flour steamed buns?"

"Why is there no food at all...how do you want us to eat?"

Mo Fenghua and Qianye Feiran looked at them making a fuss, as if they were more reasonable than each other, as if they should let them eat white flour steamed buns, every meal.

These people, when they are hungry, can chew off the bark.

After a full meal, they will complain about this and that. If you give him pickles today, tomorrow he will complain that there is no oily smell. With oil, they will complain about why there is no meat.

Human beings are greedy by nature.

Qianye Feiran snorted coldly: "Let me say, burn them all to death. A bunch of useless waste, dare to shout here..."

"Go..." Mo Fenghua sneered.

They rode in, and when they approached them, they happened to see two Xueshalou men who were cooking for them, surrounded by them.

A woman in her 20s was about to splash one of them with a bowl of millet porridge.

Mo Fenghua stared coldly, before the bowl of porridge was spilled, the porcelain bowl exploded with a bang in her hand.

The hot millet porridge poured over his hands, and the broken porcelain also cut her hands several times.

The woman folded her hands on the spot, wailing like a pig.

Seeing Qianye Feiran and Mo Fenghua, the two people from Xuesha Building immediately rushed out of the crowd and knelt down on one knee: "See you under the tree, the host, the host on the second floor."

"Subordinates have failed the landlord's orders, I hope the landlord will punish..."

Mo Fenghua ignored them and walked straight over.

Her intimidating aura made those noisy women and old people quiet down, looking at her and not daring to speak.

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(End of this chapter)