Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

There was no sadness in his expression, as if he was telling a story, and he didn't put any emotion into it, as if he wasn't talking about himself.

Leng Yikun looked at this child and looked like he was only six or seven years old, that is to say, he was only four or five years old two years ago.

For such a small child, it is not bad to be able to remember that his father died in battle. As for feelings, he does not expect a small child to understand much.

It's good for a child to find enough to eat every day.

"His father died, what about yours?" he asked the other children.

"We are all the same. We were recruited three years ago. Our fathers were all taken away, and none of them came back." The little boy who just started answering them said.

Yu Rong really felt a little heavy for such a topic.

I want to help these children, but can I help? He had just seen such children as soon as they were begging all over the street.

It's good to be able to get food, but if you can't get it, you'll really starve to death.

"Your father died in battle, so the court didn't give you a pension?" he asked.

No matter which plane you are in, the soldiers who die in battle are given some money, right? Is it still dead in vain?

"Where is there any pension, there is nothing."

Speaking of this, the eldest boy had obvious anger on his face.

"That dog emperor is not only cruel, but also incompetent. I heard that the one-year war has emptied the national treasury, not to mention pensions, even the soldiers who survived died because of their serious injuries and no medicine to heal. A lot."

These were all heard from the mouths of adults when he was begging.

"That's right, I also heard that the dead soldiers were all thrown into the mass graves, and there was no one to collect the corpses. Many families whose chief men did not return went to the mass graves to pick up the bodies. !"

Another boy also rushed to speak.

"If you can't find your own relatives, you just pick up a corpse and treat it as your own family. Anyway, the corpse is rotten, and you can't tell what it looks like."

"hiss!"

Listening to these things, Yu Rong couldn't help raising his hand and rubbing his arm, and goosebumps arose.

What are these things? This Beikun country is really dead. He doesn't feel like he does at this moment. His sister-in-law wants to carve up this Beikun country, and it can't be better!

"Even if it was like this two years ago, why is the capital still so desolate now?" Leng Yikun asked.

"Because of those royal nobles!"

The eldest boy pouted and said.

"These royal nobles don't take the lives of the common people seriously at all. If those shops make a little money, they have to honor half of them, so they can't even open.

There is also our little friend, brother, you don't know, originally we had many little friends begging together, but later, the nobles in the city not only robbed the merchants' money, but also caught children to sell at night!

We don’t dare to be in the city at night anymore, we can only hide outside. If we don’t hide properly, we won’t see anyone the next day, which is terrifying.

Even if we hide carefully, there are still many children who have disappeared and must have been taken away. "

"Depend on!"

Yu Rong couldn't help but cursed.

Can this Emperor Bei Kun still do things that are not done by human beings? No wonder this capital is so desolate, he co-authored it by condoning the nobles to do things in the city.