Sweat is falling from Jiang Han's forehead drop by drop. Since he separated from Zhu Yan, Jiang Han has been walking all the way to the border area of Jiangzhou. As the saying goes, looking at the mountain and running dead horse, Jiang Han looked at himself from the nest of folk houses on the tree before, but he barely came here until near noon. At this time, although it's almost autumn, he still has a long way to go The sun is still hot in Jiangzhou. I don't know if it's because it's too close to the desert. At this time, Jianghan only feels that there is a dry heat in the air, which makes people sweat in two steps.
At noon, Jiang Han just arrived at the same place he had seen before. He suddenly found many shadows in front of him and behind him. Look at them, they were all sad people. They were all ragged, yellow and thin. They looked like they were almost the same as those who fled.
Escape? Where are you going? Isn't this their home?
Jiang Han followed the crowd and looked forward carefully. It turned out that these people were not refugees, but were queuing up to receive rice for disaster relief.
Looking at the appearance of these people, it is not hard to imagine that there will be another drought in Jiangzhou this year, and the endless desert may devour the whole Jiangzhou sooner or later. In the sight of Jiang Han, there is an old man who is over sixty years old and holding a male grandson who is about six or seven years old. He is bending down to a lonely young man and saying, "boy, what are you doing here? Come to the back of the crowd Let's go in line! "
As soon as the husband's words came out, the little boy next to him echoed: "yes, otherwise it will be dark and he will be hungry for tomorrow."
A confused look flashed on the boy's face, and then he shook his head, as if he didn't understand his husband's words.
"Ah, another child who was frightened by those black hearted pirates." The crowd began to whisper, and it sounded like they were gnashing their teeth at the "Pirates" they called them.
"Child, I ask you, do you remember that your mother went in that direction?"
A moment later, he just stares at the innocent eyes and shakes his head.
"Well, I must have been separated from my parents." My husband touched the boy's head kindly.
The boy didn't answer, but his "Goo Goo" stomach said the answer.
"What a pity My husband took out a dry and hard steamed bread from his pocket and handed it to him, saying, "have some, child."
"Thank you, Grandpa." Although he was young, he was very polite. He quickly swallowed it and looked hungry for a long time.
Looking at him gobbling, his grandson leaned over his ear and said, "grandfather, this is our only steamed bread. After you give it to him, we will..."
My husband said: "Xiao Bao, don't say that. It's very pitiful for him to be separated from his parents. Besides, it's our turn soon. Don't worry..."
Xiao Bao nodded his head cleverly.
Although the husband said so, Xiaobao was still staring at the boy's steamed bread and swallowing.
At this time, the young man only ate a few mouthfuls. At the corner of his eyes, Yu Guang saw Xiao Bao's expression. He suddenly understood what he was doing and stopped eating. He returned most of the steamed bread left to his father-in-law and said, "thank you, grandfather! I'm so hungry It's too long to eat... "
Xiao Bao was very happy when he heard what he said. Before his father-in-law spoke, he took it and appreciated the steamed bread with tooth marks in his hand. He thought he would eat the rest of the steamed bread, but he didn't eat it. Instead, he said to his grandfather happily, "look, there is still half of the steamed bread! Xiao Bao is not eating today, and you haven't had enough for a long time, grandfather. You can eat more today! "
The boy's eyes can't help but feel a little wet. He seems to regret eating the small half of his steamed bread just now.
At this time, Xiaobao is still holding half a steamed bread and looking up to his grandfather, saying: "grandfather, why can't we have dinner? Some people can drink and eat meat every day? "
my husband's face was sad, but he just shook his head in silence. Xiao Bao Wu said freely:" I heard that there are many heroes who rob the rich and help the poor. They are great heroes. I will be like them in the future... "
As soon as the word "Yang" came out, Xiao Bao suddenly heard "ah". It turned out that he had been a steamed bread in his hand like Bao. I didn't know when, he suddenly kicked it off and rolled to the ground, covered with sand and dust.
It was a small, sinister and detestable man who kicked the steamed bread away, dressed as a housekeeper, with two tough servants standing behind him.
Xiaobao didn't know that his heart was dangerous, so he cried out: "ah, my steamed bread, that's the steamed bread I left for my grandfather..."
Although most of the steamed buns were already covered with dust, Xiaobao had never eaten a whole steamed buns alone in this age of starvation and cold. He wanted to pick them up and wash them, but he was bending over to pick them up. In a moment, Yu Di, the thin man stepped on his little hand.
"Lo le" a, the hand of small treasure and that half steamed bread are almost all trampled down.
"Wow Xiao Bao was in pain. With a cry, the old man saw the person clearly and exclaimed: "Xiao Bao!"After shouting, the old man saw the comer clearly, his face changed, and he knelt down in front of the thin man. "Bang bang bang" knocked his head a few times and begged: "steward Cheng, please Let go of my grandson
Chamberlain Cheng stepped on Xiaobao's hand and twisted it a few times. His face looked invincible. He also laughed and said, "who told your grandson to rob the rich and help the poor? Hum! Isn't that a threat in the future? "
Xiao Bao wailed in pain, but when he heard what he said, he still insisted and retorted stubbornly: "bah! Do you guys know you're scared? I know how to bully the villagers all day. When I grow up, no one is allowed to bully my grandfather. "
Manager Cheng said with a grim smile, "Hey, you are really ignorant and stupid. Do you think you still have a chance to grow up?"
Between the words, steward Cheng's feet increased a bit of strength, and Xiaobao's hands were almost crushed.
At this time, many villagers have gathered around him, but because he is a famous bully, he does not dare to intervene. Only the young man who ate half of the old man's steamed bread just now has a change of face and is about to rush forward, but he is captured by two thugs of housekeeper Cheng.
The young man saw that the scum called housekeeper Cheng abused the child so much. He was red eyed, gritted his teeth and said, "where are you from? Do you bully the people like this? Is there no royal law?"
"Ha ha, Wang fa? We zhangdujian and qichangshi are wangfa. You Dalits, it's good to let you have food. I don't want to repay the noble blood Jiang family after you leave your humble life. I also want to do something to rob the rich and help the poor. I'm really looking for death! "
Manager Cheng said with a few loud grins, and the two doglegs behind him laughed in agreement.
At this time, he was still stepping on Xiaobao's feet. His husband kept kowtowing, and he was still kneeling down to beg for mercy. The boy suddenly changed his color and said, "are you not afraid of retribution? Don't forget that you were born by your parents, too! "
Housekeeper Cheng's face was misty. After thinking about it, he said with a smile, "yes! Thank you for reminding me. I almost forgot my parents! I drove her out of the house before. Did she starve to death in the street? "
Then he laughed again.
"Beast When the young man heard that the scum was so shameless, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. But he was held back by the two doglegs and couldn't move