Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Destitute Pear Village

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Yun Yue began to sigh and think about the poverty of Lizhuang.

There is nothing in the whole Zhuangzi that can be called a house, and everyone from the old man to the urchin lives in the straw hut. I searched the whole Zhuangzi, but there was not even a wall made of rammed earth.

"Brother, go back and talk to the master of the house about changing places. The land here is barren, and most of the farmers are old and weak. Heng Ye is embarrassed for you, he and Na Kuixu are waiting for your joke when they wear a pair of pants. My brother has a low status and can't ......"

Wusun Ji Chang felt guilty for not being able to stand up in time to help his brother prevent the disaster. He is just a concubine in the Wu family, if he offends Wusun Heng. Not to mention him, even his mother, younger brothers and sisters will be implicated. It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he really doesn't dare.

"Ji Chang, don't say it. Although this Zhuangzi is a little poor, but being able to turn such a poor Zhuangzi into a rich land can show that the brother is capable enough. What do you say? ”

"Brother, listening to your tone, it doesn't seem that you care that this Zhuangzi is so poor. Will the plan be settled? ”

The two brothers said as they walked towards the inside of the Zhuangzi. Wheelchairs were thrust by bolts, and the farmers were all sitting on the side of the road to warm up. The land here is too barren for winter wheat to grow. There are pears all over the mountains, but they can't be sold.

It is only more than ten miles away from Handan, and the Qin army specially mobilized the people to repair a good gallop road in order to facilitate the siege of the city. Every inch of land has been rammed with a pole, and now how many years have passed. Not a single weed grows.

From time to time, ox carts passed by on the road, and some dignitaries dressed in silk sat on them. Although it is not a rich place, it is a place with wonderful scenery. The dignitaries in Handan City had nothing to do in autumn, so they came by car to enjoy the autumn scenery.

As soon as Yun Yue and Wusun Jichang arrived at Zhuangkou, a group of ragged children surrounded them. With a Handan accent, he begged Yun Yue for food. They all had sallow faces and were covered with mud and dirt. The clothes on the body can't be called clothes at all, just two pieces of linen draped over the body. The hair was rolled out into small patches, and small parasites could be clearly seen crawling in the sun.

The steamed bun that Yun Yue took out disappeared in his hand almost instantly, and the child who got it in his hand didn't have time to bite it. A bunch of dirty little hands grabbed it, and the white-flour steamed buns immediately turned into black-faced steamed buns, and then they were crushed to pieces. But the little ones don't care, they fight and howl in the dust, and even a single steamed bun dregs will cause the bloodiest fight. Their mouths whined like wild dogs, and the steamed buns were swallowed at a rapid speed as they clung to the dust.

I didn't dare to look at it when I covered my face, but the immature roar full of children's voices made people shiver all over the body. This is not a movement that can be made by a human being.

It's just a steamed bun, and in later generations, how many children won't eat it at all without dipping it in sugar. Even eat only steamed bread hearts, not steamed bread scalps. No one will ever move the steamed bun on the next day, but the ......

Our ancestors were bred in such poor conditions, and our blood has never been cut off for 5,000 years. Open the history book to know how much suffering our ancestors suffered, cannibalism is sometimes not three words in the history book, but the most cruel human tragedy.

Taizu is great, he took a group of mud-legged people to fight away the aliens. Let the sons and daughters of China regain possession of their own land.

Taizong is also great, he has fed more than a billion people. Perhaps we have a lot of injustice today, a lot of wicked people, bad people and greedy people. But today, the people of the country are no longer hungry. May cannibalism, which has repeatedly appeared in history books for thousands of years, no longer appear in the land of China.

Yun Yue's heart suddenly became more firm! I can't save the people of the world, and the four hundred years of chaos can't be ended by my strength alone. But I want to save this Zhuangzi and save these children. And the old people who were leaning on the edge of the haystacks, waiting to starve to death.

The bolt pillar pushed Yun Yue and began to examine the poorest Zhuangzi on the edge of the Great Zhao Capital. There are more than 100 households, and there are only a dozen men in their twenties. There is not a single iron pot in the whole village, and the farmers are all using stone pots.

Inside the pot was something green, Yun Yue made a lot of determination, and she didn't have the courage to try a bite. After inspecting Zhuangzi, Yun Yue didn't even see a mouse. It's so poor that even rats are hungry to move.

The bankers' eyes were glazed, their eyes were scattered, and the focus of their eyes was not together. What the zombies in Mr. Zombie look like, what they look like. People who are just thirty years old are hunched over, and those in their early twenties already have gray hair on their sideburns.

A linen dress with twine thick branches and leaves sewn a few times is the clothes on the body, it is almost late autumn, many people are still shirtless. Most of the people on their feet are straw sandals, and some people don't even have straw sandals barefoot. This is a group of people who are completely destitute from spiritual to material, and it is fitting to describe them as hungry and unclothed.

Dressed in fine clothes, Wusun Ji Chang looked like a proud rooster, looking back and forth at the quails in front of him.

The head of the family said, let Mr. Yun take care of Zhuangzi. Listen, you lazy people, Mr. Yun was my brother who saved my life. If you dogs annoy my brother, I'll skin you. Who is the head of the dealer to stand up! ”

Uncle Ji Chang said very much, and now he is the steward of the inner courtyard of Wujiabao. Far from being comparable to the caravan steward who ran out, a group of five big and three thick minions followed him when he came out and went in. The zodiac is all about counting crabs, and Chen Haonan is what he looks like.

The farmers were so frightened that they trembled, and an old man with a hunched waist came out of the crowd. "Little old man, huge cow, listen to the instructions of the steward!"

"I have seen my brother, and his orders in the future will be the orders of the head of the family. If there is a half-point difference pool, Lao Tzu ......"

"Ji Chang!" Yun Yue stopped Wusun Jichang, this guy also had good intentions. I'm afraid that I will be bullied by these dealers, but it seems a little inappropriate to pick up people's skins at every turn. According to what he saw and heard in the Northland, Yun Yue knew that he said that he might be able to do it if he picked human skin. This is a man-eating tiger, far from being a docile domestic cat.

Pang ...... Uncle Pang, in Xia Yunyue, was entrusted by the head of the family to take care of Zhuangzi. In the future, this pear village will depend on everyone's joint efforts to be full of food and clothing. "The great principles of revolution are useless to them, and food and clothing are the eternal theme for them.

The bankers were silent, and Yun Yue could see the doubt in their eyes. Only the big cow politely arched his hand and said: "The head of the family sent Mr. Yun here, he must be a great talent to solve my Lizhuang's difficulties." "The attitude is sincere, and the words are respectful. The old man struggled to mobilize every muscle on his face and squeeze out a happy expression.

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