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But for Jia Xu, this is the beginning of a busy day.

I got up at midnight, folded the quilt with my slender arms, prepared breakfast, and then went to read under the tree until noon.

The intense reading made him tired, but even so his task was not over, and practicing calligraphy was his next task.

Just a simple shower, which made Jia Xu feel very satisfied, and he felt that his strength had increased a lot.

Jia Xu's request seems simple and a little excessive. But I haven't experienced his previous life, and I really don't know how desirable my current life is.

Jia Xu is a child who knows how to be grateful, it may be said that every child living in a poor environment knows how to be grateful, they cherish the rice grains that the children in the county have never cared about, and they also pick up the old clothes that the children discard at will.

After washing up and putting on a simple dress, Jia Xu picked up a cloth bag and prepared to go out to get food.

There has been no rain for many years, and there is no harvest in the huge village, if it weren't for Jia Xu's talent and being accepted as a protégé by the old county order, he would have starved to death in the cave like a family member a year ago.

Human beings are fickle creatures, and self-deception is an innate skill that can be possessed without comprehension.

After all, the family will gradually fade in Jia Xu's heart one day, which is nothing more than cold-blooded but growth.

When you open the door, the sun hangs in the sky and the golden light spills down from the sky like a raging waterfall, and it is a feeling of being bathed in this environment. Jia Xu withdrew his gaze from the sky, smiled and continued to move forward.

The land is cracked, there is no harvest, and the once wealthy villages have been reduced to the land of death, except for a few powerful homes like the teacher, huge villages, more refugees and dead bodies.

Coming out of the restaurant, Jia Xu looked at the time and took a shortcut.

I don't know if the shortcut is remote or what, Jia Xu continued to walk forward, and saw more poor people along the way.

Deep in the alley, in a small dirty corner, there was a refugee, curled up as if looking for something.

The refugee's tousled hair and beard obscured his face, as if he had not been bathed since birth, and he smelled of smoky odors, and he did not know how many clothes he had put on.

But the refugee didn't care about that, his eyes were ahead, in that stinking corner, a swarthy thing, the refugee smiled...... smiled happily, and a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth......

It was a piece, moldy dried sweet potato.

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The old man who was about to die walked tremblingly on the road, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

And he was holding the food he had just picked up, a green bun.

The old man's teeth had basically fallen out, and the steamed bun had been left for a few days, dry and hard like a stone, and he had gnawed it for a long time, and it was wet and full of saliva, and he hadn't gnawed a piece yet. But in the eyes of the old man, all this was like some kind of delicacies from the mountains and seas, he did not stop, but gnawed faster and faster, obviously hungry to the extreme.

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A young woman with sleek hair and a very thin gauzy dress stood in the middle of the street, her eyes glazed over, and her movements waved the fabric in her hand back and forth like a machine.

Before the disaster, she may have been the daughter-in-law of a village, or the good wife and mother of a literati family, but now, she is a pathetic street girl who can be crushed.

For the right? For money? No! None of these are any, she's just trying to make that little piece of moldy bun.

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Jia Xu didn't stop and continued to move forward, he knew that he couldn't manage these things, and he couldn't manage them.

At the corner of the street, a little girl appeared at some point.

She was only four or five years old, her little face was black and gray, completely submerged in her original complexion, her eye bags were high and bulging, and some of them were black, as if she had not been able to sleep comfortably for a long time, and her mental state was extremely poor, but at this time, she was staring straight at the cloth bag in Jia Xu's hand.

Jia Xu stood motionless, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes were filled with faint tears.

This picture reminded Jia Xu of a year ago, when the whole family starved to death, he was just like this, with the same gray little face and the same tired and cowardly eyes.

The little girl did not run away, her eyes were glued to the cloth bag, and she did not move.

Jia Xu put his hand into the cloth bag, this was not a decision that had been made for a long time, he quickly took out a steamed bun and handed it to the little girl.

Jia Xu's movements were fast, his hands were trembling, he held back his tears but couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart.

After all, the bun was in the hands of the little girl.

The little girl seemed to be unable to believe her eyes, and she grasped the bun firmly in one hand and bit the tip of her tongue with her teeth to confirm that it was not a dream.

She suddenly desperately stuffed the bun into her mouth, and a bun bigger than her hands disappeared half of her eyes in her small mouth, and this may not have been more than three seconds.

But as the buns decreased, the little girl's movements began to slow down, her cheeks trembled, and her eyes showed a touch of reluctance and struggle.

The little girl only ate half of the bun in the end, and the other half was stuffed into the dirty pocket, she licked the residue off her hands, and then raised her eyes, focused her eyes on Jia Xu's face for the first time, looked at it carefully, and then turned around and ran away.

Jia Xu looked at the scene in front of him and felt a little sour in his heart, this was a very bad feeling, everything that happened at this moment reminded him of the scene of feeding wild cats with leftovers at the door when he was a child, the illusion of giving life to others seemed to touch a certain emotion deep in his heart.

Jia Xu didn't know why he had to follow, he couldn't explain it and didn't want to explain it, he always kept five meters away from the little girl, he bypassed the winding paths, and stopped in a place that could even be described as ruins.

There are also many refugees here, but unlike the roads they have experienced before, the refugees here are even more pitiful, they are like dead bodies forgotten in mass graves, lonely and lifeless.

Jia Xu didn't have time to be extra sad, he just continued to follow the girl.

After sparing and circling, the little girl finally stopped at a ruined temple.

The dilapidated temple is very dilapidated, with only a blind old woman, a skinny body, like dead wood, as if life may disappear at any time.

The little girl came to the old woman, took out the half of the steamed bun from her pocket and handed it to the old woman, and when the old woman, who was motionless like a Buddha statue, felt the fragrance of the steamed bun, she quickly snatched it away with both hands and put it in her mouth for a burst of chewing.

Watching the steamed bun gradually disappear, the little girl couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, obviously her stomach was not full.

Jia Xu felt that he had to do something, so he took a step forward.

The little girl was like a frightened little beast, looking at Jia Xu's arrival with some vigilance, he stubbornly stood in front of the old woman, and the hard life made her rarely treated with kindness, this defense was the first reaction and the instinct embedded in the bones.

Jia Xu raised the corners of his mouth as much as possible to make himself look kinder, he took off the cloth bag and handed it to the little girl, looked at the little girl, and asked gently: "My name is Jia Xu, what is your name?" ”

The little girl seemed to be a little dazed, half loud, she snatched the cloth bag away with great speed, and really got her hand and looked at the other four buns in the cloth bag, the little girl's face first raised a violent excitement and then was replaced by a touch of luck, she replied softly: "I ...... It's called Green Willow. ”

"Green willow, you eat!"

Jia Xu pointed to the bun in the cloth bag and said.

Green Willow hugged the cloth bag tightly in her arms, tilted her head and asked in a slightly defensive whisper, "Why did you give me food?" ”

Jia Xu replied, "Because I am full." ”

"Do you want to give it when you are full? Why not save it for yourself and eat it at night. Green willow originally blurted out, but in the next moment, she seemed to suddenly realize something, and the cloth bag in her arms was suddenly put behind her, obviously afraid that the other party would accept her proposal and let the bun go.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jia Xu was silent for a while, and said softly: "My family still has it, it's okay." ”

Hearing Jia Xu's words, Lu Liu's mouth opened wide in surprise and asked, "Can't you finish eating too much food?" ”

Her eyes refracted an unusually bright color, and then gradually dimmed in the next second, her lips moved, and she said in a very low voice, "Later...... Later...... Can you give me food that you don't want? ”

The hardships of life made her know the meaning of these five steamed buns, and she felt that her request was too much, but the temptation of her stomach forced her to say this fantasy that was already impossible in her heart.

Jia Xu looked at the green willow in front of him who was embarrassed to twist, thought for a while, and then said seriously: "Okay, I will send you three steamed buns every day in the future." ”

Green Willow's eyes widened, his mouth couldn't be closed for a long time, and he said in disbelief: "Really? ”

Jia Xu smiled slightly: "Really! ”

Coming out of the ruins, Jia Xu's face showed a sense of relief and ease, and Jia Xu did not feel the slightest regret about the decision he made.

Boasting of working for justice, he felt that everything he did today was the work of a hero.

What is the purpose of studying by yourself? Isn't it for the sake of supporting the country, so that all the people have clothes and food?

Besides, food is actually not a difficult matter, you know, as a protégé of the teacher, you can get five buns a day, keep two for yourself, and the rest can be funded by green willows.

At this moment, Jia Xu completely forgot about the equally poor refugees on the way here.

Justice? Maybe sometimes selfish.

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"He's such a nice guy." Lu Liu looked at Jia Xu's disappearing back and said secretly in his heart.

But what is the strange thing about good people? The little girl leaned against the wall of the ruined temple, scratching her head in some confusion, but her distress did not last long, and was completely replaced by the excitement generated by the cloth bag in her arms.

This time, the little girl was not in a hurry, she first handed one to the old woman, and then carefully tore off a small piece of steamed bun herself, put it in her mouth, and did not swallow it immediately, but just held it, feeling the taste of the steamed bun with the tip of her tongue.

"It feels good to be full."

At this moment, a thick voice suddenly came from the nest she had not visited for a long time: "She has food in her hands!" I just saw a kid hand her a bun, and we took it! ”

The little girl was dragged out of the ruined temple without any suspense, and even the steamed bun in the old woman's hand was not spared, and at this time they were surrounded by five or six men and women with dirty faces, and the half of the steamed bun was also stuffed into the mouth of the man who had told him before.

The informant man took a deep breath of the aroma of the steamed bun, stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, and swallowed it in one gulp, seeing the man and woman next to him swallow wildly.

It was he who saw Jia Xu coming out of the restaurant, and it was he who saw the steamed bun that Jia Xu handed to the little girl.

Men are not stupid, they know what it means to be able to enter the restaurant and bring out clean buns!

The powerful? Maybe it's the child of the landlord's family?

These two are the reasons why he can't make a move, in this realm, with his powerless status, if he angers someone who shouldn't be provoked, he has no choice but to die.

Even if the boy was so thin, even if the boy looked like he was only a teenager, the man didn't dare to take it, and he didn't even think about it.

The man bets that the little girl's ability to have food has nothing to do with the boy, and if he has to impose a few, it is nothing more than the ridiculous kindness of the other party living above the nine heavens.

It's not the first time a man has seen such a boring thing happen, but he is one of those who desperately wants to witness it happen.

The day he had finally waited for.

A mouthful of steamed buns did not calm the man's anger, but made his eyes red: "You dare to hide it privately!" Who gave you this right! You don't die, do you know what you eat? You're a damn person, and it's a waste to dare to eat steamed buns! Call me! ”

The old woman was kicked to the ground on the spot, and a crowd of men and women surrounded him with punches and kicks, each time with all their strength, the old woman was beaten and rolled around like a rag pocket, and she did not move after a few back and forth.

The little girl's face showed panic, and she hurriedly rushed forward to block the attack of men and women on the old woman, but how could her thin size stop their movements, and in the blink of an eye, she was put down and beaten as well!

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The little girl's body was found the next day, and when Jia Xu walked back to the broken temple with three steamed buns with a comfortable face, he didn't wait for the little girl's cowardly gaze, but saw a pair of eyes full of despair.

The little girl's eyes were wide open, and she seemed unconvinced by her death.

There was also a cloth bag at her feet, and Jia Xu clearly knew that it was the bag of hope that he had given her.

It's just that hope turns to despair after one night.

Jia Xu squatted on the ground and slowly crawled to the little girl's side, he stretched out his hand and patted the little girl's cheek, trying to prove whether all this was true, but the result was a cold and stiff touch.

The little girl had apparently been dead for a long time.

Jia Xu was not a fool, he knew that the reason for the little girl's death was the snow-white steamed buns in the cloth bag.

Did you do it wrong? If it weren't for these buns, although the little girl would have lived a miserable life, she would never have died like this.

Why should you have mercy yourself? Why do you want this pretence? Why do you want to give hope to others but give death?

It's definitely the people around here who do it! What to do? Kill them all! Avenge the green willows!

But...... There may be innocent people among them, but what if they kill the wrong person?

Jia Xu felt that the entire sky was crumbling and shattering at this time, and the world he wanted was not like this! This is not the justice you want!

The boy who had worked hard for the sake of justice was now suddenly feeling very lost.

Jia Xu suddenly hardened his heart, digging desperately on the soft ground with his bare hands, every time he dug so hard, as if he was treating the enemy, I don't know when he found himself in tears.

Tears are like molten iron, and the moment they drop, they become hard iron!

Burying the old woman and the green willow in the soil pit, Jia Xu walked towards the way back with a numb face.

He didn't read at noon or at night, and it wasn't until the old magistrate found the poor little thing lying in a corner of the room that he told the old magistrate with tears on his face what he had experienced.

"What is justice, you say?"

Seeing Jia Xu crying bitterly, the old county commander who had experienced many boys who couldn't imagine the darkness stretched out his hand and rubbed the other party's head, and said softly: "Justice? It's not a thing at all. ”

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Historically, Jia Xu has a family, but this is an empty novel after all, and the old city will appropriately change some content to make the novel more complete, I think, readers can also understand.

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