Chapter 400: The Disaster Strikes (2)

"I'm the head of this village, I don't know what the old man is called?" The village chief is still very polite.

"The village chief is polite, just call me Old Man Li. Village Chief, today we people came to your Shanshui Village and were forced to do nothing. I also hope that the village chief will be kind enough to give us a bite to eat. Otherwise, so many of us would really starve to death. ”

The old man glanced at the villagers of Shanshui Village, and it was obvious that the people of this village were living well. Most of these people have red faces on their faces, and some of them even have fat heads and big ears. It's not like their group at all, they're as thin as monkeys.

He sighed in his heart, such a village made them really envious of these refugees.

At the same time, it also made him see hope, this Shanshui Village is not the first village they have visited, but it is the best one, so that there is hope that they can get some food and not starve to death. Thinking of the children in the crowd, he was also uncomfortable.

The villagers were already dissatisfied, and one by one they took wooden sticks and shouted, "Anyone who is kind or unkind, you should leave quickly." Our village has suffered the same drought this year. The grain that was collected was not enough to pay the tax. We don't know where we're going to eat yet. How can I help you. Hurry up, the people in our village are not easy to bully. You go to other villages. ”

The other villagers also shouted, most of the people in the village are not in good conditions, although this drought is not to say starvation, but it is definitely not enough to eat. It's just that it's not long since the grain was harvested, and it's not winter yet. So these people don't see it yet. In fact, those refugees were also more severely affected by the disaster, and the place where these refugees originally lived was not as rich as Shanshui Village.

The village chief was also sympathetic when he saw those refugees, but sympathy is sympathy, he has no ability, and the situation in the village is not easy this year, so he has no choice but to helplessly say, "Li Laohan, you heard it." It's the same in our village this year. You can't eat enough, and you really don't have much food to give you up. Why don't you go to the town and have a look? ”

One of the refugees, a woman with a child in her arms, suddenly rushed to the village chief and knelt down, and then cried out: "Village chief, please, have mercy on me, my baby." My baby has been hungry for a day. He's still young. It's my lifeline. If he has nothing to eat, he will starve to death. It's not that we don't go to town. We're from town. There used to be soup kitchens in the town, but now there are none. Village chief, look at my baby, how pitiful he is, you can give him a bite to eat. You can do whatever you want me to do. I will make you a cow and a horse, and I only ask you to save him. ”

The village chief was taken aback, and took two steps back, "This girl, you hurry up, what do you have to say, don't kneel or not." ”

But the woman didn't get up at all, and cried even more sadly, "Village chief, save my baby." If you don't save him, I won't get up, I can't kneel for a long time, I'll kowtow to you, you do good deeds, I will tell the Bodhisattva every day to bless you with a long life. ”

The woman held the little child in her arms and wept and kowtowed, and in a short time she kowtowed several times, making the village chief's head bigger.

But no matter how the village chief shouted to her to get up, the woman continued to kowtow regardless of it, and the emotions of the refugees seemed to be driven by her, some of them knelt on the ground, some of them began to cry, and the cry of grief became a whole.