And in this atmosphere of resistance to the homeless, only one person stood up, the daughter of Master Li, the jewelry shop, Li Yu.

She built a porridge shed in the open space in the south of the county seat, and gave porridge to the displaced people every day.

At the same time, Li Yu also released her words, what she did was not out of kindness, but just to support Bai Xianling, so that's it.

For a while, Anning County was in an uproar about Li Yu's boldness.

Bai Luo closed the door and did not respond, while Li Yu stubbornly went in and out of the porridge shed every day, showing his heart to Bai Luo with the rice porridge he constantly gave every day.

In the whole thing of Li Yu's porridge, Bai Luo is avoiding, Li Yu is angry, and the homeless people are benefiting, only Master Li is suffering, watching the white flowers and silver flow out of the house every day, but he can't even hear a sound, he feels that he is about to be killed by this daughter.

Master Li wanted to stop it, but he compromised when his daughter held the golden hairpin to his throat.

Three days after the soup kitchen, Master Li relapsed and lay back on the sickbed.

Li Yu is still giving porridge, although her affairs have stolen the limelight for a while, the homeless people in the streets and alleys are reminding the people all the time that there will be a large number of homeless people settled in Anning County.

Compared with the county order and Li Yu's gossip, they are more concerned about their own interests.

The people began to oppose the county's decision to resettle the displaced people on a large scale.

The reputation of the displaced people in this northwest is not good, especially in several county towns in this area, which are areas where the displaced people are concentrated, and they are very familiar with the situation of the displaced people.

Some of these homeless people beg, some steal from the streets, some fight and braw......l, and in short, although they have not committed serious crimes as traitors, there are always some petty thefts.

For the common people, the homeless people are by no means a group of people who can live honestly and honestly.

Such a group of people were included in the jurisdiction of Anning County by the county order, and the chaos in the future can be imagined.

So almost all the people are against it.

Who would have thought that their county town would become a concentration camp for petty thieves and homeless people, and the security of Anning County would not have to catch thieves every day?

Besides, there are still some people in Anning County who can't eat enough and want food, and the county commander is really full and has to settle the displaced people.

The decision of the county magistrate to resettle the displaced people seemed to the people so absurd, so reckless, and so irresponsible to the people.

is really a confused official, as long as he has political achievements, regardless of the people, some people will be scolded like this behind his back.

These people have forgotten how they praised Bai Luo for his clarity when Bai Luo solved the case of Li Tiegen's murder.

In the face of this huge criticism, it was not Bai Luo who bore the brunt, but the displaced people who rushed into Anning County with the greatest hope and the last hope.

他们在安宁县里几无容身之地，即使只是在屋檐下墙角边努力的蜷成一团，让自己的存在最小化也不行。

They were driven away and cursed by the people, splashed with dirty water, chased away by brooms, bitten by dogs, thrown with stones by children, and even beaten by ruffians and hooligans.

There are constant conflicts on a daily basis, big and small.

But they still gritted their teeth and stayed patiently, staying in this county town that did not welcome them.

For this is their last hope, the only refuge that has given them an invitation to stay and bless them.

But the homeless are not lambs, although they are the lowest level of society and the lowest status, they are also human beings after all, and they also have that last bit of self-esteem.

As a result, there is driving away and abuse, and there is resistance and fighting back.

The more intense the conflict between the people and the displaced people, the stronger the opposition of the people.

The crowd is surging, the contradictions have become more acute due to the intensification, and the whole county is like a powder keg full of explosive points, and like a tense bowstring.

Imminent.

Three days later.

The paper with a thousand words that appeared in the blog block of the county government finally pushed this contradiction to the climax, and also stabbed this contradiction straight in front of Bai Luo's eyes from the shadows.

This article was posted at night, and no one knows who posted it.

The whole article was written impassionedly, listing the reasons why Anning County was not suitable for resettlement, and bitterly complaining that the county order was only concerned about its own political achievements and did not pay attention to the people's feelings.

This text is brilliantly written, and not all of the people are literate and hyphenated, so a few scholars in the crowd came out of the crowd and explained every word and sentence of this article one by one.

The people who came to see came one after another, and the scholar said that he was tired, so he replaced the storyteller on the stage, and even sang and sang, and the explanation of the affairs of the displaced people until the meaning of the text was even more flowery.

In front of the county yamen, it turned into a storytelling hall, and the people flocked to watch one by one, pointing and discussing, and there were even idlers who were not afraid of big things, and they openly applauded when they heard the hearty place.

It was so noisy, but the gate of the county government was closed and there was no movement.

The people became more and more bold, and even when they saw the crowd of people here at the tea stall on the corner of Yamen Street, they smelled the business opportunities and moved the tables, chairs, benches, teapots and bowls.

Sure enough, the tea stall was full of people.

Mr. Storyteller frothed at the mouth, catering to the people, touting the texts, and wantonly smearing the homeless; The people spent two big sums of money to hold tea, snorted melon seeds, and applauded.

The people of Anning County all felt that this article was well written, wonderful, and wrote the voices of the people.

The yellow-skinned, thin, and hungry homeless people all retreated to the side, looking down dejectedly as the people carnivaled like demonstrations in front of the county government, and their eyes showed angry but helpless sadness and pain.

There are even some women and children in the homeless people, who are old and weak, with tears in their eyes.

In the past few days, the displaced people have slowly lost confidence, and such a big resentment has slowly extinguished the hope in their hearts.

Now that I see the closed door of the county government, I know in my heart that there is such a big opposition and public resentment, and this matter is already difficult, and there is little hope that the county order will issue a notice to resettle the displaced people.

The homeless people are now just waiting for the county order to finally issue a notice to abandon them, so they are just desperate.

"My lord, my subordinates will tear up this nonsense and dirty paper, and then arrest the bastard who wrote this bullshit, and lock him up for ten days and half a month, let him taste our methods, and never dare to talk nonsense again in this life." Jiang Xin said indignantly in Bai Luo's bedroom.

Lord Bai withstood such a lot of pressure to do this good thing, but the people didn't understand it, and they actually posted a message to scold the adult, really, it was unbearable.

Even he was angry with the adults.

Bai Luo leaned on the bed and moved her toes, she had been lying down for a few days, she had improved a lot, the swelling had almost disappeared, and even the pain was already very mild.

As for the abrasions on his hands, they had healed and scabbed over the next day.

Even the doctor who came for a follow-up visit was surprised again and again, saying that Bai Luo's body was recovering quite well.

Bai Luo leaned on the head of the bed and listened to Jiang Xin talk about the blog post article, and his eyes shone brightly.

However, it was not the light of anger that Jiang Xin thought, but the light of interest.

Bai Luo couldn't wait to jump out of bed and go to see the article by himself.

This was the first person to comment on her blog, and she certainly found it interesting.

As for the first message scolding her, she didn't feel it at all, whose blog hasn't been scolded by the message below?

Modern people have long been accustomed to it.

Bai Luo was not angry at all, but said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad." It's a pity that I can't walk yet. ”

Saying that, she became excited again, and danced with her hands to command Jiang Xin, "Jiang Xin, go and ask Wu Zhishan to copy a copy for me, I want to take a good look." ”

The more Bai Luo thought about it, the more fun he felt, and he couldn't help but show a bright smile on his face.

Lord Bai is still smiling so happily? Jiang Xin was stunned.

He wanted to touch his forehead a little, and he wanted to touch the forehead of an adult, which of the two of them had a fever and was burned?