When Erdanniang left, the village chief began to continue to distribute food from house to house.

When he was assigned to He Zhaozhao's house, He Zhaozhao squinted with a smile and shouted crisply: "Thank you, Uncle Village Chief." ”

The sweet little milk sound fell into the ears of the village chief, so that he almost couldn't hold it, and added more food to them.

He Dasheng chose a weapon to take advantage of, which was a long knife with some weight, and it only looked majestic.

At this moment, a person suddenly ran over in a hurry, walked to the village chief, and asked with a difficult face: "Village chief, there is one more thing, what about the wounded people we brought back from the camp?" ”

Speaking of this, the village chief paused slightly, his brows furrowed, and he was in trouble for a while.

In their operation last night, they had rescued seven or eight wounded captives, both men and women, in the camp of the Gentiles, but without exception, they were quite young.

Seeing that the village chief was embarrassed, the man spoke again: "These people, our manpower can't take care of them, the best way is to distribute them and see if anyone can adopt these people......

Otherwise, seeing this group of half-grown children unattended, and they died of illness, I am afraid that it is not a problem.

Thinking of this, the village chief hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

He walked to the middle, explained the situation to the villagers who were still on the ground, and then said: "Those who have adopted these people, each family can get their corresponding grain, and another 20 catties of compensation...... Nope."

Hearing this, many villagers who had no idea at all suddenly began to move.

Especially in the He family's old house, Mrs. He's body has just become a little better in the past two days, and when she heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up excitedly.

According to each of them, they will divide 30 catties of grain, and they can compensate for an additional 20 catties, so there will be 50 catties of grain!

It is said that there are seven or eight of them in total, and if they were all adopted, it would be 400 catties of grain!

Thinking of this huge number, Mrs. He's teeth were about to burst out laughing.

She immediately raised her hand and said loudly to the village chief, "Village chief, our family has all been adopted." ”

As soon as they heard this, the villagers of the whole village looked at Mrs. He on the side in shock.

Although they had more or less thought about it, no one expected that Old Lady He would really say such a dark thought in her heart.

According to Mrs. He's urine, what she said was adoption was good, but if she said it was ugly, didn't she just want to get all the food in this way?

Even if there are people who can't get used to Mrs. He, they sneered: "Yo, do you want to adopt?" I don't even want to break you, aren't you just greedy for the food that is compensated. ”

was broken in public, and Mrs. He sank her face with displeasure, and she went back: "I just want to help the village chief solve this trouble, where is your turn to talk more?" ”

"Cut, it's so kind and pretending to be kind, do you think we are all fools?"

Listening to the man's disdainful tone, even if Mrs. He was angry, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to fight.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the village chief hurriedly glanced at the few people beside him.

The men immediately went up and pulled the two apart.

"Calm down." The village chief cleared his throat and then said to the crowd, "It will be more troublesome to deal with this batch of wounded people who need to be adopted, so in order to ensure the quality of the wounded's recuperation, each family is limited to adopting a maximum of one person." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. He pouted dissatisfiedly.

"What...... I can only adopt one person. Village chief, our family has a large population, and it is convenient to take care of the wounded, so let's raise a few more. ”

"No, each family is limited to one adoption, and then we'll see how it goes."

The village chief refused very simply, and Mrs. He saw that there was no room for negotiation, so she dispelled her thoughts.

She stepped aside and looked at the few wounded people standing nearby.

There were two women and five men in this group, and Mrs. He's eyes suddenly fell on the skinniest little girl.

Her eyes lit up as she pointed at the little girl.

"Village chief, let's adopt this."

This little girl looked thin and weak, and she didn't have a few taels of meat on her body, so she must have been a no-food.

When the village chief saw that Mrs. He had chosen the wounded, he nodded.

"Well, since you want to adopt a family, you have to take good care of others, and these wounded people must wait until their parents are found, or they have other places to stay. If anything, we'll go and get the wounded back. ”

Thinking of those fifty catties of food, how can Mrs. He still take care of these? Even nodded.

"Don't worry, village chief, we will definitely raise this little girl for nothing and don't let her do anything."

When the woman who had quarreled with Mrs. He heard this, she immediately pursed her lips disdainfully.

Still chubby? Thinking too much, even if the sun rises in the west, Mrs. He will not be such a person.

Otherwise, how could he have used up the money from He Zhaozhao to sell jade pendants, and he would have made up his mind to sell them.

This poor little girl will presumably be the second He Zhaozhao.

After receiving the fifty catties of grain, Mrs. He took the little girl back beautifully.

Gradually, people on the field began to adopt other wounded.

He Dasheng looked at this scene, and turned his head to discuss with Xia Chunlian.

"Our family now has so many children, and you are pregnant with them in your belly, so you won't adopt them, and we won't be able to take care of them for a while."

Xia Chunlian also thought the same, so she nodded: "I also think that our family is not short of that bit of food now anyway, so it is better to go back and close the door and live our own lives." ”

After reaching a consensus, He Dasheng beckoned his sons and prepared to carry the food back together.

There were fewer and fewer people in the field, and just as they were about to leave, a cry of fear suddenly erupted from the side.

"No adoption, no adoption, I don't want this......"

A man dropped the food in his hand and ran away.

Hearing this movement, He Zhaozhao opened his big round eyes and looked over curiously.

When he turned his head, he happened to meet a pair of eyes as black as ink.

Of the eight wounded, seven children were taken away, leaving only the child who looked to have the most wounds all over his body and had a fierce eye.

I saw that the boy's face was calm, and the blood was still sliding down his forehead.

There was a bit of unusual fierceness in his eyes, and the whole person was like a wounded wolf king, revealing a terrifying temperament all over his body.

For a while, no one dared to approach the boy, let alone adopt him.