Tens of thousands of homeless victims squat on the corners of the streets every day, waiting for large families to splash leftovers on the streets......

On the third day, Chen Bufan came to the Huang family again, the Qingshan faction.

The head of the Huang family walked out in confusion and asked, "Chen Daxia, I don't know what happened to me this time?"

Chen Bufan had a calm face and stared at him sharply, but he didn't speak.

"Haha...... Chen Daxia is really here for the country and the people, and today is also for the disaster victims, right?" Seeing this, the head of the Huang family continued with a smile: "Chen Daxia doesn't have to do anything! How can my Huang family be a person who can't be saved when he sees death? Don't say anything, my Huang family donates! Don't donate another 300 quintals, what does Chen Daxia think?"

Chen Bufan didn't say a word, and kicked the head of the Huang family in the stomach.

"Bump!"

The head of the Huang family bounced out and smashed a chair in the hall.

"You!Chen Daxia!What are you doing?When did my Huang family offend you?" The head of the Huang family slowly got up, his eyes became fierce, he stared at Chen Bufan fiercely, and said word by word: "Don't really think that my Huang family is afraid of you!"

"River City, Silicon Ming Town, Pugu City...... When did the people of these places offend you? Let you eat their flesh and drink their blood?" Chen Bufan walked forward step by step, speaking very slowly.

"What do you mean by this? Is there still less food that I, Huang, have donated to the disaster area? At the door of my Huang family, when is there no queue to give porridge?" The head of the Huang family had already drawn his long sword at this time.

The disciples of the Huang family's Qingshan faction have also expired, standing behind the Huang family's family master.

If you dare to take another step forward, we will definitely show no mercy!"

The Qingshan sect disciple shouted.

"Huh...... That's good! You guys go up together!" Chen Bufan sneered, his eyes revealing a burst of murderous aura: "I probably have to kill a few people before I can speak well!"

"You!" the head of the Huang family gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and said, "Chen Bufan, what do you want?"

"I don't want you to donate grain, it's not good for you, I'll let you sell grain!" Chen Bufan continued to say in a deep voice: "You can sell it a little more expensive, ten times, twenty times...... Sell for about twenty taels...... It's always okay, right...... But you're going to sell!"

"Chen, Chen Daxia, I am willing to donate 500 quintals!" said the head of the Huang family.

"You don't understand what I'm saying?! I want you to sell it! Do you really want me to eat?" Chen Bufan's long sword had been drawn, and the internal strength of his body had also spread out.

With a murderous look on one's face!

"Chen Bufan, do you know how many people are behind me?"

"Huh...... The Lin family, the Li family, the Zhang family, or the Liu family? Or maybe both?"

"If you know, what are you going to do? You know, I don't dare to mess around, it will make the people angry...... I dare to sell ...... They dare to kill me!"

"They dare to kill you!

Chen Bufan continued to say in a deep voice.

"You...... Ha ha...... Then you kill me!...... in broad daylight."

The head of the Huang family sneered.

"Heh......"

Chen Bufan sneered, and then, more than a dozen officers and soldiers walked out behind him.

"You ...... Okay......"

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The next day, Chen Buqun and Chen Shuwan came.

They stopped at the council hall in the disaster area, but the two did not directly donate the hundreds of loads of food they had brought to the relief camp.

But for the first time, I found Xiao Yan.

"Master......" Chen Buqun touched his bald head and saluted Xiao Yan, but his mood was extremely complicated.

"Hey...... Little Whore ......"

Chen Shuwan is still dressed as a woman, but today she wore a small ponytail, as if she had been carefully dressed up before going out.

"Haha...... Good morning......"

Xiao Yan yawned, stretched and said hello.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan...... Who are they?"

But at this moment, Xiao Yue'er threw herself into Xiao Yan's arms, and then looked at the two of them with small eyes and smelled it.

"I told you, this uncle is the apprentice who followed me to dig dung. Xiao Yan pointed to Chen Buqun, who had shaved his head, and said, then looked at Chen Shuwan and said, "Well, this is an excellent girl...... Ahem......"

"Bastard!" Chen Shuwan was so angry that she raised her hand and punched her, but unfortunately she was not an opponent at all, and she was taken advantage of by Xiao Yan.

"Dengzi!" Chen Shuwan scolded with an aggrieved blushing face.

Xiao Yue'er said with a smile: "Brother is good, sister is good." ”

"Haha...... It's so good......" Chen Shuwan stepped forward and touched the little girl's head, and said with a smile.

But at this moment, Chen Buqun had already been called over by Xiao Yan, as if he was whispering something.

It's just that Chen Shuwan frowned slightly, he had never been demoted Xiao Yan spoke with such a serious expression, did something big happen?

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In the porridge shed at dusk, Qin Xuanxuan's last spoonful of thin rice porridge was distributed.

Only empty barrels remained.

The victims behind the soup kitchen team let out even more painful sorrows.

Alas, tonight will have to go hungry again.

Qin Xuanxuan's face was even more sad, the food in the government began to become increasingly tight, and the porridge in the porridge shed became thinner and thinner every day.

I went to the warehouse yesterday and it was almost empty.

Rice is already sky-high, but no one is willing to sell it......

The number of victims is so large that it has increased several times or several times......

The victims left the porridge shed in disappointment, and their eyes were no longer lifeless.

On this day, however, things were a little different.

The slightly unpleasant smell of rotten rice bran made the numb victims look away.

A bald-headed monk dressed in colorful clothes, with a little girl, came out pushing a cart of cooked rice bran.

There was also a flag floating on it with the word "righteousness" written on it.

Suddenly, the eyes of the victims showed a desire to survive.

A whole cart of rice bran was cleaned in less than a quarter of an hour.

This kind of thing that pigs don't usually eat, but I didn't expect it to become the most sought-after thing at this time, and even Qin Xuanxuan hadn't reacted yet, why did Xiao Yan appear here.

“...... You know that although you can eat rice bran, if you eat too much, they will also die......" Qin Xuanxuan walked over.

"Well, I know. Xiao Yan didn't raise his head, he took care of his own things, he still had to transport a cart of rice bran, thinking that his apprentice's round house should be cooked.

“...... Why? Didn't Chen Buqun bring you dozens of truckloads of grain? Why did you distribute rice bran to the disaster victims?"

"Why should I give them food?"

"They're human too...... You can't ......."

"No, they are not people" Xiao Yan packed up his things and looked at the distant victims, extremely cold, "In this case, you can't treat them as people." ”

"You ......" Qin Xuanxuan didn't expect Xiao Yan to say such a rebellious thing.

"Rice, even rice porridge, is something that people eat, as long as the government distributes it, no matter how much food there is in the family, they will come out to rub a bowl, but those who can't rub it can only starve to death......" Xiao Yan directly interrupted Qin Xuanxuan's words, "Only by treating them as animals can they survive...... One load of rice can be exchanged for 100 loads of rice bran...... What could have saved one person can be turned into a hundred people. ”

PS: It's a bit messy. 5K a day is really uncomfortable. No manuscript saved. Kavin. Wrote a day yesterday. At the beginning, I wrote about seven or eight entry points, and then deleted seven or eight hundred words...... Still ignore it. Let's change it tomorrow.