Chapter Eighty-Six: There is no idle land in the four seas, and the peasants are still starving to death

"On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work. ”

Green Floating Star recited another poem, and then sighed: "It turns out that rice is watered with sweat, so how much sweat does it take to water a seedling?

Litian: "I'm dizzy!"

For this kind of green floating star's incomprehension of ancient poems, Litian felt that he needed to explain patiently, so he gushed endlessly.

Green Floating Star: "I'm sleepy!"

"Actually, Minnong has another poem!" Litian obviously didn't mean to be her about it, but he was happy to talk about such a simple thing.

"How can there be?"

Green Floating Star is a bitter gourd face, who is this person? Why do you write so many things? Oh, it seems to be called Li Shen, it's really annoying!

Just because of such a sentence, an exploitative talent named Li Shen has since gone to a low point in his life and has been in a slump.

"If I say a word, you read it along!" said to himself, as if he couldn't see the green floating star's disgust with these poems.

"Plant a grain of millet in the spring, harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn, there is no idle field in the four seas, and the farmer is still starving to death. ”

After reading it again, it's still away from the sky, smash it, smash it.

The world of human beings is much more terrifying than demons, as long as ordinary demons fill their stomachs, they generally do not fight, and even if they fight, they are at most one-on-one, just one death and one life.

But human greed is the most terrible thing in the Six Realms, and tens of thousands of compatriots can die in order to satisfy their greed.

Reluctantly, Green Floating Star read along, and then asked, "Can a single seed harvest ten thousand?"

"You'll find out later!"

Litian's eyes suddenly deepened, and at the same time, the carriage stopped.

"Master!"

"Da Zhuang, Ben ...... When did I tell you to stop?"

It turns out that the coachman's name is Da Zhuang?

Green Floating Star thinks it's a good down-to-earth name.

As soon as Da Zhuang heard Litian's question, he immediately became nervous: "Yes!"

Without too many words, Da Zhuang prepared to drive.

"No need!"

Leave the sky to stop it.

Slowly lifting the curtain, it is time for her to see the world.

The green floating star looked out of the car along the sky, and saw that his eyes were full of desolation.

A group of ragged men, either on crutches or supporting each other, sighed one by one, but huddled together to prevent the carriage from passing by.

Some of these people will fall at any moment, and once they fall, there is no possibility of getting up again.

"What's wrong with them?"

Green Floating Star was a little frightened, shrunk back, and leaned on Litian's body.

"Okay, okay, give me something to eat!"

A thin woman hugged an infant baby, her voice was hoarse, her eyes were red but there were no tears.

But I saw her kneeling in the front: "Okay, okay, give me something to eat, this child hasn't eaten a mouthful of milk for three days, and he hasn't cried anymore, please Miss Gongzi, save the child!"

The green floating star had red eyes and was about to get out of the car, but was pulled back by Litianyi.

"Can't go down!"

"Why?" Green Floating Star didn't understand, "I have dry food on me!"

"You can't save her!" Litian stopped, but unfortunately he didn't, and Green Floating Star had already jumped out of the carriage, took out a piece of shortbread from his sleeve, and handed it to the woman.

"You eat first, what does this kid eat?" Green Floating Star looked at the soft baby, and his heart was indescribably soft