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Na Peng sharpened his knife and said with a bitter smile: "We rice thieves have nothing to grow, so naturally we want to exchange our people for your family's food." ”

"Your Excellency, isn't it a pastime, my Li family has a thin foundation, and I can't afford to support all heroes. Li Zhaochang said sarcastically.

"Boss Li misunderstood. Peng Modao was unmoved, and pointed to the group of old and weak behind him, "You can choose the people behind me, as long as you think you have enough food, Boss Li will take them all." ”

"Never!"

"Brother Peng, how can this be done!"

"This is our family, how can we exchange it for food. ”

"We just grabbed it, didn't we?"

"Exactly, exactly. Isn't that what we're in the city?"

Before Li Zhaochang could answer, the young and strong homeless people behind Peng Modao spoke one after another and objected loudly.

This Peng Daling suddenly turned around and scolded viciously: "Shut up, listen to me!"

Everyone was taken by his momentum, and they all closed their mouths, and there was silence in the field.

I saw him suddenly kneel on the ground, and he kowtowed to the group of homeless people three times, and said sadly: "It's my old Peng who can't stand everyone, and he took everyone on this dead road!"

The homeless people below were a little at a loss for a while, and soon some people knelt on the ground with a puff and said loudly: "Is this no wonder Brother Peng, if we don't grab food, we will starve to death?"

The others did the same, all kneeling in the cold snow.

Peng Mo Dao didn't speak, and said to himself: "This iron family is not easy, if you don't kill us, you will never stop." Right now we're trying to earn our lives, but ......"

With tears in his eyes, he stood up, pointed to the group of women, children, and children behind him and said: "It's a thousand miles to go to southern Xinjiang, and the weather is cold in this evil sect. Will all of us escape the minions of the Iron Family?"

"This time I met Boss Li is also a blessing of the gods, everyone leaves a little bit of blood and bones, and the rest ......"

He sighed, didn't get up, and knelt directly in front of everyone in the Li family and said, "It depends on Boss Li's kindness!"

This big boss Li looked at the head of the person kneeling in front of him, his face was pale, but he was secretly thinking about it in his heart. He had never been involved in the population business, but he had never seen a pig run or eaten pork, and of course he knew that although this business was a big business, it was difficult to say now.

I brought exactly 40,000 catties of all kinds of grain and rice after shelling, because of this strange weather, the cost is much higher than in previous years, and even if it is my own family, the price has to be raised, and only people are willing to sell.

This time, a total of 200 black iron and five baht coins were spent (Note: In this book, according to the weight balance system of 24 baht is equal to 1 tael in the old system, and 16 taels is equal to 1 city catty, then this money contains 6.5 grams of black iron. The black iron money that appeared after that all referred to this kind of five-baht coin. For the convenience of the officials, the five baht is set to be about 1,000 yuan. ）。

Now there is a shortage of grain in the city, and in previous years, a Xuantie coin could buy 400 catties of first-class japonica rice. It has tripled years ago, and I can only buy 100 catties of grain of the same quality. If this trip is safe and stable, you can earn two hundred Xuantie coins for the benefit of this pair without manual expenses, that is, twenty square yuan stones (note: the price ratio of a standard square yuan stone and Xuantie money is 1:1o), which is still less!

It's not easy to say that the population business is completely two prices in famine years and good years. This year's Nian Cheng can be said to be the worst in more than 30 years since he can remember, and he is a new hand, and he will definitely be depressed by the brokers when the time comes.

Looking at these people again, his heart is cold. Whether these people can hold out to Iron Mountain City while standing and shaking is still a question, and it is not bad if they don't lose money.

But if you want to refuse...... He thought of it and felt like someone was pulling his sleeve. turned his head and saw that it was his son Li Zisheng who came to his side without paying attention.

He hurriedly scolded, "What are you doing here? Go back quickly, don't make a mess." ”

His son didn't seem to hear it, but he asked to himself, "Father, can these people escape the pursuit of the Tie family?"

Li Zhaochang snorted from his nose and replied in a low voice: "How is this possible? Not to mention the Tie Family Immortal Master, even if the Tie Family Elite rides a hundred miles a day, there is no problem at all." I think in half a day these people will be overtaken, and then ......"

He thought that his son in front of him was only twelve years old, and some words were too cruel to talk to him, so he stopped talking in time.

When the young man heard this, he couldn't bear it but didn't look a little afraid, and he said confidently, "That's easy, father." That big boss Peng is just supporting Gu!"

When his father heard this, he secretly screamed in his heart with shame. I have been practicing for so many years, and when I encounter major events, I don't have the calm to see things clearly and clearly.

Yes, this group of people is just a fish swimming at the bottom of the kettle, so naturally they can't escape a dead word, and the accompanying family members are naturally not much better. Even if he wasn't killed on the spot, he was still worthy of being a coolie in the coal kiln of the Tiejia Mine, which would mean living for a few more months.

This knife sharpening Lao Peng said that he was selling people, but in fact, it was just an idea to arrange the aftermath. When Li Zhaochang thought of this, he was confident.

So he walked up a few steps and said to Peng Sharpening the knife: "Peng Da is in charge, it doesn't have to be like this. Let's take a step to speak. ”

Sharpening the knife, Lao Peng stood up and came to the side with Li Zhaochang and whispered a few words. The two of them had just made a start, and the murderer had to stand upside down, waving his arms vigorously, looking furious. However, Li Zhaochang was unmoved, holding his hands and looking light. In the end, it was the old Peng who sharpened the knife and nodded gloomily, and the two ended the discussion.

But at the time of tea, the two people in charge returned to their own side.

Boss Li immediately ordered a car to be driven out, unloaded all the grain and piled it on the side of the road. The old ox was also tied to a nearby tree.

And the knife sharpening old Peng whispered a few words to his own people, and finally had a dispute with these green people, and finally most of them walked towards their families in despair.

The weeping and screaming of women and children could be heard from among the homeless people.

After another meal, Peng Modao and the others walked to the Li family grain team with more than 40 children crying, followed by parents who were reluctant to give up with their children.

Behind the old Peng, who took the lead in sharpening the knife, there was a middle-aged woman who was haggard, holding a seven or eight-year-old boy in his hand, and the child's eyebrows were very similar to the Peng sharpening knife in front, and everyone knew that this was a father and son.

The boy did not cry or make a fuss, and although his clothes were thin, he did not shrink in the cold wind like his parents.

When they came to the Li Jialiang team, the woman suddenly squatted down, stretched out her hand tremblingly, and carefully groomed the boy. She first scraped off the frost condensed between the child's eyebrows with her fingers, then wiped the child's dusty little face with her sleeve, and after tidying up his tattered clothes, she took out a shabby dark red sweat towel from her arms and slowly wrapped it around her son's neck.

The boy looked at his mother blankly, suddenly stretched out his little hand and put it on her face, wiped her eyes with his fingers, and said, "Don't cry, Auntie, don't cry." ”

Mrs. Peng grabbed the small hand with her two hands and put it on her face, blindfolded herself, and shrugged her shoulders for a while.

Finally, when she stood up, except for her red eyes, she already looked as usual, and she was deeply blessed to walk up to Li Zhaochang. This woman is not an ordinary person, and when she straightens up, she no longer cares about her son, but begins to comfort other mothers around who are reluctant to leave their children.

And Na Peng's heart was as hard as iron, and he didn't look at his wife and children from beginning to end, so he shouted to his entourage to carry the cattle and carry the grain, and arranged for others to cut down trees and boil water, and it seemed that he was going to make a meal here.

As he hurried past his son, he stumbled and fell straight to the ground. But he immediately stood up, wiped his face with his sleeve, and continued to shout and command the people without any abnormality.

The people of the Li family who were watching from the sidelines were not so scared at this time, but looked at the human tragedy in front of them with compassion. The father and son of the Li family were clear-minded, and they ordered everyone to arrange these children to each car one by one, and then the boss of Li shouted, and everyone drove the whole grain team back on the road with a whip.

As soon as the car moved, the suppressed cry immediately sounded, echoing among the white mountains. In particular, the mothers were still climbing the wheels, calling the names of their children and telling them, while stumbling and stumbling along with the grain carts......

The convoy had gone far, and when it looked back at the smoke removed, it was no longer possible to see the mothers who were crying on the ground. But the children who left their parents for the first time were still choking up, making the atmosphere of the newly escaped convoy a little depressing.

Li Zisheng jumped out of the mule cart in which his father and son were sitting, holding a bag in his hand, which was the food his mother had prepared for his father and son along the way. He didn't discuss it with his father, so he opened the bag and distributed the bacon and chicken steamed buns one by one to the children.

It's a pity that the food for two people for a few days is not enough for these children. So the boy borrowed some food from his uncles and brothers. The Li people are also soft-hearted and also look at the face of the young owner, and everyone can make up enough for these children to fill their stomachs.

Li Zisheng saw that several children were so cold that their faces were blue and their lips were purple, so he returned to the car and took out a few new clothes that his mother had bought for him and handed them over to the children who were shivering from the cold. In the end, the young man saw that there were still two little girls who had not been given cotton clothes hugging each other and shivering, he took off his clothes and wrapped them around, and ran back to the car to find them for a long time before changing into a thin autumn coat. It's also thanks to Xiao Zhoutian that he has a certain ability to resist cold, otherwise he would have to freeze himself.

This time, someone couldn't see it, so one of the relatives asked, "Three boys, just give them food to stutter, why are you still spoiling your new clothes on them?"

The young man stopped his movements and replied earnestly: "Uncle, it is not good to be hungry, and it is not good to be cold. They are all raised by their fathers and mothers like us, and they can help a little. ”

The crowd was silent, but a few people took out their own quilts and covered them over the children.

The teenager did not want to starve and freeze...... Or to die, so he doesn't want to see his own kind suffer the same.

That's what makes people human!

Human beings are originally social animals or demons with the ability to "empathize". "Empathy" here is a psychological term for our world, which refers to the fact that human beings can feel the emotions of another individual and take them as their own emotional experience.

This is also the reason why you like to read novels, because we can feel the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the characters through the words, and take these feelings as our own emotional experience. From this point of view, the reasons why men like YY texts and women like romance letters are the same.

As the so-called things hurt their kind, Qiu Ming is also sad.

Li Zhaochang sat on the wheel, watching his child run before and after running happily, his brows furrowed, shaking his head and muttering things like a loser, but he didn't get out of the car to stop it.

At this moment, Li Zhaochang's ears moved, and he heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves in front of him. He was stunned, turned over and jumped on the roof of the car to look intently, but his eyes flashed by a reflection.

He blinked a few times, and then he could see that a group of knights had come in front of him, holding a large banner aloft. The winter wind is cold, and the banner is waving, and there is clearly an "iron" word on it.

The horses were clad in iron armor, reflecting a terrifying cold light in the winter sun. They were extremely fast, but only a dozen breaths before they came from the skyrim to the front of the convoy.

The knight made a whistle, and the cavalry changed formation like a cloud of peers, and at once the entire convoy was half surrounded.