Being Scolded As a Loser? All the Big Guys In Beijing Are Rushing To Pamper Me

Shen Kun was practicing martial arts on the mountain as usual, when a group of ragged people suddenly appeared at the entrance of Zhuxi Village.

After hearing the news, people in the village rushed to the entrance of the village, and Shen Nian was among them.

In the snow, the exhausted refugees stood huddled together, looking enviously at the cotton-padded clothes and rosy faces of the villagers in Zhuxi Village, with pleading and desperate eyes.

A man who looked like the village chief stood up and said, "We have no bad intentions, we are just passing through here and want to ask for some hot water."

Village Chief Shen arrived late and saw a group of fleeing people coming to the village, and his face changed in shock.

"Where are you from?"

The fleeing village chief wiped the corners of his eyes and said bitterly: "He came from Yuzhou. We were hit by a snowstorm. Seeing that there is no way to survive, we all have no choice but to escape."

Village Chief Shen couldn't bear to see the miserable appearance of the group of people.

Instruct the young people in the village to prepare hot water and food.

"You go prepare some hot water and food."

The people who fled were disliked all the way, but now they finally got a good look, and their eyes were red.

Even the ignorant little baby forgot to cry and looked at the people in Zhuxi Village in confusion.

Brother Man and a group of children looked at the miserable appearance of these people and held the hands of their family members in fear.

Shen Nian rubbed the hair on the top of his brother's head and said, "What are you afraid of? With me here, you will never be like this."

Dapeng is a little thief. He knew how powerful she was, so he came over and looked at her eagerly, "Sister Niannian, can you protect me too?"

As soon as these words came out, other boys also ran over and surrounded Shen Nian in a circle.

"And I, Sister Niannian, I also want to..."

Shen Nian raised his chin, "You have so much confidence in me?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Sister Niannian is the most powerful."

In the last days, there are fewer and fewer children. In Shen Nian's concept, cubs are very precious existences.

Especially the cubs in the village really like her, their eyes are bright, not to mention how lovable she is.

Shen Nian patted his chest and said politely: "Protect, protector! Go out and tell me your name, I will keep you safe."

Several children tilted their heads with doubtful faces, "Big, big brother?"

Shen Nian cleared his throat and changed the topic, "Ahem, that's not important."

Brother Man tilted his head and asked, "Then what's important?"

"Eating candy is the most important thing." Shen Nian took out a piece of candy from his bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

Brother Man took a sip, his eyes slightly curved, "Sister, it's so sweet."

"It's just sweet."

Seeing that the little kids in the village were so greedy but still holding back, Shen Nian also gave it to them.

Gulu!

Gulu! ! !

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the fleeing team.

Shen Nian looked over and met a pair of bright and pitiful eyes.

The fledgling cubs looked worse than little beggars.

"Uncle village chief, let the village cook some porridge. The weather is freezing and the little kid may not be able to bear it."

Before Village Chief Shen could speak, the fleeing people all knelt down.

Tears flowed freely on his face.

"Thank you very much, girl! You are kind-hearted. If we can return to Yuzhou one day, we will definitely set up a memorial tablet for her to live forever."

Some women hugged their children and cried, "Baoer, we have met a good person, we have met a good person, God has opened his eyes..."

The children cry too.

The cries mingled together, making the people in Zhuxi Village feel sour.

Then I felt even more grateful to Shen Nian.

Thanks to Sister Nian's help in making money, everyone has been able to stock up on a lot of food.

They have heard that the price of food at the county grain store has been rising.

After all, they are people fleeing famine. Who knows who is inside. The villagers set up a pot at the entrance of the village, and a few women came to start cooking porridge.

A group of people fleeing famine lined up honestly.

Village Chief Shen nodded with satisfaction.

Not long after, the aroma of porridge came from the pot.

A sturdy man came over.

This man's eyes were as dry as an eagle's, with a scar at the corner of his eye, and he looked a bit fierce.

As soon as he arrived, the people in Zhuxi Village subconsciously tensed up.

"What are you doing?" asked a young man.

The man with the scar on his face knew that he looked scary, so he stopped and said, "I'm here to help divide the porridge."

"..."

Village Chief Shen waved his hand to the women in the village, "Since someone has taken the initiative to share the porridge, you should go and do your own business."

"Hey!" the women agreed, leaving the place for the strong man, and then left.

The man with the scar divided the porridge neatly, his movements were very quick, and he looked like a person who often worked hard.

Shen Nian saw that this man was very stable and was always busy, but his breath was very long.

Walked over and asked: "Are you good at martial arts?"

"Yes." The man with the scar didn't seem to talk much. He glanced at her and quickly looked away.

The head of the fleeing village was troubled by Da Zhuang's silent temperament and hurriedly replied for him: "Yes, he can. If Da Zhuang hadn't been there, the people in our village wouldn't have come here in such a large number. ."

There was chaos in Yuzhou, and many people fled.

It's snowing everywhere, the roads are hard to walk, food can't be found, and people are already robbing homes.

If it weren't for a person with strong martial arts skills, their things would have been taken away long ago, and how could they have persisted here.

When Shen Nian learned these things from the head of the deserted village, his expression became slightly condensed.

"Is the situation so serious?"

"No, if the government doesn't provide disaster relief, there will only be more people fleeing the famine." The village chief said with a sad face.

Shen Nian: "The mountains have fallen and the trees have fallen. In this situation, it is better to save yourself. I'm afraid the government will have to wait."

A woman nearby was feeding her child porridge. When she heard her words, she wiped her tears and said, "Who doesn't know this? But the world is difficult, and we can't help ourselves even if we want to."

The five-year-old child saw his mother crying and stretched out his thin hand to wipe her tears, "Mom, if you don't cry, just drink porridge."

The woman endured her sadness and comforted the child with a smile, "You eat first, and after you finish, mother will eat."

Shen Nian looked quite uncomfortable.

During a catastrophic disaster, ordinary people are the hardest hit.

Before the sympathy could spread, Brother Man came over and called her to eat.

"Sister, mother asked me to call you to eat."

Shen Nian responded happily, "Here he comes."

The siblings walked towards the village.

At this time, it was meal time, and other people in the village also left one after another.

The refugees looked at their comfortable and happy backs, with envy flashing in their eyes.

They were like this before. Although life was hard, they had a place to stay.

Where can they go in the future?

People with poor psychological quality eat hot porridge, but tears fall down.

The wind was very cold, blowing my tears, and my face hurt.

Quickly wipe it clean again.

In this world, the poor are not even qualified to cry!

Shen family.

When Shen Er saw his children back, he casually said, "Have you seen the victims? What do you think?"

Brother Man: "Those children are so pitiful."

"Do you want to help them?" Shen Nian interrupted with a smile.

"In no mood."

Shen Nian was a little curious, "Why? Don't you think they are pitiful?"

Brother Man's expression was serious, "But I can't help. Besides...my things are all hard earned by my parents, brother and sister, and I can't give them to others."

At such a young age, he is surprisingly able to carry it clearly.