To be precise, this family does not have any courtyard gate. From the fence made of bamboo poles, you can see two earthen houses made of loess at a glance.

It is normal to be poor. This is not only the Central Plains, but also the whole country.

"When the people prosper, the people suffer; when the people die, the people suffer!" This sentence comes from Zhang Yanghao, a scattered song writer of the Yuan Dynasty, is not written in an essay, but is a true portrayal of the rule of China's thousands of years of feudal dynasty.

The so-called prosperity and prosperity actually have nothing to do with the people at the bottom.

In such a chaotic era, it is good to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Under the eaves was a seven or eight-year-old girl in ragged clothes and wearing a coarse cotton jacket. She looked at the group who came into the courtyard uninvited to walk into the gate, her eyes full of horror.

"Ni'er, young father and mother? Why are you the only one sitting here on New Year's Eve?" the village chief stepped forward and asked.

"My sister is sick. My parents are thinking about getting something for her. They went out early in the morning and asked me to watch my sister at home." The girl looked at the familiar village chief and was still frightened and trembled.

Tang Dao's brows couldn't help but frown.

It’s snowing now. Although Henan Province is in the Central Plains, it is still a little more geographically from the north. The temperature is already below zero. What can I find when I go out to find food? The most important thing is that I just bought this grain? Even if I really don’t have money, I can still send dozens of kilograms for free!

This is New Year's Eve and there are patients, so it's OK to get a dough soup!

"Young father and mother are so irritating. Didn't your family just get 100 kilograms of noodles the day before yesterday and don't steam a bun for the baby to eat? In this cold weather, the bark has been stripped away long ago. What can I find when I go out?" The village chief's face changed slightly, but he immediately scolded the girl loudly.

The girl's eyes were already filled with tears, but she was reluctant to open her mouth to speak again.

"Sir, their adults are not at home, why don't we go to another one?" the village chief could only turn his head and suggest.

"We're waiting for them here!" Tang Dao's face was as gloomy as the sky.

Instinctively, he felt something was wrong with it.

Even if the village chief in front of him was not the initiator, he should have known some inside information. His heartbeat just now was one-third faster than before.

Someone was trying to make the food idea. If it weren't for the little girl, Tang Dao's murderous intent would have been swelling up.

However, at an angle that others could not see, Tang Dao's hand behind him had already made a gesture.

Xia Dayu, who was standing outside the door, understood it and turned around and left.

Tang Dao came here, not only with the security battalion provided by General Jiang and his security reinforcement squad, but also with a reconnaissance company that Lei Xiong urgently transferred him a week ago.

Tang Dao knew very well. In this era, who has a strong fist and who can speak has a weight. Otherwise, why would that Military Control Commission's "Chasing Tai Sui" dare to throw a provincial administrative inspector who is also in the major general into the Yellow River?

Of course, such a small village would not have allowed Tang Tuanzu to raise troops to surround the village to obtain the truth. Tang Dao asked his guards to go to the village to find out the truth, and the scouts on the periphery needed to be prepared for combat.

In extraordinary times, extraordinary means must be used. No matter who is involved, Tang Dao must use thunder to cut off the black hand that stretches towards the food, so as not to have more people to make the idea of ​​disaster relief food after encountering greater disasters in the summer.

The number of people affected by the disaster is still relatively small, and by then it will involve 30 million people and starve to death by 3 million.

The life and death of several or even hundreds of people is in front of millions of levels, and fools know how to choose.

Tang Dao stood in the courtyard without moving, his face was gloomy and he didn't speak, but the village chief who was accompanying him was sitting on pins and needles.

The village chief is an old man in his 50s and should have some prestige in the village. This is a major feature of rural China at present.

The so-called village chief is actually not an administrative position, and no one is paid. It is recommended by the villagers themselves, mainly to help the village and the village have a dialogue.

Such a small character is naturally not qualified to participate in this chain of interest distribution, but it does not prevent him from knowing some news and warnings from the people above.

The village chief didn't know what kind of big man Tang Dao was. He only knew that the young man in military uniform was sitting in a car, with a blonde and blue-eyed foreign woman standing next to him, and there were more than a dozen trucks of fully armed soldiers behind him. The soldiers were respectful to him. This show was even better than the county magistrate he had ever seen.

The girl got a few milk candies from Laura. With Laura's patient help, she carefully peeled off the candy paper and put the candy into her mouth. An indescribable sweetness poured into the tip of her tongue. The girl hurriedly spit out and held it tightly with her hands.

"It's delicious, you can eat it!" Laura was a little surprised.

"I want to give it to Xiao Ni'er, she's sick." The girl held her tightly and gave herself an unprecedented sweet milk candy, explaining her very uneasy.

"This is for you, for your sister, I have it here." Laura felt sad and took out a few more from her pocket and stuffed them into the girl's pocket.

The girl walked into the house happily and stuffed the dirty milk candy in her hand into the mouth of a four-year-old girl whose face was red due to a high fever.

"It's really not easy for you Chinese." Laura looked at this scene with pity in her eyes.

"The fire of war has not destroyed our will, but greed can!" Tang Dao took a deep breath, closed his eyes and looked up at the sky.

The cold snowflakes were poured on his face, but they could not extinguish the increasingly fierce anger in his chest.

After more than forty minutes, a couple wearing torn cotton jacket, both feet and legs were muddy, carried tools back to the door.

The woman holds the man, and one of the men's trousers is still empty, swaying lightly in the cold wind. The woman's thin body looks even thin like a piece of paper, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.

His face was even more burnt, which looked extremely malnourished.

The two of them were obviously not mentally prepared for the people standing in the yard. They also looked at the village chief who was on the side while showing fear.

"What are you two doing? You are not staying at home during the Chinese New Year, where have you gone? Let the master from the province wait for a long time." The village chief scolded the thin couple as soon as he met.

"Little Ni'er is sick. My mother and I thought about getting some fish and shrimps in the river to replenish her body. It's also considered the New Year." The man replied with a bitter face.

"The river to the west, see if there is water there? Can it flood your ankles? You can also fish and shrimp! People from all over the country have gone to fish for countless times, and even the grasshoppers are thrown into the pot and cooked. What about the 100 kilograms of white flour you received in the county the day before yesterday? I don't believe you can eat it all in the next two days." The village chief continued to scold.

Both of them are disabled. The man dug trenches for the army two years ago. A shell exploded and cut off one of his legs. The army simply bandaged him and threw a piece of silver for him to fend for him.

As a result, the man was desperate and returned to the village with the help of his fellow villagers, and miraculously survived.

I guess I was thinking that my deaf and mute wife and her young two children were not taken care of!

But after losing one leg and losing the main labor force, the situation of this family member who lost his main labor force is now imagined. By this year, due to drought, the family had to eat for three days. The four people did not starve to death in this deserted year, which was purely a miracle among miracles.

This made it difficult for the province to buy grain at half price. Many families sold silver bracelets or ancestral goods from their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to buy grain. However, this family could not produce anything valuable except two dirt houses and a torn quilt.

Fortunately, the county also issued a notice, and that people like this can't afford to pay. As long as the village and the township are responsible for the security and the superiors come to their home for review and approval, they can get free food.

There are five families in the entire village like these couples. The village chief reported it early. After checking in the county, they all passed. The day before yesterday, they informed them to collect the food and go home.

But I heard that it seems that the weight seems to be a bit different from the notice, but the village chief warned them, don’t ask what shouldn’t be asked, don’t say what shouldn’t be said, it’s good to have stuttering. The county and provincial chiefs have been busy for such a long time, so don’t let them get some benefits?

This is a very normal truth. The village chief who is a mature man will not understand it.

"Brother, don't be afraid. I came down from the province to see how the New Year is going after everyone received the disaster relief food. If you have food, you can save some food. Until April and May, a batch of disaster relief food should arrive. Now the country is fighting with the Japanese, and the economy is in a difficult situation. Not to mention letting everyone have enough food, but it will always give everyone a way out." Tang Dao took the initiative to come forward and talk.

"Master, it's really not that I can't bear to give my children food, it's really..." After hearing Tang Dao say this, the man choked in his throat, but it was hard to continue talking about it.

"Brother, I'm not hiding what you want to say, you must not hide it from me. I am the deputy commander of disaster relief appointed by the Executive Yuan, responsible for assisting the commander of the First War Zone in the province. As long as the disaster relief food is involved, it is under my jurisdiction." Tang Dao said seriously.

The man and the village chief were both shocked. They couldn't figure out what the deputy commander was, but they knew how old the war zone commander was. He was the king of a province.

Such a young man is actually the deputy of the king of a province?

"For example, your village chief said that you received 100 kilograms of noodles, not to mention one or two kilograms less, even one or two kilograms less, I can get justice for you. Don't be afraid that they will cause trouble for you in the future. I have a saying in the army that people die of death! People are about to starve to death now, and they are still very good at thinking so much? Think about your two daughters, do you have the heart to watch them starve to death?" Tang Dao encouraged.

Tang Dao knew the ideas of these lower-class people. No matter how powerful Tang Dao was, it was not very useful.

What does it mean that county officials are not as good as county managers? Tang Dao is here, and it seems that he can find justice for them to punish some people, but he cannot be here forever. Once he leaves, those people can rub them round and flatten them at will.

Tang Dao can only use the lowest-level logic of life and death to encourage him. He may be killed by someone, but if he doesn't say that the family will starve to death. Anyway, they will die. It's better to drag the corrupt officials into the water first.

Tang Dao can't tell them now that those people cannot persecut them, because when Tang Tuanzuo is angry, someone who dares to cause trouble will lose his head.

Tang Dao's words certainly aroused the bloodiness of being a father. With the help of his wife, the man took out a bag of grain from the shallow cellar at home and put it in front of several people, with a sad face: "This is what I went to the county to collect. The county's men said that this can make us seeds when we plow in spring, and the grain we planted is far more than 100 kilograms."

Not to mention that the village chief was shocked, even Tang Dao, who had been mentally prepared, couldn't help but open his eyes wide and looked carefully and then.

Let’s talk about the maximum amount of grain for that bag of grain is only 20 kilograms. The 100 kilograms is deducted by four-fifths. Besides, it’s not flour, but wheat, and at least two years of old mai.

What is the nonsense of being a seed when plowing in spring is simply a matter of nonsense, and even this thing can be planted with wheat.

If you grind 0.8 kilograms of flour per kilogram of wheat, then this is 16 kilograms of flour.

The deduction rate of 84% can be considered as the time to make Tang Dao more knowledgeable.

"Sir, the drought has not eased at all now, and it may be even worse next year, so we dare not move these foods, otherwise it would be okay for us couples to starve to death. I am afraid that my big Nier and little Nier will be like the county next to us..." The man said and burst into tears.

Change your son and eat! The most terrible phenomenon during famine in ancient China was actually also performed in two counties last year.

What can I do when the trees in Pingyuan County are far less lush than mountainous counties, and I don’t even have to eat bark and leaves?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The man is at least an extremely qualified father! He is doing his best to protect his wife and children in this disaster year.

"I promise, I will seek justice for you and all the people here, and you will no longer have to worry about someone looking for you, Mafa, I promise." Tang Dao waved his hand and asked Xia Dayu, who was jogging, to come over with 50 kilograms of white flour first, and turn around and leave.

Even the murderous aura in his body could feel the cold wind suddenly became even more fierce.

"It is common for families who buy grain in the village to lack weight, and it is not all white flour, basically half white flour and half wheat. Most of the free relief workers are wheat, and the portion is seriously insufficient." Xia Dayu followed Tang Dao and reported in a low voice.

"Please let someone out the news. Deputy Commander Tang visited the villages in secret, his face was gloomy, and he sent encrypted messages to the theater headquarters continuously." Tang Dao ordered as he walked.

"Tang, I remember you said that you sent an inspector team and ordered that if there was corruption, you would enforce wartime military laws. Why did anyone do this? Is money more precious than life?" Laura asked in anger and confusion before walking towards the car.

Poverty and suffering have already had a great impact on this kind and straightforward Western woman, but I didn't expect that there would be tooth-inspiring greed hidden after this.

"Laura, Marx's "Das Kapital" says: When profits reach 10%, they will be ready to move; when profits reach 50%, they will take risks; when profits reach 100%, they dare to trample on all laws in the world; when profits reach 300%, they dare to risk hanging." Tang Dao stopped.

"And this kind of profit is as high as 500%. Do you think anyone will put their hands over?"

"I'm not worried about anything else, just worry a little bit." Tang Dao sighed before he got into the car.

"What are you worried about? Is those people's backgrounds too deep?" Laura couldn't help but feel a little worried in her blue eyes.

She knew that Tang Dao's personality was to move forward on the battlefield, just as he once said: Even if there are thousands of people, I will go!

That kind of heroism is the most perfect manly pattern in her heart.

She didn't believe he would stop because of the darkness.

"Haha! I'm just worried! The person behind this matter is not big enough. If it's not big, his head will not be big enough." Tang Daolang laughed.

The convoy set off in the snowflakes in the sky, and did not go to the county town that had been prepared, and went straight to another county.

Tang Dao knew that the more places he ran, some people were destined to suffer from insomnia this New Year!
Chapter completed!