But every face was filled with satisfaction.

They are all very young, because they are hungry for a long time and are malnourished, resulting in pale and thin skin, and their weak bodies are shaking in the wind.

Wearing clothes full of ripped holes, the beggars did not catch them and eat them after they got the bread, but instead lit up their little eyes and raised them quietly.

They didn't dare to look directly at Xu Mu before, but now they didn't dare to. They just glanced at him quickly, lowered their heads, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Xu Mu.

The knock was very loud, and it was really knocked on the ground.

After doing all this, they put the bread in their arms and walked southwards.

Xu Mu watched them disappear from sight before slowly standing up.

"Young Master? Do you want Xianweiju to bring some food?" Wang Zhao said softly when he saw Xu Mu was not used to eating the street stall.

Xu Mu still looked at the south side of Baima Temple and waved his hand and said, "Let's follow and take a look."

Although they were given ten kilograms of bread, Xu Mu still wanted to see where they lived.

What is it that makes these children under ten years old beg for begging under the White Horse Temple.

And after getting the food, I was reluctant to eat it, but I held it in my arms and took it back.

...

When he really walked to the south of Baima Temple, Xu Mu looked in front of him... the refugee slum was speechless for a long time.

Especially when he came back with the beggars, he found that the beggars were ecstatic and shouted "Sir" and then went back to their own houses.

It is actually just a temporary residence built with wooden frames that cannot shelter from wind or rain.

There are not even a few thatchs.

Afterwards, laughter came from all the houses.

Most of these children who go out to beg for their parents are bedridden, so they take on the heavy responsibility of their families when they are young.

And the only thing they can do is go out to beg.

These refugees saw Xu Mu, who was dressed in well, walked in and looked at him with strange eyes.

The eyes are complicated, there are panic, fear, inferiority, and hope...

Xu Mu walked around the refugee slum and found that there were about a thousand people in the refugee slum.

They are all gathered here spontaneously.

Because of the disaster, the Luoyang government also chose to turn a blind eye and did not drive them away.

Moreover, after the disaster, there are usually many diseases, especially in winter and spring, most of these refugees are infected with various diseases.

Usually, in a refugee slum, there is only one result in illness.

This is an era when neither the poor nor the refugee dares to get sick.

"Old Yang, has this prosperous era been as you wish?"
Chapter completed!