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Chapter 77 Changhua County

Changhua County remains the same as ever.

The sun, like a furnace, hung high in the sky, indiscriminately scorching everything. The ground was so dry it was smoking, and the rivers had dried up. Only some wells that had been dug deep enough still had a little water.

Heaven is blind, but man-made disasters are even worse. In this year of great calamity, not only did the authorities not waive the tax burden, but they even increased it by several percent. In previous years, we could barely make ends meet, but this year we simply cannot survive.

With no harvest and no grain left in the family, even selling their children couldn't pay the taxes owed to the officials. So, with tears in their eyes, they abandoned the land passed down through generations and fled to other parts of the state with their families.

Normally, Changhua County, with its small land area and limited food resources, would not see a large influx of refugees.

However, nowadays, a long line of people has suddenly formed at the gate of the county town.

Numerous emaciated refugees, along with their families, lined up in a long queue at the entrance under the scorching sun. Although they were so thin that they seemed as if they could be blown away by the wind, each of them had a naked longing in their eyes.

That was the longing to be able to eat one's fill and not go hungry.

Nowadays, news of the Heavenly Lord descending to earth in Changhua County and mercifully helping refugees has spread throughout half of Cangzhou. Those who are far away or have already fled are fine, but those who are nearby are all gathering here with full of hope.

After all, who would willingly leave their homeland unless forced into a corner?

Right in the refugee queue, a disheveled little girl held her mother's hand tightly, looking at the queue ahead with innocent eyes.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

The equally emaciated woman raised her hand and gently rubbed the small head.

"Good boy, we'll be able to enter the city soon. Then we'll get the meat that the Grand Duke gave us, and we'll be able to eat our fill."

The little girl stopped talking for a moment, but soon she carefully tugged at her mother's clothes again.

"Mom, my stomach hurts so much. When can we go to the city?"

The woman sighed softly and looked up.

The number of people in front of them hadn't decreased much, and judging from the situation, it seemed unlikely they would even get a turn by the afternoon.

So the woman could only carefully take a water bag from her waist and put it into her daughter's hand.

"Honey, wait a little longer. There's still a little water left from the Xue family village. Drink a few sips to tide you over."

The little girl obediently took it, but after only two sips, she handed it back to the woman.

"Mother, you drink too."

"Sweetie, Mommy isn't hungry, you should drink more."

Then the conversation paused for a moment.

But as time went on, the little girl looked increasingly distressed, yet she still bit her lip tightly, seemingly unwilling to trouble her mother any further.

Unfortunately, there are some things that are simply unbearable.

The small figure swayed more and more violently, and just as it was about to fall—

A hand suddenly reached out and gently supported him.

"Ma'am, your daughter seems to be feeling unwell. Shouldn't you take her to see a doctor?"

The woman, who was anxiously looking ahead, only then noticed the situation and quickly picked up her daughter.

"Nannan! Nannan, what's wrong? Wake up!"

The surrounding refugees simply watched in silence, having long been accustomed to such tragedies; at most, someone would sigh – yet another poor child had starved to death.

There were even a few malicious eyes fixed on the girl's thin, frail body.

Finally, it was the person who helped the girl up who spoke.

"Big sister, if you don't mind, let me take a look."

The woman looked up in surprise, but only saw a travel-worn face. The man was probably in his twenties, not particularly handsome, but his eyes were bright, and there was always a faint smile on his lips that made people feel close to him at first glance.

"Hey young man, do you know medicine?"

The young man smiled calmly.

"I know a little bit. My family used to run a clinic. Can I take a look?"

Hearing this, the woman felt reassured enough to hand her child over to the young man.

The young man didn't do anything extra; he simply checked the girl's body, then tilted his ear as if listening to something—but there was no one in front of him—before nodding and speaking.

"The child is fine. She's probably just hungry and weak, and has caught a heat rash. Just give her something to eat."

The woman relaxed the moment she heard it was alright, but her face turned very distressed when she heard about eating something.

"I finished my last bit of food yesterday. In this situation, where am I supposed to get any more?"

The young man looked at the troubled face, shook his head slightly, then opened his bag and took out a few pieces of dried meat.

"I still have some food here, let the child have some—don't worry, it's animal meat that I caught halfway through, not human flesh."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly knelt down with a thud.

She herself had fled famine to this place, so she knew how difficult it was to share a bite of food with others during such a year of great disaster.

However, the other party simply shook his head slightly, then crushed the pieces of dried meat with his hands, asked the woman for the water pouch, and fed the girl the food with water.

Fortunately, the other person was only in a daze, not completely unconscious, so with the young man's help, they were able to swallow.

Before long, accompanied by a groan, the little girl slowly woke up.

Then she saw a face covered in tears.

".mother?"

Ignoring the woman's profuse thanks, the young man secretly slipped another handful of dried meat into her hand, then stood up and looked around.

Then, he immediately burst out laughing.

Sure enough, a few people approached with ill intent, like hyenas smelling rotting flesh.

"Young man, I didn't expect you to have some food saved up. We're all starving, so perhaps you could spare some?"

The young man looked at the few men who were fairly strong and stood out among the group of disaster victims, shook his head, and then said.

"I'm sorry, I don't have much meat. At most, I can help the poor. I really don't have any extra to share with you all. Besides, judging from your physiques, I guess you're not lacking in food."

"We're doing you a favor by asking you for something, don't you dare be so ungrateful!"

One of the men went around behind the young man, stretched out his filthy hand, and immediately tried to pull him out of the line.

But the next moment, his movements suddenly stopped.

—A dagger was already at his neck.

Even at midday when the sun is blazing, this dagger exudes a sinister aura that sends chills down one's spine.

"I'll say it again, I have nothing to share with you all, so please stop bothering me, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man was still smiling, but for some reason, the men felt a chill run down their spines.

The feeling was as if I were facing not a living person, but a ghost filled with yin energy.

"What's that saying again? Don't say you weren't warned."

All the men immediately fled in panic.

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