After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

There are so many refugees, not all of them are good, and some have impure thoughts.

After learning that Zhao's father had given a steamed bun to a refugee, these hungry refugees walked towards Zhao's father and extended their hands to him.

Father Zhao looked at the hungry refugees and said calmly: "Steal my food to survive, you are showing off."

The refugee was angry and painful towards Zhao's father: "I can't help it. As long as I can still live, I will not come to snatch your food. Please, give me a bite to eat?"

"Give you a bite, what about them?" Father Zhao pointed to the other people behind him.

The refugees didn't even glance at the fellow refugees behind them: "I don't care, I just want a bite to eat."

Father Zhao sneered: "We came together to besiege me, but now you say you only care about yourself and no one else, aren't you just trying to steal my food?"

"You robbed me. It was just a bite to eat, not long-term food."

"Let me ask you, why are you following my team?"

Facing Father Zhao's inquiry, the refugee was very embarrassed, but finally said: "I heard that you want to take us to a place where we can have food and drink."

Father Zhao nodded: "Yes, that's right."

"I don't believe how there is such a place."

"It's none of your business if you don't believe it. I do want to go to such a place."

"Is there really such a place?"

"Am I not going now?"

"That place can really provide us with food and drink?"

"I told you I'm going to that place. If you don't believe me, don't follow us. Also, I'm taking everyone to that good place. I can't die. If you try to rob me, you will be the ones who die."

Father Zhao felt sorry for them, but he knew his responsibility better.

He is not a Bodhisattva and will not cut off his own flesh for others to eat and let himself starve to death.

There are his relatives, friends and students in this team. He must not put himself in danger just to let the refugees eat a bite of food to survive.

He deliberately lured out these eager refugees: "Follow if you want. If you don't want to, you don't have to. I won't give you food."

The refugees were not convinced, but rather resentful: "But you gave them food."

"Yes, you also said that I gave them food, not that they robbed it." Father Zhao confronted them without fear at all, "I can give my own food to whoever I want."

The refugee was furious: "You just look down on me, you just deliberately tempted me to rob you, you did it on purpose."

Father Zhao smiled sarcastically: "As long as you say so, I don't need to explain to you what I do. But I can tell you that if you do it, you will definitely die."

The refugee was so angry that he really wanted to stab Zhao's father in the chest with his knife, but he was also afraid of death.

Starving to death and being killed by others are two different concepts. If you can live, you will never die.

Father Zhao softened his tone again: "Now everyone has no food to eat. There is no way around it."

"Now we have found a place where we can eat and drink. If you believe it, come with us."

"As long as you can't starve to death, just endure it. There is no end to your fate."

Father Zhao's words were true and false, false and true, kind and ferocious, which frightened the refugees.

Some people don't want to believe Father Zhao, but they are also afraid that if that place is real, then they will be in big trouble.

But if they believed Father Zhao, how would they endure the hunger along the way.

This choice is a matter of life and death. It is difficult to choose, but I have to choose.

After Father Zhao and others set off again, those who chose Father Zhao followed.

If you don't believe Father Zhao, please go back to your place.

Sliding on the ice with a sledge is really much faster than walking on two feet.

Especially every five days, Father Zhao would treat them to a porridge with his own food.

Drinking warm gruel really makes the refugees feel that this is what it really means to be alive.

They believed in Father Zhao even more. They really didn't ask a single question and just followed Father Zhao.

In this way, walking to Ping'an Town in one go, the number of people increased from more than 600 to more than 2,000.

These more than 1,000 people are all refugees.

After listening to what Zhao's father said, Mr. Xiang really admired him: "Tiger father has no dog son, Mr. Zhao, Xiao father, brother Zhao, thank you for your hard work."

"No one else would bring them here as righteously as Brother Zhao."

Father Zhao sighed and shook his hand: "You say I am righteous, but I am not as kind as Brother Xiang. Look at these tens of thousands of people, you are the real righteous one."

"And I just listened to my dog's words about Brother Xiang's righteousness, so I brought a few people back along the way."

“I didn’t really do anything else.”

Mr. Xiang was full of smiles: "Brother Zhao, what you said is serious. If you don't give them some gruel, how can they survive here?"

"How would they have gotten here if it weren't for your sledge?"

"How would they be here if it weren't for your kindness?"

"All this is due to my brother's kindness."

Father Zhao accepted this and had a happy chat with Mr. Xiang.

At the end of the conversation, Mr. Xiang asked: "Brother Zhao brought all students, what do you think?"

Father Zhao shook his head and waved his hands again: "I just brought them here. As for how to arrange them, it depends on Brother Xiang."

He is just a tenant and cannot interfere too much.

It was inappropriate for him to bring more people here. How could he treat himself as the master again and dictate things here?

Mr. Xiang laughed a few times: "Although the weather is bad now, there will always be good weather."

"Although reading and writing are indispensable, we can do without them now."

"Otherwise, Brother Zhao will set up a big private school, from the first level to the first level. What do you think?"

Father Zhao was extremely happy about this proposal: "Really? Your proposal makes my heart tingle. It is definitely a great good thing that I can still study at this time."

He is a bookworm himself, and he wholeheartedly supports being able to read again.

Mr. Xiang smiled: "I have the final say here."

The smile on Father Zhao's face did not change, he still looked at Mr. Xiang gently and listened to what he said quietly.

Mr. Xiang, who paused slightly, spoke up again: "The food and coal here are distributed according to work, and those under the age of fifteen are not allowed to participate."

"But most of the time, kids under the age of 15 are doing something for their families."

In fact, anyone from seven to fifteen years old can do things, but for the safety of the children, Mr. Xiang did not arrange for them to do things.

Mr. Xiang smiled gently: "After the big private school opens, all children under the age of fifteen in Alliance Village can enroll for free."

"The students you brought here are working part-time, that is, attending classes for half a day and doing errands for half a day to distribute food."

"What do you think?"

Father Zhao already knows that food is distributed according to work here, and Mr. Xiang has the final say in everything here.

The two major forces of gravity, food and nectar, are both in the hands of Mr. Xiang. Even if someone wants to turn the waves, they can't get them out.

If someone wants to make trouble, the people who knelt at the city gate a few days ago and failed to come in are the best proof.

Furthermore, the Grand Private School was proposed by Mr. Xiang. At that time, the masters’ food would also be distributed by Xiang Lizheng.

Mr. Xiang said that anyone under the age of fifteen can come to study.

Anyone who is not very confused should understand that Xiang Lizheng asked them to send all children under the age of fifteen to study.