Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Zhao Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, then said after a moment of silence:

"Brother, Lin Yi has already recognized her family. Judging from the words in her letter, her family should treat her very well."

However, Zhao Yimu was not mentioned in the letter from beginning to end. She didn't know how to say it and looked very embarrassed on her face.

Zhao Yimu understood everything after hearing her answer. He smiled bitterly and said, "Then I'll be relieved."

Luo Linyi deliberately didn't mention missing home for him, but she always cried secretly when no one was around.

After Zhao Yimu found out, he said heartless words to Luo Linyi without telling Zhao Zhizhi, just so that she could go back to reunite with her family.

That day, after Zhao Zhizhi came back from the consultation, all she had left was Luo Linyi's farewell letter, explaining in her heart what she was going to do, and then hoping that one day the two of them would see each other again.

Afterwards, Zhao Yimu was decadent for a long time. Although he didn't say anything, Zhao Zhizhi also knew very well that he must have done something to make Luo Linyi leave without hesitation.

Zhao Yimu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he no longer felt sad, and only said calmly:

"Zhizhi, if you want to help the villagers, go ahead and do it. Big brother supports you."

Zhao Ermu looked at him in disbelief and said in a puzzled tone, "Brother."

Zhao Yimu didn't look at him, but Zhao Ermu had no choice but to turn his attention to Zhao Lao and Zhao Sanmu, "Dad, third brother, you should say something!"

After hearing this, Father Zhao looked at Zhao Zhizhi and said seriously: "Zhizhi, I don't object to you helping the villagers, but you have to know that people's greed is endless. Sometimes your indifference is not cruelty, but to save yourself." life."

In troubled times, people's hearts have long been changed beyond recognition. As long as they can survive, those refugees will do anything.

For example, exchanging children for food, or breaking into someone else's home and killing the entire family for only half a bag of food.

How could Zhao Zhizhi not know that although she had no confidence in the villagers of Xiaohe Village, since God had given her a mysterious space, she could not selfishly take it as her own. She had to make the best use of it. Don't waste.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhizhi's eyes suddenly became extremely firm.

"Dad, I have decided to distribute food to the villagers. I can't watch them desperately seeking death, even taking their families with them. Those children are only a few years old, and they don't even understand the meaning of life and death."

Zhao Zhizhi's eyes turned red uncontrollably as she spoke. She just wanted to think of the family of four who left the village chief's house lying quietly on the ground, and her mind couldn't calm down.

Father Zhao let out a long sigh, waved his hands, and said helplessly: "Okay, just do as you say."

Zhao Ermu was completely stunned. After a long time, he lowered his arms in frustration and said in a slightly depressed voice, "You two are all crazy, I am the only one who is normal."

Zhao Yimu raised his eyebrows when he heard what he said, slapped him on the back of the head, and said with a smile:

"Don't make random sentences if you haven't read the book. Zhizhi won't trick us. Just listen to her. The most important thing is that our girl is happy."

Zhao Ermu curled his lips and muttered a few more words in a voice that only he could hear, but did not continue to object.

"Dad, eldest brother, second brother, third brother, the situation is urgent. We all work separately. We must inform every household of the news. No one can be left behind." Zhao Zhizhi ordered as he walked.

No one else had any objections, only Zhao Ermu was a little reluctant.

The four people split up and told the nearest family first, and then encouraged those who knew to tell more people.

At first, no one believed what they said.

Now that the famine is getting more serious, even if we get a lot of food, no one will take the initiative to share it unless they are fools.

Fortunately, some people can't stand being hungry and are willing to believe in this extremely low probability.

After notifying several families, Zhao Zhizhi secretly returned home and took out enough food from the space.

When the villagers who knew about this came over from home, she had already placed the food on the table at the door.

When these villagers saw the open grain and rice, they all rushed forward, screaming like beasts about to starve to death.

"It's food, it's really food. We are saved. Come and get it, everyone!"

"I'm starving. Let me get food first."

"I still have children at home waiting to eat. They have been hungry for a long time."

Zhao Zhizhi watched for a while, and these people were about to start fighting.

She hurriedly walked to the front, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "There is plenty of food. Everyone has a share. There is no need to fight or grab. Women and children line up in front, and men line up in the back. If you don't follow the arrangement, you will be killed." I will take the food back immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, silence suddenly returned to the scene.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they lined up obediently.

Zhao Zhizhi nodded happily and began to distribute the food.

No matter what the villagers used to pack food, she basically used big iron bowls to pack the same amount, which saved a lot of trouble.

Soon, the story of Zhao Zhizhi sharing the food spread from ten to ten, and everyone in the village rushed over.

He Xiuer also knew about this, and she immediately picked up the largest fish scale bag in the house and rushed to Zhao's house.

Halfway there, she was stopped by a long queue.

Looking from the back to the front, it is full of heads, and almost everyone in the village is here.

He Xiuer stood on tiptoe anxiously to look, thinking that even if Zhao Zhizhi said that everyone had something, if there was only a little bit left at the end of the queue, wouldn't she have waited in vain for so long.

Furthermore, what if there is not enough food? Who could she find to explain this to?

Thinking of this, He Xiuer kept doing nothing and pushed the people in line back in the name of the village chief. While pushing forward, he said: "Everyone, please stand in the back. My dad will let me see what's going on. To prevent chaos in the village.”

No one could refute this excuse. The villagers only had food in mind, and they didn't doubt whether what she said was true or false. They all gave up their positions to her.

He Xiuer's cocky little cleverness made it to the front without any hindrance.

Zhao Zhizhi had just finished scooping rice for a woman holding a child, and shouted loudly without raising her head: "Next one."

He Xiuer hurriedly stepped forward, opened the fish scale bag and said: "Here, give me more decorations, my family has a large population."

Hearing her voice, Zhao Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, and his hands stopped.

Looking up, I almost couldn't help but roll my eyes to the sky, "When did you come here?"

He Xiuer thought she was asking about queuing, so she said matter-of-factly:

"The villagers voluntarily gave up their seats to me. Please hurry up and pretend to be me. Stop talking nonsense."