One Thousand and Forty-Seven, when Daxing Was in Progress in the Northwest

Young Marshal, I heard Commander Zhang mentioned that you used to live in a market town and your life was very hard, right? "The big flicker looked at the refugees outside the barrier and said.

They did not directly deliver potatoes to these refugees, but walked among tens of thousands of refugees, observing the hunger situation of these people.

At this time, the refugees were all skinny, indicating that their bodies had consumed all the liver glycogen in their bodies, and even their fat was almost consumed.

Some temporary shacks are smelly, and the people inside have died at some unknown time, and some people are holding their stomachs in unbearable pain. This is either because they have eaten something blunt and damaged their stomachs, or their stomachs have ulcers or even perforation.

Ren Xiaosu replied: "When I was in market town No. 113, my life was really hard, but it was not so hard, because I have been in that environment, so I learned some skills of finding food from others, and I will not starve to death. And these barrier people have no ability to survive in the wild when they encounter a catastrophe for the first time, and they may die suddenly before they can adapt to the environment."

Da Huyou laughed and said: "The commander said that you were very miserable at the time, and he also said that he saw you give the corn bread obtained from mining to your younger brother to eat, and then went outside the shack to secretly chew the roots without letting your younger brother see."

When Ren Xiaosu heard this, he also fell into memories. At that time, he probably didn't even know how to hunt, so he could only work in the coal mines with adults. But he was young and weak, and the cornbread he earned was only enough for one person.

But he responded with a smile: "It was really bitter at the time, but in retrospect, I always feel that it was one of the happiest times in my past ten years."

"Does the young commander know why Commander Zhang chose you as a candidate for the next commander?" Da Huyou asked with a smile.

"Why?" In fact, this is what Ren Xiaosu has always been puzzled about.

"Because he saw many precious qualities in you, which many people don't have," Da Huyou didn't go on to elaborate, but it seemed that the reason was hidden in that time in the market town.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu saw a child hiding in the hut and looking at him and Da Huyou eagerly. He suddenly squatted at the door of the hut, looking at the child through the gap in the curtain.

He seemed to see Yan Liuyuan when he was young again, the little Liuyuan at that time had not yet become the owner of the grassland today.

Ren Xiaosu took out a few toffees from the storage space and spread them out in the palm of his hand, the child was too timid to reach out to grab them.

"Eat," Ren Xiaosu said.

The children in the shack hurriedly grabbed the toffee from Ren Xiaosu's hand, but he didn't eat it, but hid it in his jacket pocket, as if he wanted to keep it and share it with others.

Ren Xiaosu looked at the other shacks around, and then said to the child: "If you don't eat now, someone will come and snatch it as soon as I leave. Maybe you have the courage to protect them, but you don't have the ability to protect them. Eat it."

After listening to Ren Xiaosu's words, the child thought about it, then peeled off seven or eight pieces of toffee and stuffed them into his mouth in one go.

Ren Xiaosu smiled: "Smart."

At this time, many refugees looked at him and Da Huyou, wanting to gather around and beg for food, but they were afraid to go forward.

Ren Xiaosu did not distribute potatoes to these people, but immediately set up a bonfire on the spot, and then threw a few potatoes into the fire to roast.

He and Da Huyou sat calmly by the bonfire, surrounded by more and more refugees, watching the bonfire while swallowing.

Twenty minutes later, Ren Xiaosu pulled the potatoes out of the bonfire with a black knife. He did not conceal his identity as a superhuman, which made the refugees fear and awe.

"I see you are all very hungry, share these potatoes," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.

Hearing this, the refugees rushed forward immediately.

The potatoes are hot, but these refugees are unwilling to let go even though they are enduring the pain of being scalded.

There may be hundreds of refugees surrounding them, but there are only six or seven potatoes, which is not enough at all.

The moment the first refugee broke the potato,

The fragrance spread throughout the crowd all of a sudden, and everyone fell into a frenzied fight.

Soon, the potatoes were all robbed, and many refugees became bruised and swollen in the process of scrambling for potatoes. They looked at Ren Xiaosu and seemed to ask silently: Is there any more?

Ren Xiaosu looked at them silently. Of course, there were a lot of potatoes. For this kidnapping, he even filled half of the storage space with potatoes.

But Ren Xiaosu spread his hands and said, "No more, there are only so many potatoes."

Everyone looked disappointed, but no one dared to question anything. Suddenly, a man pushed through the crowd and came out, pointing at Ren Xiaosu with a pistol in his hand: "You must have other food on you, hand it over. Otherwise, even if you are an extraordinary person, you will not be able to stop the bullet."

In normal times, ordinary people might not dare to threaten a transcendent like this even if they had a gun in their hands, but this man was so hungry that he couldn't take it anymore.

Seeing that Ren Xiaosu was not moving at all, the man raised his voice: "Didn't you hear what I said?! Take out your pocket and let me see what's in it! Are there any compressed biscuits and chocolates? Candy is fine too. That kid has toffee!"

But as soon as the words fell, the big flicker beside Ren Xiaosu suddenly jumped up like a cheetah, the man felt his eyes go dizzy, and the gun in his hand was snatched by the big flicker.

Da Huyou played with the pistol and sat back by the bonfire, then flicked his wrist, and the gun in his hand was scattered into a pile of parts.

Ren Xiaosu glanced at it. There was no bullets in the pistol. It seemed that it had been used up on the way to escape. The man held it in his hand just to pretend to scare people.

Someone beside him murmured softly: "It turns out that his gun has no bullets. Let's see if he dares to steal other people's things in the future!"

"Damn, enough of him these days, now that he's out of guns..."

Seeing the unkind eyes of the refugees around him, the man turned around and ran out of the crowd, not daring to stay any longer.

Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "Are there any villains like this around here? I can help you avenge them together."

It is true that the Northwest lacks a population and a labor force, but Ren Xiaosu does not have a good impression of such bullying players in the refugee team. Such people are not worthy of Daxing Northwest, so it is better to clear them out now.

The refugee replied: "No, he is the only one nearby."

Ren Xiaosu nodded: "That's good."

A refugee whispered: "Do you still have potatoes? My child has been hungry for three days. Please give him a bite. You can see that he is a good person. If it is not for the child, I will not give it to you." Open this mouth, please."

Ren Xiaosu shook his head cruelly: "It's true that I don't have any food with me, but I know where there is food. If you want to eat and survive, you can come with me."