Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

Obviously, this was not the first time that the mother and son had done this. They scolded Lin Zhaodi aggressively and groveled and smiled. However, when they found that compromise was not working, they immediately changed their attitude and scolded Lin Zhaodi for being heartless and not helping.

The man's eight or nine-year-old son even reached out to open the pot lid and spit directly into it when his mother was spewing bad words, and as he spit, he smugly challenged Lin Zhaodi, "I told you not to give it to me, I told you not to give it to me, since you are so bad, then you can just eat my saliva, hahahahahaha."

The boy's malicious laughter was like a sledgehammer hitting everyone's head, making their heads buzz and making everyone's eyes turn red with anger.

When the mother saw this, she not only did not reprimand her son's behavior, but she agreed with his behavior, saying things like "Their family obviously has surplus food, but they are unwilling to share any of it with others. They are all black-hearted bitches. Bitches don't deserve to live and should die. Even if they want to eat, they only deserve to eat his son's saliva." Such brain-dead remarks are unbearable to hear.

Lin Xiaoyue watched silently from beginning to end without any action. She wanted to see if the Lin family could make some changes at this point.

Fortunately, the final result was good.

Lin Zhaodi and Chen Xiaocao were so disgusted by the behavior of the mother and son that they clenched the weapons in their hands and swung them at the mother and son.

When the mother and son saw that the two little girls were really serious about it, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away.

But after all, he had nothing to eat or drink, and his hands and feet were weak from hunger. How could he run faster than the Lin family members who had three meals a day, were full every time, and had strong hands and feet.

In addition, with the power of the wildness aroused by anger in their bodies, Lin Zhaodi and Chen Xiaocao waved their knives and sticks, and chased after them even faster.

Can it be faster?

That's the revenge of the whole pot of porridge!

The hatred is as deep as the sea and the resentment is overwhelming!

In the blink of an eye, even Miao and the fourth and fifth children who were hiding next to Old Man Lin joined in, surrounding the intercepted mother and son and beating them up. Punching, kicking, knife-slashing, and stick-swinging, the dense attacks rained down on the mother and son.

The two men were beaten so hard that they screamed in pain and cried and said they would never dare to do it again.

Unfortunately, begging for mercy could not calm the Lin family members who were overwhelmed by anger.

That's a pot of porridge! A nice pot of porridge!

How many people can a pot of porridge save now? Can it be wasted like this?

Certainly not!

In years of famine, when everyone is hungry and hungry, and people waste food, they will be punished by God.

It was hard to say whether the divine punishment had come or not, but the Lin family's wrath was certainly beyond their ability to withstand. Even the hundreds of refugees who were watching from a distance were so angry at the behavior of this mother and son that their fists were clenched.

These days, there isn't enough food to eat, and yet you're still wasting it. Isn't that bound to make people hate you?

Even if the food was not theirs, they couldn't waste it like this. The refugees said that this kind of scum didn't deserve sympathy at all and deserved to be beaten to death.

As a result, in the end, the mother and son were beaten by the Lin family and were bleeding profusely, screaming in agony. One of the legs of both mother and son was broken.

After beating the people, the Lin family vented their anger and threw the mother and son, who were like a puddle of mud, directly to the side of the dirt road, leaving them to fend for themselves.

As for the pot of porridge that was spat on, the Lin family wanted to swallow it with their noses pinched, but Lin Xiaoyue found it disgusting. Besides, there was still enough food stored in the space. She couldn't accept eating porridge that someone else had spit on until she was at the end of her rope.

Does anyone know if there is any infectious disease?

Finally, they poured the porridge onto a clean rock that was sunken by the roadside. Just because the Lin family didn't eat it didn't mean that the other people who had no food to eat would despise it.

Anyway, the porridge is just there, and let the refugees decide whether to eat it or not.

After all, it won't be wasted.

Seeing that the Lin family actually poured out the porridge, those hungry people almost went crazy scrambling for it.

Some people saw what they were doing and guessed that the Lin family must have some food left. So, they bowed to them one after another and shouted, "Please, have mercy on us and give us some food, even just a mouthful."

The Lin family members looked indifferent, but their hearts were filled with waves of tremors, one higher than the other. There was no moment that made them feel the suffering and difficulties of the refugees so deeply.

But what can they do?

They have surplus food, but they dare not and cannot give it away.

They were all part of the group fleeing famine, with an uncertain future ahead, and they had no idea how long the food they had would last. Perhaps one day, they would be reduced to the same fate as the refugees begging on their knees, and for a bite of food, they would bend over backwards or risk their lives to fight with others.

At that time, who will sympathize with them and give them alms?

……

The Lin family did not respond to the refugees' pleas, but turned their backs to eat the steamed buns they had left for dinner. The refugees saw that the Lin family ignored them and had also seen the cruel methods they used to deal with the mother and son. They knew that this family was not easy to deal with, so after some hesitation and consideration, they could only reluctantly disperse.

Lin Xiaoyue watched the whole process and was relieved to see that the Lin family was able to be ruthless for their own survival and no longer be so kind-hearted.

However, what made her helpless was that although his family now had a mule cart and surplus food, the amount of surplus food that was visible was really not much.

But even so, in the eyes of fellow refugees, he is already a popular person.

she really...

……

Just when everyone thought they could live in peace and return to their respective places, suddenly, a heart-wrenching cry came from the refugees, "Son, son, what's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up, don't scare your mother."

The woman's screams were so tragic and moving that some people who knew her ran over to help.

"Call Doctor Qiao. Where is Doctor Qiao?"

"Doctor Qiao, come and have a look. The dog is not well. Please come and have a look."

In the panicked crowd, someone carried a thin old man who was over 50 years old and trotted through the crowd of onlookers towards the wailing woman.

Through the crowd, the Lin family saw a thin old man squatting next to the woman, rolling up his sleeves to examine the man lying on the ground. It seemed that the man was undoubtedly the "Doctor Qiao" shouted by the refugees.

Unexpectedly, there was a doctor among the seemingly inconspicuous refugees. Although he looked haggard like most of the refugees, with disheveled hair and a gray face, he was not as thin as the others, who were just a bag of bones and looked like they could be blown away by the slightest gust of wind.

Because of the distance and the noise of the crowd, Lin Xiaoyue couldn't hear the conversation clearly, so she walked towards the direction where the crowd was gathering.