What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"But... you have to apologize to Song He first." Lu Yan's lips slowly lowered, his eyes showing a serious look. "I, Lu Jinan, look down on those who rely on others for power. If you have a bad heart, I, Lu Yan, will no longer care about our childhood friendship."

"Pei Jingtian, remember this: you can achieve nothing as a person, but you must have the right thoughts."

Looking at Lu Yan's serious expression, Pei Xiao felt that he might be a playboy. Otherwise, why would he just want to pinch his face and curse him after making him angry?

Pei Xiao actually imagined a scene in his mind, which was quite interesting. Lu Yan on the opposite side looked at the man speechlessly, covering his face and grinning foolishly.

Maybe...people's brain circuits are not connected in the same way.

……

Pei Xiao followed Lu Yan outside to buy some cakes and grain and put them on the table. Finally, Pei Xiao put some small change in it.

Young Master Pei waved his hand nonchalantly, "If you stole this little money, then so be it. Just consider it as a charity from this young master."

Lu Yan rolled his eyes at him and said, "You don't have to do charity like this, Mr. Pei. Just put it here clearly. Anyone who comes in can just take it." His hands moved faster as he stuffed the change into the pastries. Although there were not many pastries, it was just enough to fill them all.

After finishing, Lu Yan looked at these things, his eyes fixed on them. He didn't know whether leaving these things here would bring dislike to the owner of this place. After all, there have been times in the past when good intentions led to more harm than good.

After thinking about it, I decided to put the basket of pastries on the table. If the child came back early, he could fill his stomach.

He has already arranged for someone to come back tomorrow. If necessary, they will help him with the burial and find him some work with food and shelter...

With his eyes lowered, no one knew what he was thinking. Pei Xiao only felt that Lu Yan was very sad at that moment.

"Lu Jinan, don't be like this, otherwise... scold me?" He had never seen this man look sad. The Lu Yan he knew was always dazzling and proud.

Lu Yan was indeed amused by him for a moment, a small curve at the corner of his lips, but he quickly straightened it out. "You don't know, it's because there's no panic here. You haven't seen the arrows on the high walls aimed not at the enemy but at the flood of refugees fleeing famine; you haven't seen the lives of the people in the occupied city being treated like worthless grass..."

"Why is the world like this?" He looked at him firmly, and while asking, he was also expressing his inner answer. "I want everyone to live in peace, everyone to have enough food and clothing, no class struggle, no one to study hard for imperial power, and no one to be born lowly..."

Pei Xiao didn't know what to say, because he had never seen what he was talking about. Perhaps he would have thought this person was worrying about nothing, what about the imperial class, what about the dream of studying hard, what did these things have to do with their family, who had already distanced themselves from the conflicts of the Central Plains. But that person was Lu Yan, and he said it mattered, that he wanted to advocate fairness and peace.

That's Lu Yan. He said he wanted to fight for the people outside. So let's fight. At worst, we can all flee the famine together. There will always be places that the Central Plains can't reach.

While his family still has money, he might be able to financially support a group of his brothers. After the success, wouldn't he be considered a... national hero?

……

After returning, the first thing Lu Yan saw was his two old seniors sitting in the hall waiting for him.

Oh, there's another one.

Pei Xiao, who was standing next to Lu Yan, was immediately picked up by the tall and strong old man Pei.

The other three people present covered their ears tacitly.

“Ah…!!!” With this sound, I can participate in the Voice of China.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy!!! Please show some mercy!! You are about to tear off your dear son's ears!!" This old man's hands are still as strong as ever after not seeing him for a few days, haha!

Old Master Pei didn't care about the man's wailing. He just grabbed the back of his clothes and dragged him away.

"Xiao'er must have caused a lot of trouble at your house again. I'll treat you to a drink someday, and your sister-in-law can come too! Plenty of food is guaranteed!"

Pei Xiao looked in Lu Yan's direction with hazy eyes, trying to think that his good brother could save him.

But Lu Yan didn't even look at him, but said something that made him vomit blood.

"Uncle Pei, why is it the elders' bureau?"

Old Master Pei laughed heartily, "Okay, okay, you haven't been back for so long, I didn't recognize you for a while, so I can't help but think of you, little Lu!"

Pei Xiao was dragged to the ground, his eyes dull. If they had a good relationship, they would all rush to his banquet in a few days.

He wanted to withdraw the topic of investing in Lu Yan, bah.

Lu Yan: Brother, I would rather die than let my friend die, understand?