If Zhang Jiuyan encounters such a thing, he will not ignore it.

Zhang Jiuyan also knew in his heart that he could help one, but he could not help ten or a hundred, but he could help for a while, but he could not help for a lifetime.

But Zhang Jiuyan knew it, but it was cruel to do it. Zhang Jiuyan asked himself that he could not be indifferent.

Zhang Jiuyan took out six or seven black buns from the cloth bag and handed them to the refugee.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

The refugee kept kowtowing, while kowtowing, swallowing voraciously, only sending the black bread into his mouth, and stuffing his mouth into a ball.

Seeing that he only cared about himself and ignored his father, Zhang Jiuyan said, "Your father is very hungry, so hurry up and feed your father some."

The refugee man was filled with mouths and could not speak, but he kept nodding and expressed his gratitude to Zhang Jiuyan.

Zhang Jiuyan still has something to do, so he didn't say much and left.

After walking for a while, Zhang Jiuyan thought that the black bun was hard to swallow. The refugee old man was old and had no water and was not delicious. So Zhang Jiuyan turned back and planned to give him the water in the cloth bag.

However, Zhang Jiuyan turned around and saw a scene that he could not calm down for a long time.

I saw the refugee man still swallowing his voraciously, but he didn't even look at his father lying beside him.

The old man was hungry for a long time and his life was dying. Looking at the black buns in his son's hand, his instinct to survive made him raise his hand with difficulty, wanting to grab the buns in front of his son.

But his son ignored it and said while eating, "Dad, don't blame me. Anyway, you will starve to death sooner or later, and it will be a waste if you eat it. Why not leave it for me to hold on for a few more days. You must think so, right?"

After eating three black buns, he stuffed the remaining black buns into his waist pocket, stood up, and said to his father: "Dad, I'm leaving. It's a burden to take you with me. Don't blame me, I don't want to do this, but I don't want to die."

His words seemed to have taken away the last bit of strength from the old man. The old man's hand fell weakly to the ground, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

The refugee man turned around and saw Zhang Jiuyan.

The refugee was stunned at first, and then soon looked panicked and uneasy. He didn't dare to look at Zhang Jiuyan, but he just pretended to be a smile on his face.

"My benefactor, benefactor, why are you back?"

The refugee bent over and looked pleased.

Zhang Jiuyan's eyes looked at him like a knife, which made him feel uncomfortable all over and felt like a ray of light on his back.

Zhang Jiuyan walked to him step by step and looked at him, but he was at a loss.

Zhang Jiuyan finally looked at the refugee old man on the ground.

At this time, the old man had closed his eyes, no longer breathed, and was already dead.

With a loud roar, Zhang Jiuyan hit the refugee man hard in the face, only knocking him to the ground.

The refugees didn't care whether Zhang Jiuyan was a benefactor or not. The face that was ashamed just now was replaced by a fierce look.

After clenching his fists, the refugee got up, rushed towards Zhang Jiuyan and wanted to fight.

His every move was in Zhang Jiuyan's eyes. Zhang Jiuyan would not give him a chance. As soon as he rushed to the front, Zhang Jiuyan kicked him up, kicking him to the ground again and couldn't get up for a while.

Then Zhang Jiuyan stepped on him and his fists fell like raindrops.

The refugees could resist the kick at first, but they slowly dissipated as Zhang Jiuyan's rain hit them.

I don’t know how long it took to hit, but when Zhang Jiuyan held his fist, the refugee was dead and could not die any more.

Zhang Jiuyan was very tired, sitting on the ground and breathing heavily, his eyes also looked at the old man from time to time.

If Zhang Jiuyan hadn't seen the scene just now, it would be hard for him to believe that this would be a real event.

His own father was about to starve to death, but he had black buns in his hand, but he couldn't bear to take out one. How cruel would he be to have such a heart?

It is better to be a peaceful dog than a troubled person.

This sentence is so tragic. Compared with the extremely miserable real dilemma, perhaps the deep ugliness of human nature in their close relatives are even more unwilling to see.

After resting for a while, Zhang Jiuyan stood up, dug a shallow pit next to him, and buried the refugee old man.

This is the second refugee burying by Zhang Jiuyan himself. Zhang Jiuyan doesn’t know if he will bury others again in the future. If so, how many people will bury them.

But no matter what, the increasingly serious sense of urgency was suppressing Zhang Jiuyan and breathing.

"Can I really survive such a chaotic world?"

"I want to grow and grow, I want to be the best. I don't want to face such ugly human nature, and I don't want to see my own relatives, and I have such a life-and-death choice."

"Maybe with your parents and sister, take them to find a seclusion in the deep mountains and forests. In this way, there may be greater hope of survival."

"But I came to this era to survive?"

For a moment, many thoughts emerged in Zhang Jiuyan's mind, but in the end, when Zhang Jiuyan left, his back became more firm.

On the way, there was only the body of the refugee. At this moment, who would know what had just happened here?

Zhang Jiuyan came all the way to Wujia Village, and at this time, Liu Zongmin and his wife Xiaolian had been waiting at home for a long time.

"Big Brother."

Seeing that Zhang Jiuyan was coming, Liu Zongmin was very happy and took his wife out to greet him.

Zhang Jiuyan nodded with a smile, and then said to Liu Zongmin’s wife Xiaolian: “My brother and sister, I’m going to bother you this time.”

Xiaolian smiled and shook her head, saying, "It is Xiaolian's blessing to be able to do something for her elder brother. Brother, don't say that."

"Thank you, it's getting late, let's go."

Zhang Jiuyan said something, and then asked Liu Zongmin to help Xiaolian get on the rickshaw.

Zhang Jiuyan wanted to pull a rickshaw, but Liu Zongmin was not willing to do so. He just said that he could come like this.

Zhang Jiuyan had to follow him and asked him to pull him. Zhang Jiuyan followed him, and the three of them walked towards the county town together.

After entering the county town, Zhang Jiuyan first came to a garment shop and bought himself a piece of clothing. He looked like a young man from a small wealthy family.

"Zongmin, brother and sister, you guys have a set too."

Liu Zongmin and Xiaolian hurriedly waved their hands to refuse, saying that they were not used to wearing such clothes, but they still felt comfortable wearing them.

Zhang Jiuyan smiled slightly, and didn't say much, just buy it for them in the future.
Chapter completed!