In that space gate, all the things that Wang Lin threw in came out in order.

The bags of rice piled up on the ground, forming a small mountain. On the top of the mountain are the pickled meat and some vegetables. The aroma of the meat is stolen, attracting the surrounding villagers to slowly surround them.

After everything came out, Wang Lin took a step forward. Wang Lin's sky-blue clothes and long hair dancing with the wind were like an angel in the eyes of the sunlight that had begun to slant west.

Of course, it is necessary to stand next to that pile of food, otherwise even if you fly in the air, it will be just a birdman...

"Wow, Brother Wang Lin is so amazing." Zuo Qianqian shouted excitedly, then whispered in a low voice: "How did he bring back so much food?"

"It's all yours, have a good meal tonight." Wang Lin's ears were so keen. He not only heard Zuo Qianqian's voice, but also heard the discussions that others were eager and afraid of. So he announced loudly that he was theirs.

When they heard Wang Lin say this, dozens of villagers around them suddenly became jealous. They breathed rapidly and their faces turned red. Then they rushed up desperately, looking at the attitude, they wanted to take all these things back.

"!!!" Wang Lin saw the villagers so enthusiastic and bold, and instantly realized that something was wrong. How could he say such words among the hungry people? Isn't this asking for death?

Wang Lin's body immediately blurred, and then more than one hundred clones appeared instantly. He quickly surrounded this small mountain of food, allowing the villagers who rushed over to stop immediately, and then tentatively said in fear: "Didn't it be ours?"

"It's all yours." Wang Lin said affirmatively.

"Then you are..." Some villagers looked at the food inside and swallowed.

"Don't be anxious or panic. I said it's everyone's. But don't rob it. If you do this, what else can the people behind you?" Wang Lin said loudly, using a hint of "Lion Roar" power, which made his words alone overwhelm everyone's noise.

Some people ignored Wang Lin's persuasion and kept squeezing inside or others, trying to squeeze Wang Lin away. Wang Lin felt so keen. He didn't say anything, but several Wang Lin suddenly turned around and stared at the restless people.

It was like a beast king tiger staring at the rabbit, and the people were shocked and retreated in disappointment, never daring to be presumptuous again.

"I brought the things, although I gave them all to you, if anyone wants to cause trouble, I will give them the portion that belongs to him to others." Wang Lin said coldly.

In an instant, more than a hundred people stood honestly, and no one dared to have any extra thoughts.

"Next, I will distribute it. If you know each other, hurry up and call them over. Don't worry if you don't have it later." Wang Lin said that many people left the team and called their relatives and friends here.

After all, this is a relatively flat and open place, and most people live together and can gather everyone in a short time.

Then Wang Lin continued: "We will divide this rice by household, one bag per household, and the excess will be calculated separately. If vegetables and meat are eaten equally, then divide them by household, and the excess will be discussed. Everyone will supervise me, and I don't know you. If some families receive it twice, tell me it in time."

"Okay, let's listen to you."

"Some points are enough, who dares to be greedy and get more?"

"Whoever dares to take more is not a human being."

Everyone was talking and swearing to promise. Seeing that everyone was so eager, Wang Lin stopped dragging him down, but directly let ten clones inside and took out the rice bags.

"Come on, this is yours, this is yours." Wang Lin took it out to the villagers one by one and then delivered it to them.

"You put the rice aside and continue to eat vegetables and meat later." Wang Lin suggested after giving them the rice.

After the villagers got the rice, they put it on the ground according to Wang Lin's words, and then squatted down to guard it. From time to time, they reached out to take out a few grains of rice from it, put it in their palms and looked at it carefully, and then they put it directly in their mouths without peeling it.

"It's true, it's true." Some people shed tears as they chewed, and they were talking vaguely while chewing.

"Wang Ling, you two come and help me." Wang Lin saw Wang Ling bringing Zuo Qianqian, whom they saved, smiling happily, and immediately caught the young man.

"Oh, isn't it enough for you to have so many clones?" Wang Ling said unhappily, but she ran over very actively.

The same was true for Zuo Qianqian. When she heard Wang Lin ask her for help, she looked happy and pulled Wang Ling over. She originally wanted to collect the bag of rice that belonged to her, but when she thought that she was alone, she was not worried that there would be no one behind her.

"Come on, you can cut these meats, and you can distribute them to the villagers." Wang Lin pointed to the large pieces of meat on the side and ordered Wang Ling to cut them and let Zuo Qianqian divide them.

"Okay, look at mine." Wang Ling agreed readily, then came to the meat piece and turned into several blades, and then accurately cut the meat piece into the same size.

Wang Ling looked at Zuo Qianqian with his light while cutting. When he saw the admiration and happiness in Zuo Qianqian's eyes, he worked harder. He soon divided the pieces of meat and then distributed them to everyone with Zuo Qianqian.

The villagers who went to call people also came back. After about half an hour, Wang Lin and the others finally gave the families present a portion, both rice, meat and vegetables.

"There are still many now. Does any of your families have a very large number of people? It's like the kind that has four or five more than ordinary families." Wang Lin looked at the few food left around and asked loudly again.

"I have twelve people in my family, I wonder what my brother has to give?"

"Big brother, my family has ten people."

There are almost ten families with an excess of four or five, and Wang Lin gave one to these families.

"There are not many left, so I'll leave it to those who came late. Let's go back, now the sun is starting to set, so you can prepare a supper." Wang Lin said with relief, looking at the satisfied faces around him.

"Thank you, my benefactor. In the future, as long as my benefactor gives me some instructions, I will not refuse to go up the knife mountain and down the oil pan."

"Thank you, I wish you all the best."

Various thanks were heard tremblingly, and many people were going to kneel down for Wang Lin. However, under Wang Lin's powerful spiritual sense, no one could kneel down.

Under this great power, many people were shocked and called out to the immortals and living Buddhas.

After a while, everyone around him was exposed. Then the villages that had been out of fire for many days ignited smoke again, giving a hint of the smell that should be found in the world.

"Okay, Miss Qianqian around you, you can choose whatever you have left. After you have chosen, just ask your family to pick it up." Wang Lin turned around and said to Zuo Qianqian gratefully.

Zuo Qianqian was very happy, with a smile on her face. But as soon as Wang Lin said something, she immediately changed her face, and two tears were falling on her sad face.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?" Wang Lin apologized immediately. For such a crying girl, no matter what, apologize first and then ask why.

"She is the only one left in her family. Her parents both committed suicide in order to make her survive..." Zuo Qianqian cried sadly, and Wang Ling said to Wang Lin in a low voice.

It turns out that Zuo Qianqian's father is the head of this small village, but what's the use in this famine era?

When there was not much left in the house and there was no hope for the future, her parents hid the food in a place that only Zuo Qianqian knew and both took poison and committed suicide.

These were also the events in the first three months, and it was also because her father was very nice to the villagers during his lifetime. So when Deng Fangping came here to see Zuo Qianqian, the villagers helped her escape from the danger. After that, several times, Zuo Qianqian escaped from the danger ahead of schedule after being informed by the villagers.

Due to the special circumstances, Wang Lin and Deng Fangping and others came at the same time, so Zuo Qianqian, who was going out to fight wild vegetables, was unable to avoid the danger in advance. Fortunately, it was Wang Lin and the others, otherwise Zuo Qianqian, who was only fourteen years old, would be in danger.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't ask such a stupid question. Wang Ling, let's make a supper for Miss Zuo to apologize." Wang Lin suggested.

"Hmm?" Wang Ling's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Yes, that's what we should do."

Then Wang Ling went to comfort Zuo Qianqian. After a while, Zuo Qianqian burst into tears and laughed, talking and laughing with Wang Ling.

Wang Lin's clone had long disappeared. He waved his hand and put all the remaining food on the ground into the jade. Zuo Qianqian's house was not far away, and Wang Lin and the others put out the things when they got there.

After that, some villagers came one after another. After Wang Lin and the others gave them the things, they left gratefully again.

After an hour, Wang Lin and the other three prepared the rice at Zuo Qianqian's house. The rice was quickly peeled off by Wang Lin with his spiritual sense, the meat was fried with some wild vegetables she picked today, and there was also a soup made of radish.

The sun shines westward and the evening breeze blows. A small wooden table in Zuo Qianqian's yard is filled with delicious food. Wang Lin and the other two sat around and had a happy meal.

"I haven't seen so many smoke rising at the same time for a long time. It's like several years ago. At that time, although everyone could not eat enough every day, they would not starve to death. Every day, they could see the smoke rising in the village. It was the most beautiful scenery." Zuo Qianqian was chewing a piece of meat carefully, and she began to tear her eyes.

"It's okay, it will get better in the future. As long as this month is over, you should be able to start planting, right?" Wang Ling didn't eat, she looked at Zuo Qianqian in a daze.

"There is no place to plant? Anything that can be eaten is stolen by the damn soldiers and bandits, and nothing can be planted." Zuo Qianqian said with hatred.

Wang Ling was shocked and thought Zuo Qianqian was about to cry again.

But Zuo Qianqian suddenly smiled, and she said happily: "No matter what it does, it is a great pleasure to have a meal now. Even if you die tomorrow, you should have no regrets."

After Zuo Qianqian finished speaking, she seldom slaughtered three big mouthfuls of rice, then picked up a piece of meat and chewed it bulgingly. She cried while chewing, but her face was filled with a smile.

Wang Lin felt ache in his heart and could no longer eat it.

He exuded his spiritual consciousness, and what he heard was almost the same. Now he had no regrets to be able to eat a meal, and he was happy even if he died tomorrow. Many people didn't even peel the shells of rice, but boiled them directly, and then ate the happy faces he exposed little by little.

People give all the meat to their children, but they only eat very little rice and even take a bite of vegetables. They also laughed as they watched the children eat happily.

This smile made the sun in the west pale. This smile should not appear on mortals, it was the smile of the celestial immortal Bodhisattva.

"Is this a simple happiness or a sadness of the end?" Wang Lin withdrew his spiritual sense and sighed softly.
Chapter completed!