He noticed that there were already ragged old people and children watching timidly.
Obviously, they learned about the charity event yesterday. That's why they came here so early in the morning.
These people are quite pitiful.
Sure enough, every world is polarized.
Lu Fang finally realized how pitiful the poor people of this era were.
Look at those old people with humble expressions, trembling, and most of the thin coarse clothes they wear are patched.
Some have gray hair, faces as wrinkled as tree bark, and skinny bones.
Look at the children who also have timid faces but full of expectations in their eyes. Only one of them is wearing shoes. And this pair of shoes, I don’t know where I picked them up. They don’t fit at all and are dirty.
, revealing a few equally dirty toes.
The faces are also dirty, without exception.
This era is still too difficult after all. Even though the Da Yu Dynasty was prosperous, there were also a lot of lonely old people and homeless children in various places in Da Yu.
Most of them were reduced to this situation due to natural disasters.
However, the Dayu court never took any effective measures to solve their food and clothing problems. After all, the social level was limited.
Lu Fang felt slightly sad in his heart.
Suddenly I thought, if I become really prosperous in the future, I might consider establishing orphanages, nursing homes and other welfare institutions in various places.
Otherwise, what is the meaning of traveling to this world by yourself?
Are you just constantly pursuing your own selfish desires?
Wouldn't this be too selfish...
He couldn't help but think of his past life again.
In fact, his fate has many similarities with that of the unlucky man.
His father was a miner and died in a landslide when he was seven years old.
Later, his mother worked hard to support him until he was thirteen years old. When he just graduated from junior high school, he was also diagnosed with intestinal cancer and died within six months.
Until the day she died, his mother did not go to the hospital for treatment. Her body, which originally weighed a hundred pounds, was so starved that she only had about sixty pounds left.
She suffered from intestinal cancer and was starving to death...
She refused treatment because she was reluctant to use up the little compensation her family had finally saved. She left all her hope to Lu Fang.
Later, Lu Fang successfully went to high school and college with the help of unknown kind people.
And until now, he doesn't know the name of that kind person.
As he thought about it, Lu Fang's eyes turned red.
He wiped his eyes and shouted even harder: "Alms! Alms!"
Finally, an old man who looked like a beggar walked over step by step with a cane. He looked at Lu Fang carefully, but did not dare to speak.
Even they knew the bad reputation of the unlucky man in the past. They were deeply afraid that Lu Fang was playing a trick on them.
Lu Fang forced out a smile, picked up a bag of rice that He Zhigao had just packed, grabbed a handful of snacks from the hemp bag next to him, stuffed it in, and handed it to the old man.
The old man took the bag from Lu Fang's hand with almost disbelief in his eyes.
After looking at the rice and snacks in the bag, the crutch fell to the ground and he knelt down to Lu Fang, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, thank you, Mr. Lu."
Lu Fang stretched out his hand to stop him, but suddenly found that he was speechless.
The sadness in my heart seemed to be getting deeper.
The old man kowtowed three times before he stood up, picked up his crutches, held the bag in his arms, and walked towards the street.
"Old man."
Lu Fang couldn't help it and shouted.
The old man turned back, his eyes a little flustered.
He probably thought that Lu Fang wanted to take the food back again and was trying to tease him.
Lu Fang said softly: "If you don't have enough to eat in the future, come here. I can't guarantee anything else, but you can have enough food at any time."
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."
The old man said again hurriedly, his voice trembling a little.
"Let's go back……"
Lu Fang waved to him, and then shouted even harder: "Alms! Alms!"
At this moment, he no longer had the value of admiration in his heart, he just wanted to truly help these people.
With the previous example, those lonely old people and homeless children who were watching slowly came over.
Probably because they are used to being humble, even now, there is still some doubt in their eyes.
It's not like there aren't people who do good things these days, but what happened to Lu Fang is a strange thing.
It wasn't until each and every one of them actually received the rice and snacks delivered by Lu Fang personally that these lonely old people and homeless children slowly let go of their anxious hearts.
Some people left silently.
There were also people who kowtowed to Lu Fang to thank him.
Lu Fang told them what he said to the old man before. He told them to come here to ask for food when they really couldn't fill their stomachs.
He won't give real money or silver.
First of all, he does not yet have the financial strength. More importantly, human nature is the most untestable thing.
He didn't want these people to all rely on charity to live their lives in the future. Who knows what kind of people would be raised in that way.
One after another, more poor people came.
And there are more and more signs.
There are even some people who are in a hurry and may not be from Ningyuan County at all.
Lu Fang knew that there were also many beggars living in the abandoned houses and ruined temples outside the city.
They were a group when they arrived.
Under Lu Fang's shouting, these people lined up in a long line outside the store.
Chen Youxi and Zhu'er both came out to help.
I don’t know how many people were dumbfounded and amazed.
However, Lu Fang quickly noticed that among these people waiting for alms, some did not meet the conditions for alms at all. They had sound limbs and were not too old.
They are all trying to fish in troubled waters!
Lu Fang was not polite at all to these people who were fully capable of being self-reliant.
"Screw you! Someone with skills comes here to steal food from me, do you want to be beaten?"
When a healthy middle-aged beggar who seemed to have nothing wrong with him came to him, he showed off the style of Lu Dayan.
But the effect of this trick is really good.
Those who thought about the benefits of fishing in troubled waters quietly withdrew from the team when they saw how ferocious he looked.
Bags of white rice were taken away.
Chen Youxi and Zhu'er both cast admiring looks at Lu Fang from time to time, and also offered admiration points at the same time.
Gradually, the neighbors who gathered around to watch the excitement finally started to make some noise.
With so many bags of white rice being handed out, everyone knew that Mr. Lu was not acting for a show, but was actually giving alms.
And this kind of donation array can be described as a generous act.
Twenty kilograms of rice per person. Has anyone in Ningyuan County been so generous before?
Even in a disaster year, at most wealthy businessmen would just give rice porridge to others.
"Ding!"
"The adoration value from Wei Zhixing is 444!"
"The admiration value from Peng Jun is 555!"
"..."
The value of worship is like a storm. If it doesn't come, it's gone. Once it comes, it's amazing.
Lu Fang's mind was constantly flooded with images.