"Young man, come and drink some water." As soon as he sat down, an old woman with half-white hair brought a bowl of water, but Long Feitian noticed that there was a big hole missing in the bowl.
But looking at the old woman's kind expression, Long Feitian understood that this was not her intention, but that there was simply no good bowl at home.
Long Feitian didn't mind it either. He took the bowl and said gratefully to the old woman, "Thank you, mother-in-law."
"As long as you don't mind a bowl of water," the old woman said with a kind smile.
After a series of battles, he was injured and lost a lot of blood. At this time, Long Feitian was thirsty, so he picked it up and started drinking.
Cool and refreshing, sweet in the mouth.
"Thank you, mother-in-law." Long Feitian returned the empty bowl to the old man, who said you're welcome.
Then the two old men chatted with Long Feitian. From the chat, Long Feitian also learned that all the people in Wenjia Village were named Wen, and the old man's name was Wen Jiagang. He was the village chief of Wenjia Village and the highest-ranking person in the village.
The old woman is called Wen'e, and she is his wife.
Wenjia Village is the only village within a radius of fifty miles. There were originally many villages, but the two countries often warred, making life here very difficult, and the other villages have all moved away.
"Then why don't you move away too?" Long Feitian asked curiously.
"Outside is not the same as here. Ordinary people like us are oppressed everywhere." Before the old man could answer, a big man outside the door said coldly.
"Wen An." The Wen family just glared at the big man. The big man stopped talking, but the expression on his face was full of grievance, and he turned around and went out again.
Wen Jiagang shook his head and sighed: "Other villages can move out because they are better off than our village and they all have some savings. After the villagers move out, it will be enough to support them until they find a new place to settle down."
"But that's not the case in our village. You can see the situation here. Our village usually doesn't have enough to eat, and we don't have any savings. Once we leave here, we will starve to death."
"That's no problem. I still have some gold coins here, which I believe will be enough for you to leave here." Long Feitian was moved by the old man's simplicity and took out a handful of gold coins and gave them to him along with the gold coins that the old man had not picked up just now.
But the old man's face darkened, he looked at Long Feitian and said sternly: "Young man, please put the gold coins away. I won't take it if you don't take it. My Wen family has always been self-reliant. This is insulting us. If you continue to
In this case, I can only ask you to leave."
"Put it away, we won't accept your gold coins." The old woman next to her also said, "If we accept your gold coins, others will stab you in the spine."
Seeing the determined expressions of the two old men, Long Feitian had no choice but to put away the gold coins.
The two old men showed satisfied smiles on their faces and chatted with Long Feitian again.
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the great Han Wen'an came over again, "The bullock carts are ready."
"Little brother, the old man knows that you are in a hurry, so he won't leave you alone." Wen Jia just stood up and said with a kind smile.
"Thank you, old man." Long Feitian bowed to the two old men and went out with Wen An.
The bullock cart is very simple. It is a small cart for civilians to pull goods. It has two wheels and a board on top, and is pulled by oxen.
As soon as Long Feitian and Wen An got on the bullock cart, with the sound of the whip in Wen An's hand, the cattle galloped away with all four limbs.
As soon as he got in the car, Long Feitian was busy running the Dragon Spirit Art to heal his injuries, and did not talk to Wen An. He knew that he would face another battle when he rushed back, and he must try his best to make his injuries heal as much as possible.
An hour later, the sky gradually darkened. Fortunately, the sky was not bad, and it was half moon. The moonlight spread on the ground like silver sand, illuminating the road brightly.
"What a weirdo, he can fall asleep like this." Seeing Long Feitian sitting there with his eyes closed and motionless, Wen An muttered, but Long Feitian ignored him at all.
Feeling bored, Wen An ignored Long Feitian and concentrated on driving the bullock cart.
A few hours passed in the blink of an eye, and it was already midnight. Long Feitian, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes slightly, looked at Wen An in front of him and said, "Brother Wen An, what time is it now?"
"Chou Shi." Wen An said lukewarmly, and whispered softly, "I thought you could sleep forever!"
"hehe……"
Long Feitian smiled indifferently and did not care about it. He asked: "Can you tell me why your village has not been moved?"
"Didn't my father tell you that we have no savings and will starve to death as soon as we leave the village." Wen An said indifferently, but Long Feitian felt a sense of anger from it.
"I know there are other reasons." Long Feitian smiled calmly and said, "If you are willing to tell me, maybe I can help you."
"Can you help us?" Wen An looked at Long Feitian in surprise, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.
"You can tell me first. How do you know I can't help you without even saying anything?" Long Feitian chuckled.
Wen An was silent, as if he was considering whether Long Feitian could really help them. For a while, he secretly sighed in his heart: "Maybe he can really help us?"
With a glimmer of hope, Wen An talked about the village. Originally, there were a dozen villages around there. Although they were not big, each village had hundreds of people. Because it was located on the border between the two countries, there were constant battles.
Their life is much harder than that of villagers in other places, but they can still get by.
But just five years ago, someone discovered a mineral deposit in the mountains ten miles east of Wenjia Village. Soon a group of strongmen came. As soon as this group of strongmen occupied the mineral deposit, they issued an order to several surrounding villages to make everyone
The village sent a hundred villagers to help them mine.
Mining is nothing, but those people don't give any compensation, and even the food is very poor, and the workload is heavy. Many villagers have collapsed from exhaustion, and each village suddenly lost a hundred strong men, and the crops at home were
No one was planting, which greatly reduced everyone's harvest.
There was really no other way, so the village chiefs of each village were going to discuss with the strongmen whether they could reduce their labor force for mining, or they could give them some compensation, so that they could live their lives better.
Unexpectedly, the strongmen not only failed to negotiate with them, but also beat up the people they went to negotiate with. The village chiefs of two villages died soon after they returned.
Through this incident, everyone finally understood that the strong men did not regard them as human beings at all, they were just slaves working for them. Some villages quietly started to make plans to leave.
With their minds together, everyone moved very quickly and was ready in just half a month. They recruited the people back on the grounds that the previous group of people had been digging for a month and their bodies couldn't bear it anymore and they wanted to change the group.
The strong men also considered that if everyone died, no one would help them mine in the future, so they let everyone go back and asked them to come in another group, so that the previous group of people could recover.