I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 449 Roasting on the Fire

Bai Yunsong listened to their pitiful tone, especially those pairs of eyes staring at him, which made him unable to refuse.

“Neighbors, don’t worry. As an upright person, I will not ignore you. However, I have to report the theft to the town government and let Chief Li come to investigate in person.”

"We support the matter of reporting to the official. The elders should be asked to arrest those nasty thieves and throw them directly into prison. Each of them should be beaten fifty times to see if they dare to do evil."

"But before that, Li Zheng, do you have to solve the food ration problem for us? If we don't eat for a day or two, no one can withstand this severe winter. If we starve to death, we will become hungry by then. Damn it."

As soon as these words came out, some people in the crowd objected.

“Bah, bah, bah~, what are you talking about? Can Li Zheng watch us starve to death?”

"That is, we also extended a helping hand to the village and donated food during the snowstorm last year. If we are in trouble this year, Li Zheng will definitely not ignore us. Can you please stop saying depressing words, which will make the people listening feel bad."

　　After listening to everyone's comments, Bai Yunsong pursed his lips and his eyes flashed with depression.

Sure enough, my father was right. He took the lead in collecting food donations last year, which had already laid hidden dangers for himself.

Whether you are donating food or not, you all have opinions in your heart. But he is upright, so he can't ignore it, right?

My father always said that there are many ways to solve a problem, so he should use his brain more.

Let’s not talk about the past. Let’s talk about the present. With the heavy snow closing the door, apart from letting everyone help each other, is there any other way to solve the food ration problem?

 Should they be asked to follow the example of the disaster victims and go out to beg for food? Then where does he put his upright face?

Unless they are as well-informed as their cousins ​​and go into the mountains to find food. Unfortunately, these people are not that material at all. It would be nice not to freeze to death in the mountains.

Although his family's granary is quite rich and even if it is evenly distributed, his family will not be hungry, but he is asked to give away the food for no reason, which makes him feel unhappy.

 But he couldn't refuse the current situation. The feeling of being roasted on the fire was really uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Bai Yunsong glanced at the surrounding villagers watching the excitement, waved his hands, and calmed everyone's emotions.

“Neighbors, please rest assured, we all live in the same village, and they all say that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Now that you are in trouble, the big guys will naturally not just watch and ignore you.”

As soon as Bai Yunsong said these words, those watching the excitement couldn't help but lower their heads and silently moved outside.

At the moment, the door is closed due to heavy snow, and we don’t know when the war will end. The price of food is ridiculously high. Whose food is limited? If they were asked to give up some to help others, they would definitely refuse in their hearts.

 Nowadays, food is like a handful of copper coins. Who is willing to give it away for free?

Yun Song looked at everyone's attitude and his eyes became gloomy.

"This natural disaster is a man-made disaster. No one can tell whose turn it will be next. We, the villagers of Willow Bay, should stick together as a team to share the blessings and share the hardships. Let's help the village tide over the difficulties together. "

"When I come back from reporting to the official, I will call everyone together to discuss the matter of donating food. Every person in the village counts, and no one can stay out of the matter."

There is no way. Last year, the hole was opened. If we don't take care of it this year, the villagers' spitting stars alone will drown him.

 (End of this chapter)