Knock Down That Tower

When Willy heard the words, he nodded.

It is definitely impossible for this man to stay in the village, even if he has a child. Fandoutun is not a relief center, how could it be possible to casually pull in the refugees from outside.

After Willy heard it, he didn't want to stay any longer, but his keen hearing allowed him to catch the man's pleading.

"Please everyone, let me stay. I used to be a blacksmith with good craftsmanship. I can be responsible for making farm tools in the village. I don't want wages, I just want to give me and my children a bite to eat."

The man's voice was trembling, and his tone was a humble request to the extreme.

"Blacksmith?"

Willy's heart moved.

It seems that a few days ago, Lake was complaining about the lack of a blacksmith in the village.

"Let's go and have a look."

Willie changed his mind.

The man was surrounded by the villagers, and Willy didn't move forward deliberately, but just glanced in from outside the crowd.

It was a man in his thirties, with unkempt hair and ragged clothes. Even in such a cold weather, he only wore two layers of single clothes. Even if he was Willy, he would feel the cold.

The man knelt on the ground, his eyes were full of struggles and desires for survival. He put his hands together, kowtowed and begged to Old Joel and the Tunmin beside him.

Next to the man, followed by a boy of six or seven years old. Although he was also in rags, he was wrapped tightly. A thick adult cotton coat wrapped him from head to toe.

This should be the man wrapping his cotton coat around him.

The little boy looked at everything in front of him calmly, his dirty face and a pair of clear and bright eyes were particularly special. He didn't cry or make a sound, just stood quietly beside his father, as if waiting The villagers were driven away next.

When he saw the boy, Willy's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

The boy gave him a very strange feeling. There was no cowardice, no fear, no extravagance in his eyes, as if nothing existed.

"I'm sorry, we can't take you in."

A trace of unbearable flashed in Old Joel's eyes, but he still chose to refuse.

It is impossible for Fandoutun to adopt refugees. Once this hole is opened, it will be impossible to control in the future.

The last glimmer of hope in the man's eyes was shattered, he cried bitterly, and his eyes were full of despair.

He and his son hadn't had a full meal for a long time. They wandered from far away. They just picked some wild vegetables for food along the way. Occasionally caught a mouse, it was a wonderful meal. However, as the weather gradually turned colder, the mice no longer came out of their holes, and even the wild vegetables they depended on for survival had dried up, which had driven them to a dead end.

The man knelt on the spot with a blank expression. Beside him, the little boy gently grabbed the corner of his father's clothes.

"Let's go."

There was no wavering in his voice, and he was not affected by his father's emotions at all.

The man was stunned when he heard his son's voice, and then kowtowed to Old Joel again: "Good old man, if you don't want me, can you keep this child. You can do whatever you want with him and let him do more Tired work is fine, he will not complain, as long as you can give him a bite to eat."

Old Joel's brows were tightened, and his face was not good-looking. Taking in refugees was something that he couldn't decide by himself.

He gritted his teeth and said cruelly, "I'm sorry, we can't take you in, even if it's just this child. But I can give you some food. You can go to other places to find a way out."

Old Joel no longer looked at the man's painful expression. He turned around to find Aden to go home to find some food, but suddenly saw Willy behind the crowd.

"Mr. Tunchang."

Old Joel hurriedly saluted Willy.

Only then did the other villagers realize that Willy was approaching, and hurriedly bowed to Willy to greet him.

There was a gap in the crowd, and Willy was dodged out.

"Are you a blacksmith?"

Willy stepped forward and glanced casually at his palm.

In addition to frostbite, there are half-cut fingers, obvious bone dislocation, and thick muscles in the wrist.

These features are very similar to Uncle Ubi in Xiangguo Village.

"Yes, I used to run a blacksmith shop."

Seeing this young man, who was respected as the Tunchang Master, took the initiative to ask himself, the man quickly responded with hope in his tone.

"Why did you become a refugee?"

Willy glanced at the child, who was also looking at himself, but still had no mood swings, not even curiosity about strangers.

"When I was blacksmithing, I took on a task of repairing a weapon, but because of my mistake, the weapon was damaged by me, and I paid a large sum of money that was far more than the value of the weapon, but the man still refused to forgive me. , he is the mayor's younger brother. He forced me to sell all my property, and even led people to threaten to kill me and my child. I couldn't afford to offend him, so I was forced to leave. We fled all the way~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Afraid of being tracked by him, I can only flee here."

When talking about this painful memory, the corners of the man's eyes twitched.

Willy nodded slightly, he observed the man's expression, and combined with his words, it was most likely not a lie.

These guys who closely serve the nobles often perform even more than the nobles. Even in Diamond Town, there is such a person, but it doesn't involve himself, and Willy has no excuse to be a so-called good person.

The man looked at Willy anxiously, waiting for the young colonel's decision. Having lost his original identity, it was difficult for him to be contained in other places. Now that there is really no way out, he made his last attempt.

Willy's words basically decided the life and death of him and the child.

"Let's stay."

Willie made a decision.

He happened to take this opportunity to meet a blacksmith shop in the village. He didn't want any money, as long as he could eat it, it could be regarded as the infrastructure of Fandou Village.

Next, as long as you find a merchant who does iron ore business, they will be happy to sell the refined iron stone to yourself at a low price.

In the southwest of Diamond Town, there is a small iron mine, which is also an important source of income for Baron Kells. These iron ore merchants can only get the right to purchase if they have a good relationship with the people in the town office. As the second-in-command of the personal soldiers, Willy can naturally enjoy the treatment of being flattered by them.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The man kowtowed hard, and he was about to faint in happiness.

Willie supported the man and turned to look at the boy beside him.

The boy also looked at Willy, he knew that his father and himself were saved, but his eyes were still calm like a deep lake.

Willie touched the boy's head.

"What's your name?"