After chatting with Hu Shuo, Ren Xiaosu also went to the kitchen for a walk. There was not much rice in the rice bucket. Moreover, Ren Xiaosu also looked at the trash can in the kitchen, and there was no oil in the trash can, which shows that the living conditions of these children in the welfare home are really poor.

Wushu followed and said, "Do you know why I can't bear to use Zhang Baogen? Just because he showed the essence of kindness? No, or not just."

Ren Xiaosu turned around and listened quietly.

He just heard the nonsense and continued: "Actually, Zhang Baogen is also a child himself. He has never really seen what the world is like, so he was imprisoned by Qingshi in a mental hospital. Fortunately, Qingshi is a little more kind in the consortium, and he just observes their status and does not hurt them."

"Zhang Baogen was also poor when he came here. Some time ago, a child said he wanted to eat dumplings. The child was thrown to the gate of the welfare home when he was three years old. At the age of twelve, he only remembers a kind of celery-flavored dumpling. It was his only memory of his original family. He didn't even remember what his mother looked like, but he still remembers the taste of the dumplings."

"Zhang Baogen had no money either, so he went to the vegetable market to pick up celery leaves thrown away by others, and asked the meat seller to give him some fat meat that others don't want. I don't know how he did it, but the other party really gave him a little," said Hu, "That day, the welfare home was the same as the New Year. Later, Zhang Baogen went out to do odd jobs, helping others wipe the car and make some money. Then every time he made money, he bought the meat to give it to the children, but he didn't taste it himself."

"This time, if the amount of cotton coat is not needed, and if the child had frostbite, he wouldn't have taken the risk of killing people. Do you know what I value most? After he got here, he really wanted to cut off the murderous nature and take good care of the children. He also wanted to eat meat, but he could be very happy when he watched the children eat it."

Ren Xiaosu said, "Aren't you rich? Why don't you buy things for the children?"

Novice looked at Ren Xiaosu and said, "Don't mention this to me. The child of the altar received so much gold, but he didn't give it to me at all. He said he wanted to keep it all for you. When I was an official in Li, I was honest and had no money! I had some savings at the beginning, but you don't know how much these children can eat. As the saying goes, half a boy, I will be eaten to death, and I will be poor by them!"

Ren Xiaosu was stunned: "Are you so poor?"

"What's wrong with poverty?" Wu Shuo turned dark: "Money can't buy happiness!"

Ren Xiaosu pondered for a moment and said, "You have too little money, so you can't buy happiness!"

He turned around and went out. At noon the next day, he came back with more than ten kilograms of pork and dozens of kilograms of celery. Zhou Yingxue was carrying a large bag of flour behind him, and the children in the entire welfare home cheered.

This time, even Wushuo made dumplings with everyone. Ren Xiaosu used two black knives to perform fancy dumpling fillings for the children, which attracted a burst of applause from the children. Ren Xiaosu was very proud.

When the celery and pork dumplings were out of the pot, Zhou Yingxue stood by the pot, but the children did not fight or snatched. Under the instructions of Zhang Baogen, they lined up in a regular manner, each carrying a small bowl, girls in front, boys in back, younger in front, and older in back.

When all the children were eaten, Zhang Baogen came over with a embarrassed look on his face.

Zhou Yingxue smiled and served him a full bowl, and Zhang Baogen thanked Zhou Yingxue.

After the meal, the children sat on the chairs with round belly. They hadn't eaten meat for too long and couldn't stop eating it.

A child smiled at Zhang Baogen and said, "Uncle Baogen, let's have a bubble for us!"

Zhang Baogen thought about it and blew out a magpies casually.

But the children looked disgusted: "Uncle Baogen, why are you smelling celery and pork in this bubble today..."

...

After leaving the welfare home, Zhou Yingxue walked beside Ren Xiaosu and asked, "Master, you are quite humane today."

"What is human feelings?" Ren Xiaosu sneered: "It's just a moment of kindness. I asked myself that I can't do it to be Zhang Baogen who guards these children like this."

"That's better than nothing," Zhou Yingxue said with a slight human touch, "It's very different in this world. But why didn't you leave some money for them?"

"Without us, they lived a very happy life," Ren Xiaosu said: "At first, I wanted to leave one million directly, but later I thought that maybe it was right to say nonsense. The happiness here has nothing to do with money. Moreover, Qin Sheng and Zhang Qingxi will solve the funding problem here, so we don't need to do it in one go."

From last night to today, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that he had experienced a brief tranquility.

After coming to Luocheng, his nerves were tense and he was always alert to the ubiquitous enemies, but this world shouldn't have been like this. Suddenly, he was a little looking forward to world peace.

Just as another wave of chaos in Luocheng was calming down, a group of more than twenty people were rushing towards Luocheng in the distance outside Luocheng.

The man in the head had a red cloth covering his face, which was the knight Wu Dingyuan.

Originally, he took the students out for a trip as planned, but as soon as he was halfway through the itinerary, he was told that the city of Luocheng was in crisis, so he had to take the students back.

But when I passed the Kong barrier on the way, I only took a short rest for a night, but the vehicles were all destroyed by people with ulterior motives and I could only walk on foot.

Wu Dingyuan knew that someone was deliberately delaying his return to the rescue, but he did not go to Kong to argue anything. Now that things have come to this, the knights must treat each consortium as an imaginary enemy.

Just when they were three hundred kilometers away from Luocheng, Wu Dingyuan suddenly stopped and looked at the vanilla and the old man playing with sugar paintings in front of him.

Vanilla smiled and said, "Ankyoji Vanilla."

While boiling sugar, the old man introduced himself: "Tang Hualong in Anjing Temple."

Wu Dingyuan frowned: "Anjing Temple wants to be an enemy of my knights? Have you considered the consequences?"

Vancao smiled and explained: "This is also the reason why we appeared here. We had no intention of being enemies with the knights, and we didn't want to commit murder in Luocheng in vain, so we didn't enter the barrier. We just hope that Wu Dingyuan, you will also chat with us here."

"What if I say no," Wu Dingyuan's face turned cold: "Then you will threaten me with the students behind me?"

"No, no," Vanilla shook her head: "I, Vanilla, are not such people who kill innocent people indiscriminately. It's just that we both deal with you, and you really can't get away."

Wu Dingyuan stood there, and he suddenly realized that the people in Luocheng might be taking action.
Chapter completed!