"Wouldn't it be enough to send all the refugees to build the river? Anyway, when building the river, we have to hire workers and pay for the work. Since the victims can't survive, let's give them the stuttering ones and let them work hard."

"You!! Vicious woman!!!"

Xia Yingtian and others were stunned.

It took a while before he spoke, "You are simply out of your mind. Many of the victims are old, weak, women and children. If you ask them to dig river channels, you are simply sending them to their deaths."

"Men may still be able to persist, but women and children may be swept away accidentally. You woman has a vicious heart."

Chu Yun squinted, "Women and children won't stand far away digging? Can't they do some logistical work?

Instead of starving to death immediately, letting them use their own hands and feet to earn a bite of food is called evil?

Then Mr. Xia, hurry up and spend money to support the nursing home in your house. You are also evil, and you actually let them do such dangerous work. If you encounter a desperado who insists on taking your life, they will die.

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In ancient times, disaster relief often cost a lot of money but had little effect.

Often this is because the only way to provide disaster relief is through food relief.

And they will continue to receive relief until the next autumn harvest.

"You!!!" Xia Yingtian couldn't find the words to retort for a while.
Chapter completed!