"Yes, yes, we are here, they don't dare to mess around."

"The people here are evil and capable of anything."

The four guides were all anxious at the same time, spouting words of advice and recommending themselves.

But Liuli had no intention of listening at all. She just looked at the shooting stars and shouted:

"elder brother!"

"What my sister said is what she said, why are you dissatisfied?"

Meteor glanced at the four guides, and the four of them immediately fell silent, not daring to say another word.

Meteor protected Liuli and got out of the carriage together. He pushed aside the four people and walked to the old man.

Meteor said gently to the old man in charge:

"Old man, we are here for inspection. We want to see the living conditions of the villagers in the tent village. Can you take us to see it?

By the way, please introduce it to us."

"Sir, of course you can. This is my fusion form."

The old man didn't dare to refuse, so he quickly learned a sentence that he heard somewhere, and the words he said were not standard enough, so the system translated it incorrectly.

Meteor had to guess a lot before he understood.

"Sir, please come this way."

As soon as the three of them got rid of the four guides, Liuli couldn't help but ask:

"Old man, I see there are many children here. Don't these children need to go to school?"

The old man looked confused and opened his mouth, as if he was afraid to enter.

Liuli said quickly: "It's okay, just tell the truth, we just want to hear the truth.

No matter what you say, we won't blame you."

The old man sighed and said:

“How is it possible for children to go to school?

Most of the people who come here are those who suffered hardships in their hometowns.

But even if we weren't in trouble, we couldn't afford to go to school in the village.

Only children from the city are lucky enough to go to school.

These children here generally start working when they are over 5 years old.

Their parents also get up early and walk for 1 to 2 hours to nearby villages and cities to do some cleaning, coolie work, etc., and barely come back in exchange for some food.

We are all refugees, there is no land for us to grow, and we have no way to be self-reliant.

The ones who do best are the ones with livestock in their tents.

Usually, someone in the family is selected, so you can send some money back to buy them.

When these chickens, ducks, and pigs are raised and sold, they can sustain expenses for about half a year.

The tent with the pigs you see now belongs to the Chaplin family.

Chaplin was lucky enough to be selected so that he could leave something for his wife and three children."

The old man in charge pointed to a tent as he spoke.

Seeing that she was being pointed at, a thin woman in the tent immediately stood up and called to the three children in the crowd.

Then she asked the children to hide in the tent, and quickly lowered a tent curtain made of rags, covering the entire room.

The old man in charge was a little embarrassed for a while.

He coughed and said:

"The Chaplin family is relatively well off, so some gunmen would often come over to catch a chicken when they were passing by on patrol, and they would pick up two eggs or something like that.

At least their family could survive if something was robbed.

But other families, not to mention livestock, don’t even have any food stored in their tanks.

If a little bit of coarse wheat earned by adults after a hard day's work is robbed, the whole family will starve.

If you are robbed a few more times, you will starve to death."

So, is the Chaplin family regarded as victims?

Liuli's mouth moved but she didn't say anything.

Apart from this method, what else can the frail old man in front of me do?

Don't encourage others to do good unless they have suffered.

Meteor took a deep breath and said, "You misunderstood, we are not here to steal anything.

Turn around and look at our carriage, do you think there is anything we can like here?"

The old man in charge was so frightened that his legs weakened and he almost knelt down.

"Snapped!"

He slapped himself hard and loud, startling both Meteor and Liuli.

"Sir, I have a bad mouth and I talk nonsense.

Sir, I don’t have much knowledge and I’m just talking nonsense. You must not be as knowledgeable as me.”

"What are you doing."

When he did this, Meteor felt a little guilty.

The respect for the elderly and love for the young is engraved in the bones of the Chinese nation, which makes Meteor a little uncomfortable with such a scene.

"You, well, forget it. Just lead the way.

I said, no matter what you say, I won't blame you.

Don't be afraid of us, tell the truth.

We want to see the most realistic scene here."

"Hey, okay, okay."

The slap was strong and urgent. There was no reaction at first, but now the dark cheeks of the old man in charge began to become red and swollen.

He took Meteor and Liuli to visit several places in the [Tent Village], looking at the stoves made of cracked mud pots and the walls made of garbage.

Finally, the old man in charge took Liuli and the others to his yard.

Compared to the tent, the old man's yard is a bit more advanced.

At the very least, there are some white stone and earth walls surrounding the city.

Although the height of the earthen wall cannot prevent robbers, soldiers, or wild beasts, it can prevent the invasion of chickens and ducks.

This makes the old man's yard look particularly clean.

In this small courtyard lived the old man's three sons, two daughters-in-law, and nine grandchildren.

From the conversation, Meteor and the others learned that the old man's youngest son also had a daughter-in-law who was also a refugee.

But the younger daughter-in-law was so good-looking that a priest from a nearby city took notice of her.

The younger daughter-in-law had a bad temper and didn't want to hurt the elderly family, so she jumped into the river and drowned herself.

As a result, the old man's youngest son, who was originally the smartest and most capable, and who dreamed of becoming an archer, has been living in confusion ever since, living like a useless person, and has no intention of marrying again.

If he hadn't been afraid that the old man would be too sad, he would have gone with his daughter-in-law.

Meteor had a keen insight into the nature of the mission and began to try to get close to the old man's young son.

But the younger son was dumbfounded and didn't respond to anything Mei Xing said.

Even when Meteor said he wanted to help him take revenge, he just shook his head and lay on the ground with his eyes blank.

Perhaps, the old man's youngest son had died that day, and all that was left alive was a corpse.

Liuli took a look at the old man's home and saw a bed made of vines and wood in the old man's eldest son's tent.

Sitting on it was an older girl of about ten years old, using a comb made of bones to help another little girl of about six years old comb her hair.

At the eldest girl's feet, there was a piece of floral cloth hanging under the bed. In the cloth lay a sleeping baby with its eyes closed.

While the older girl was helping the younger girl comb her hair, she gently kicked the fabric with her feet to make it sway from side to side.

It looks just like a real-life cradle for babies.

The old man looked very nervous when he saw Liuli approaching the house.

He cautiously approached Liuli and said to Liuli:

"Sir, these three are my eldest son's daughters.

Both my eldest son and my eldest daughter-in-law have gone to work in the city. I cannot take care of the two children by myself, so my eldest granddaughter helps take care of them.
To be continued...