Zhang Chong immediately explained: "No, I didn't mean that."
"I think it's too boring to stay at sea for too long..."
"..."
They passed through the savanna and came to the city here.
Although it is a city, it looks like a backward town.
Not only are there no high-rise buildings, the roads are not even completely hardened, and there are a lot of dirt roads.
Along the way there were some local dark-skinned residents and some passers-by, carrying things on their heads.
Some were lying on the ground to enjoy the cool air.
And the children gathered together.
When these children saw Jiang Fan and the others driving over, they immediately gathered around and skillfully stretched out their hands to beg for something.
Most of them were without shoes, and more than half were wearing ill-fitting clothes.
The word poverty and backwardness is revealed everywhere here.
Wu Yun saw that almost all of the dark-skinned children surrounded by cars were very thin and looked like they had never had enough to eat.
Immediately, maternal feelings overflowed, and compassion arose in my heart. I handed the compressed biscuits and chocolates I carried with me to the child outside the window.
As soon as the children saw that there was food, they immediately started grabbing it and rushed to the dark clouds.
Zhang Chong saw that his wife was showing kindness, so he joined the ranks without hesitation.
Start distributing food to the children.
When he didn't have it with him, he went to look for it in his backpack, not only taking his own, but also Xiao Wang's and Zhuang Yu's.
Zhuang Yu warned, "You two, out of kindness, don't run out of our compressed biscuits and emergency battlefield rations."
"Be careful if special circumstances arise. It may not be available when you need it."
Zhang Chong was busy distributing food and responded calmly: "I know, I know."
"We both have a sense of proportion."
"Don't grab it, don't grab it, uncle still has it here."
"Don't grab it, it's not a good thing."
These children, who had been hungry for a long time, fought fiercely for food like wolves who had been hungry all winter.
While grabbing it, I almost scratched Zhang Chong's hand.
He became angry and began to curse.
"You little bastard! I have good intentions, but all of them don't know what is good and what is evil!"
"Wu Yun, please stop handing out food. Be careful of getting scratched. None of these children are hygienic. Don't let you get sick."
"I can do it alone."
"..."
Wu Yun and Zhang Chong distributed food, attracting more children.
Jiang Fan saw all this in the rearview mirror and acquiesced in their actions.
This act of kindness is a good thing.
However, Jiang Fan did not order the special forces members to distribute food to these children.
Because Jiang Fan knew that this couldn't save them.
The starvation here is more due to backward productivity, backward systems, perennial chaos and wars.
The only way to help this place is to develop it, so that the resources here can be sold, money can be made, and science and technology can be developed.
This is the only way to solve the poverty and hunger here.
Seeing these children, Jiang Fan couldn't help but think of the children of Xia Kingdom.
A child of Xia Guo's age should be worried about heavy schoolwork now.
Or being beaten for playing games for a long time.
No matter how bad it is, it won't be enough to eat or wear warm clothes.
The difference between the children of Xia Kingdom and this group of children is the reason why Jiang Fan is willing to suffer in the army.
This is also the significance of the sacrifice and dedication of Xia soldiers.
Jiang Fan wants the children of Xia Kingdom to be isolated from this kind of life of not having enough to eat and the flames of war forever!
The driver who was in the same car with Jiang Fan saw Jiang Fan looking at the child behind him out of the corner of his eye.
I couldn't help but complain: "Don't look at these children as pitiful."
"Sometimes poor people must be hateful. There are many lazy people here, and there are many old people!"
"Poor mountains and harsh waters breed unruly people, and this is where we are talking."
"If you give them food this time, this group of people will continue to ask for it next time. If it happens too many times, they won't let you go if you don't give it to them."
“If you don’t have food, you need money!”
"I don't know how to write any names, nor do I know numbers. But I know money, and I know which number is the most valuable."
Jiang Fan heard the driver's complaint and politely said, "It's really hard for you to work here."
"The environment is poor, and the relationship between residents here is also difficult to deal with."
Driver: “Who says it’s not?”
“@#@$＊——+@”
Jiang Fan's polite words opened up the driver's conversation, which showed that his work here was making difficult progress.
Finally, everyone arrived at the Xia Guo Group's headquarters.
There are local soldiers with guns guarding the door here.
Jiang Fan also saw some local residents hanging around the group's headquarters.
These people were standing or sitting, one by one, watching here with evil eyes.
Jiang Fan asked: "Who are these people around the group's headquarters?"
"People waiting to come in and do odd jobs?"
The driver sighed, looking at this group of people very helplessly, and slowly said: "They are all people waiting to steal things."
"We are here to help, to aid and build here, and to improve their lives."
"As a result, one by one, they keep stealing things!"
"The local government sent troops here to guard the situation and things improved a bit."
"It's true that the poor and the poor bring out the unruly people!"
"Comrade, don't talk about these unhappy things. Our general manager is waiting for you inside and preparing a reception banquet for you."
While the driver was talking, the motorcade had already entered the courtyard, and the group manager welcomed them into the room.
Many experts specially put away the instruments before going to meet Feng Yan for dinner.
The general manager prepared fine wine to entertain everyone.
Zhang Chong, Zhuang Yu and others had already put their cups away and were ready to take a few sips.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fan refused directly.
"General manager, thank you for your kindness, but we still have a mission to do. There is a prohibition on alcohol and we cannot drink."
"We'll have tea instead of a bar."
The general manager said with a smile: "The instruments and experts have been safely escorted to the destination."
"It's really an honor for Xia Guo that you still fulfill your duties like this."
"With soldiers like you, we can have a comfortable life. Come on, let me toast you!"
"..."
In a deserted town, the tallest building only has six floors, and the buildings are even more decayed than the cities Jiang Fan and the others passed through today.
But the center of the town is brightly lit and very lively at night.
There are people playing cards, drinking wine, and exotic women who are entertaining customers on the street and flirting with them.
Although the town is dilapidated, it exudes a sense of luxury.
Clearly, this is a gray area.
In a room of a three-story building in the town, three men were discussing matters.
There is a man sitting behind the boss's table, wearing a gold ring and a famous watch on his hand. It is obvious that he is the boss here.
Another person sits outside the boss's table.
There is another person standing not far away. It can be seen that this person has a low status and is probably a low-level minion.
(End of chapter)
