Chunxiang Pavilion, roadside.
Liang Yongqi lay there with disheveled hair.
Not moving.
I don’t know if I’m dead or alive.
The servants' legs were trembling, and they had to kneel down to stay safe.
"Why?" Liang Yongqi burst into tears, two streaks of tears running down like a river, unable to stop.
Everyone was stunned.
My brain didn't respond.
Then he reacted, gritted his teeth, and roared angrily.
"Lin Fan, you and I are irreconcilable and cannot be at odds with each other."
The roar was as wild as a wild beast.
"Anger +333."
The servants lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other.
The young master was beaten.
I was very angry, and whoever touched me would be unlucky.
The civilians who were hiding far away watched indifferently, as if they were watching a show.
To them.
There is no good person in a wealthy family.
But recently I heard that Mr. Lin is quite good.
Liang Yongqi felt countless eyes falling on him, raised his head sharply, and shouted: "What are you looking at? If you look at it again, you will die."
The civilians in the distance had expressionless faces and were all doing their own things.
They hate wealthy families deeply, but they don't dare to offend these wealthy families.
Liang Yongqi got up angrily, lowered his head and walked towards the distance.
I remember this grudge.
Son of a bitch.
Manager Chen felt that the young master had caused trouble again.
After beating Third Young Master Liang, the Liang family might come to ask for an explanation.
Based on the impression the master has on the young master.
Will definitely be very angry.
Many refugees gathered outside the city.
In the words of aristocratic families, these are pariahs, worse than ants.
"Manager Chen, where do these refugees come from? Why do you feel like there are so many more of them every day?" Lin Fan asked.
Manager Chen said, "Sir, these are people who are in trouble from all over the world. Some of them should be that their hometowns were destroyed by monsters, and some of them should be natural disasters and man-made disasters. There are all kinds of possibilities."
"No one cares?" Lin Fan felt a little uncomfortable, what a world-shattering thing.
When something like this happened, no one even asked.
Think about the society he lives in, how wonderful it is.
A difficult one, P Plus support.
"No." Manager Chen shook his head, feeling as if the young master was meddling in other people's business again.
Why haven't I noticed that the young master has this intention before
It's very hot.
The sun is high, the morning is cool, and at noon, you may suffer from heat stroke due to the high temperature.
Lin Fan and his group, standing at the city gate, seemed a little out of place with these refugees.
Many refugees noticed Lin Fan.
Their faces were expressionless, not even a little strange.
According to common sense.
There will definitely be refugees who will kneel in front of them for the sake of their loved ones, crying and begging the master to save their loved ones, doing whatever they want to do.
But look at this situation.
But some are not like that.
Perhaps for the refugees, seeking help from an aristocratic family is undoubtedly a dead end. Not only will they die without dignity, but they will also be tortured.
"Manager Chen, do you think my father will kill me if I give my farmland to these people?" Lin Fan asked.
As soon as these words came out.
Manager Chen knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Young Master, you must not do this."
Manager Chen has lived for decades and has never been as frightened as he is now.
This is going to scare people to death.
"Get up, stop kneeling all the time, I'm just going to ask." Lin Fan said.
Manager Chen breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good."
Can be followed immediately.
What the young master said next completely shocked him to death.
"I'm just asking. No matter whether my father beats me to death or not, there are still things that need to be done."
"This is not a matter of conscience."
"It's about protecting the Lin family. If the fields are not planted, they will only breed insects."
Lin Fan is very thoughtful.
In order to allow this rich young man to continue to live his life.
Previous vacancies must be filled.
The previous land tax was quite harsh.
The kind of game that kills people without paying for it.
But it's not comfortable enough to use.
If we spread out the spare farmland, we can get it all together.
Manager Chen said these words to the young master.
Don't know what to say.
That seems to make sense.
But for some reason, something feels wrong.
"Cousin, are you right in what you said about my cousin?" Lin Fan asked.
Zhou Zhongmao nodded, "Yes, my cousin is absolutely right."
Gouzi nodded silently.
The young master is a man with vision.
It's worth to admire.
"Steward Chen, you can rest assured. Just pretend you don't know about this matter and I will take full responsibility for it." Lin Fan patted Steward Chen on the shoulder and said sincerely.
It’s not easy for Manager Chen either.
Follow yourself out.
I have to bear this huge psychological pressure all the time.
He can understand.
Can also sympathize.
But there is no way.
You have to endure pressure to do things.
This can't be done without pressure.
"Gouzi, go talk to them and tell them that I want to allocate fields to them for farming. If you have ideas, please follow us." Lin Fan said.
"Yes, sir, I'll do it right away." Gouzi's father was a refugee. Later, he got lucky and was able to work as a servant in the Lin family. Although he didn't have freedom in life, he had no worries about food and clothing. He was much luckier than them.
soon.
The dog ran towards these refugees.
Manager Chen stopped talking.
I really want to say it.
Young Master, can we stop doing this
If the master knew, he would really be furious.
soon.
There was an uproar among the refugees.
It was obviously Gouzi who brought the words, which aroused the shock and disbelief of these refugees.
"You all heard it, right? That is my young master. He cannot bear to let you starve like this. He will give you a chance to be self-reliant. If you believe it, you will follow us later. If you don't believe it, don't force it."
Gouzi said in a loud voice.
He represents the young master, so his momentum cannot be weakened, and he has the air of a wealthy general manager.
at this time.
The refugees sitting paralyzed on both sides of the road looked at each other.
"Is this true or false?"
"Are there really such kind-hearted people from a wealthy family?"
No one moved.
Maybe they don't believe that pie will fall from the sky.
At the same time, they don’t believe that people from aristocratic families will give them land.
Lin Fan felt something was wrong.
Is this aristocratic family so wary
They didn't even plant the land for free. What kind of tragic things they had experienced made them so hostile to the pie falling from the sky.
Manager Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the refugees did not believe it.
It seems that there is still room for easing this matter.
"What are you thinking? My young master gave you a field, but you don't even plant it?" Gouzi became anxious.
what happened
Such a good thing, but no one follows it.
at this time.
Among the refugees, someone said: "How can something good happen to us in the world? They must be trying to deceive us again."
Manager Chen said: "Sir, I think it's better to forget it, they won't believe it."
"No, I really don't believe it today. No one believed it when I gave him the fields." Lin Fan waved his hands, a little unconvinced, and said directly: "I am the son of the Lin family. I never tell lies. You..."
The words are not finished yet.
There was a commotion among the refugees.
"Are you the master of the Lin family?"
"If it's Young Master Lin, we believe it."
The refugees believed again.
When they came here, they passed by Wangjia Village and heard from the people there that Mr. Lin was a good man. Seeing how pitiful they were, they were exempted from this year's land tax.
From the perspective of the refugees, how could such a good thing happen
But later it became clear that it was true.
"Then why are you hesitating? Hurry up and follow me. I'm in a hurry. I have to go to Chunxiang Pavilion for a good meal later." Lin Fan urged.
It's very casual.
It's not intentional.
Lin Fan was in a good mood.
I didn’t expect that I would become famous far and wide.
Even the homeless people know about themselves.
good.
(End of chapter)