"I have five kilograms of rice here, take it back and eat it." Without waiting for him to refuse, she stuffed it into his hand with a domineering look on her face.

After making sure that the other person had held onto it, she immediately pulled Amu onto the bicycle and left.

Fan Fanyou looked at the figure that was leaving in a hurry with gratitude.

For these people, these five kilograms of rice are equivalent to saving their lives.

Fan Fanyou dragged his weak steps back to the cowshed halfway up the mountain.

There were three men and one woman sitting inside, all about his age.

When the people inside saw Fan Fanyou coming back with blood all over his face, they were so scared that they put down what they were holding and came over to show concern.

"Lao Fan, what's wrong with you? Why is your face covered in blood? What happened?"

"Need I ask? It must have been those people in the village who beat them up. They are such inhumane people. If it weren't for us, would they be able to live in peace now?"

"Stop talking and come quickly to check Lao Fan's injury." It was an old woman who spoke at this time.

Even though she is living such a hard life now, the noble temperament she possesses is still revealed in this old woman.

"My injury is not serious, it just looks a little bit serious, but it's okay. However, I brought back a good thing today, you guys should come and take a look quickly." Fan Fanyou waved to several friends around him.

The elderly people who were originally worried about his injuries were immediately attracted by his words when they heard them.

Fan Fanyou glanced at the old buddies around him and saw that they were all staring at the bag in their hands. They smiled, which was rare for him. He quickly opened the bag and revealed the contents.

Someone in the quiet cowshed shouted in surprise, "It's actually white rice! How come? Where did you get it?" The person asking the question was a tall old man. Although he was thin due to hunger, it was probably related to his profession. Even though he looked like this now, his majestic temperament was still hard to resist.

Fan Fanyou glanced at the old man who asked the question and smiled proudly, "A girl gave it to me. This time, when I was chased and beaten by those guys in the village, it was that girl who saved me. She is a good person. She didn't mind my identity and gave me medicine. She also told me that if we have any problems in the future, I can come to her and she will do her best to help us."

The old man who had just asked the question frowned in suspicion, "Why is that girl so nice to us? Does she have some ulterior motive?"

"Zhang Jinguo, what are you talking about? Are you showing your old bad habits again? Look at our current situation. What can others want from us? Do they want to cause us countless troubles?" Fan Fanyou yelled at him angrily.

Seeing how furious he was, Zhang Jinguo quickly tried to calm things down by saying, "Oh, you old man, why are you so angry? I just expressed my suspicions, and you got so angry. This is unlike you."

Fan Fanyou snorted softly, "I'm telling you, that girl is a good person. If you don't believe me, forget it. Don't eat the rice she gave you."

"You old man, I'm just expressing my thoughts. Is this not okay? Also, didn't people ask you to bring back this rice for all of us to eat? Why don't you give it to us?" Zhang Jinguo became anxious when he heard that there was no rice to eat.