The village chief called out all the villagers. Now it was time for dinner and everyone lined up to eat.
Lin Yin and the others brought a lot of things today, including steamed buns, porridge, fried vegetables, and bacon that An Xin brought.
Children of all ages came to eat with bowls.
Bai Zhiyuan is distributing food.
The distribution was simple: one steamed bun per person, half a bowl of rice porridge, some vegetables and a few pieces of bacon.
Although it was not very rich, it was already a very luxurious meal for the villagers.
The family was so poor that they could barely afford to eat, so they had to make soup with each grain of rice.
To put it nicely, it's like drinking rice soup, but in fact, when you scoop it up with a spoon, it's all soup and you can't see much rice.
Although we are almost entering the 90s, the gap between the rich and the poor is still quite large.
Some people in big cities eat and drink well, but people in small villages in remote corners like this live a shabby life.
Bai Zhiyuan felt very sad when he saw how hungry they were. Since the adult men had big appetites, he served them more.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way, you hear me!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout, and I saw a man with a fierce look on his face pushing several children hard, and then blatantly cutting in line.
"Dalong, Erlong!" Sishun's wife quickly helped the child up.
Dalong was fine, but Erlong was just a child of a few years old. He felt the pain after being pushed and sat on the ground crying loudly.
The originally well-organized team became disorganized and started to become noisy.
"What's the use of this iron pillar! It even hits a child."
"We've been waiting in line for so long, why can Tiezhu just cut in line?"
Everyone was mumbling something, and Tiezhu, who was beating people, heard the discussion and turned around to glare at everyone, which scared everyone. They immediately shut up and lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
Dalong's eyes were red and he was holding a bowl in his hand, looking pitiful.
Erlong was crying so hard that he was hiccuping, and because he was so hungry, his voice couldn't be very quiet.
Si Shun's wife was so heartbroken, but the other party was a tough guy. Even if she felt aggrieved, she dared not say anything.
Originally, Dalong was ranked first, but Tiezhu pushed him away, so he became the first.
Bai Zhiyuan looked at the general grid of the iron pillar and frowned.
Tie Zhu stared at Bai Zhiyuan and took out a large basin that was bigger than his face. "Fill it up for me!"
Then he pointed at the bacon next to him and said, "Give me all this meat, all of it!"
This saying is true: poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people. Isn’t this happening?
Bai Zhiyuan said calmly: "I'm sorry, there are too many people eating, so each person can only get one portion."
"Isn't this my portion?!" Tie Zhu glared, "Didn't you see how big I am? How can I eat just two bites like a cat like these bastards? That's how much I eat. Come on, fight me, or I'll beat you to death!"
If he could have said it nicely, Bai Zhiyuan might have really turned a blind eye and let it go.
But this Tiezhu has become a poor guy who can't even afford to eat, yet he's still shouting and yelling here. It seems like he hasn't starved to death yet.
Bai Zhiyuan threw the spoon directly into the cooking pot: "I'm sorry, the food here is not good enough for you, you'd better leave."
Tie Zhu glared: "What do you mean?"
The villagers queuing behind him whispered to Bai Zhiyuan, "Doctor Bai, if he wants you, just call him. At most, he'll give us a little less. Just give it to us and don't make Tiezhu unhappy..."
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