"Old man, please get up quickly. How can Li Jia be so virtuous and receive such a great gift!" Li Jia was startled by such a formation, and suddenly being knelt down by a man in his fifties or sixties was really frightening.

In the Tang Dynasty, the highest etiquette was not to kneel down, but to bow deeply, instead of the kneeling that was common in later generations. However, during the Five Dynasties, high stools had become popular, and kneeling gradually came to mean an insult, which was equivalent to a deep bow.

Do not use it lightly.

In the era of Confucian governance, it was a tradition to respect the elderly and care for the young. If Li Jia accepted it peacefully, the reputation he had accumulated in the past few years would be destroyed in one fell swoop.

"Without Langjun, the lives of ordinary people like us would have been taken away by the officials long ago, and the destruction of our families and lives would be a big deal! Langjun certainly deserves it."

Li Jia hurried over and helped him up. Hearing the old man's words, he felt much relieved. He still said humbly:

"Li Jia still hasn't done enough! If I could have come earlier, Danzhou City would not be in ruins, and you would not be homeless!"

"Thank you, Mr. Sir——"

"Thank you, Mr. Sir——"

At some point, hundreds of people had gathered on the street beside the rubble. Seeing this scene, they bent down one by one and bowed deeply.

Such a neat picture is simply amazing. Everyone's faces are full of gratitude, and their expressions are not fake at all. It is obvious that Li Jia stole the show this time.

"Li Jia is ashamed!" Looking at the sincere faces and tearful eyes, especially the clear eyes and gray clothes of the three or four-year-old children, Li Jia felt a little worried.

After all, he is also a person who grew up under the red flag, so he does feel a little guilty for taking advantage of him like this.

Bending down and returning a salute, it can be regarded as an apology to the deceased!

"Everyone, Li Jia believes that Danzhou City will suffer such a catastrophe and will be reborn from the ashes and become more prosperous like the legendary phoenix!" Feeling a little guilty, Li Jia regained his composure and with a 'sincere' smile,

Said loudly:

"Starting from today, I will be giving porridge in the city for three days. This is Li Jia's wish!"

"Since Li Langjun is like this, the old man cannot fall behind. The Chen family will also give porridge for three days!" The old man in silk clothes was leaning on a cane and his shrewd eyes were dazzling.

Then look at the people around him who are looking at him no less than me. They are so disgusted with this behavior of climbing up a tree along a pole.

"Do you have free time tomorrow? I'll prepare a banquet to thank you for your kindness!" The old man touched his beard, narrowed his eyes and smiled happily.

"Since I sincerely invite you, as a junior, why shouldn't Jia not respond?" Although he didn't understand what kind of medicine this old fox was selling, Li Jia had no worries. The entire Danzhou City was almost in his hands. What?

If monsters and monsters offend him, they will only seek death.

The two foxes looked at each other and smiled, as if they knew something.

"Auntie, I'm hungry!"

"Good boy, I'm going to find something for you to eat right now!"

Sitting next to the fallen rubble of his home, Zheng Kuan was heartbroken. The old house passed down from his ancestors was destroyed today. This damn barbarian heard the conversation between his mother-in-law and his son, and he became more and more worried.

Become hating.

"Auntie, what are you doing?" Suddenly I saw my mother-in-law running into the ruined house of her house, pulling at the stones with her hands, looking for something.

"Goudan is hungry, we're fine, but he's still young, so he can't starve!" My mother-in-law was big and round, wearing coarse cloth and a wooden fork, squatting on the rubble and writhing, which was extremely indecent.

"What can you find under this pile of rocks?" Zheng Kuan scolded without even thinking:

"Look, half of the wall collapsed, and you were put in it just for a few pieces of cake. You're going to piss me off to death!"

"What should we do? Goudan is still young and has not eaten for a day. What should we do if he is starving?" At this time, the mother-in-law was uncharacteristically, with her hands on her hips and became fierce.

As he spoke, his eyes became red and swollen again.

"Didn't you listen just now? That man named Li Langjun is going to give porridge for three days! During these three days, let's find someone to tidy up the house, and I will repair it again, so that we can live there for a while!"

Zheng Kuan suddenly thought of what the young man said just now, and suddenly felt a surge of energy in his heart. He straightened his back and said:

"When we went out, we took all the valuable things with us. Besides, there is a shortage of people on the dock. Let's go and make some money. Otherwise, we can borrow some money and fix the stove. With my skills, my life will be better.

That’ll be better!”

"I don't know if it's true or not!" My mother-in-law murmured softly, with a look of disbelief.

"Auntie, what do you know? Long hair and short knowledge!" Zheng Kuan looked at the reluctant look and scolded:

"How big of a business Li Langjun has, half of the ships in the port belong to him, so he won't break his word!" At the end of his speech, he became more and more powerful.

“I don’t know if it’s true or not, but there are such kind-hearted people!”

"This Li Langjun is very capable. Did you hear that he was the one who made the prescription for the potbelly disease and saved many people?"

"It turns out that this Li Langjun is really the Buddha alive!"

The family of three walked along, listening to the words of those who also went to eat porridge. They felt sad and happy at the same time. They walked in a hurry and arrived at the place where porridge was given out.

There was already a long queue, and the family was hurriedly waiting in line. Suddenly, they saw a neighbor drinking porridge and walking back.

"Chen Xiaoliu——"

"Zheng Da!"

"How is this porridge? Is it delicious?" Zheng Kuan tugged on his sleeve and asked hurriedly.

"It's sticky! We haven't had porridge like this in months!" Chen Xiaoliu quickly protected the bowl, showed off again, and left with a smile on his face.

"My dear, this porridge is so thick!" My mother-in-law smiled brightly.

"I'm telling you, you're a woman and you can't stop talking!" Zheng Kuan was unreasonable.

In about a quarter of an hour, the family of three had hot red bean porridge. Zheng Kuan picked the red beans from the porridge into his son's bowl. Seeing his son gobbling it up, Zheng Kuan felt guilty.

He had no skills, he could only blacksmith, and could not protect his wife and children. Most of the little money he earned was lost in a single attack by his subordinates.

Zheng Kuan drank the hot porridge, but it tasted like nothing, and he felt quite unhappy.

"This day can't go on like this!" Zheng Kuan made up his mind and muttered.

"Come on, eat quickly!" At this time, my mother-in-law put half of the porridge in the bowl into his bowl.

"What are you doing?"

"You are the backbone of the family, so you can't go hungry. What's more, you still have the energy to strike! You can't lose money." My mother-in-law retorted righteously.

"Our family can't go on like this anymore. We must change!" Zheng Kuan stood up and said in a deep voice:
Chapter completed!