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After the Chinese new year, the first snow comes quietly, which is extremely cold. The cold snowflakes fall on the body and will soon turn into bone chilling air.

The snow was heavy, covering most of yuzhibo's family and even most of Qianshou. At least at this moment, the two ethnic groups were in the same mood and just wanted to let the cold pass quickly.

The climate in the north is colder than that in the tribal areas. In the bustling streets of Xincheng, no one can be seen except a few patrolmen in thick clothes.

In all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, peddlers are roasting around the stove. They all moved here after the stability of the north. They need to pay taxes to yuzhibo in the North regularly to settle here.

In this war-torn era, the clans of the ethnic groups are not open to the outside world. To find a peaceful city has become a kind of extravagant hope. They have no complaints about paying taxes.

Compared with the ethnic areas, the northern Chinese new year was not inferior. They had already exterminated the three forces in the north and made a lot of profits. It can be said that they were very rich. During the Chinese new year, yuzhibo Zhenzhi waved his hand and distributed a large amount of materials to the clansmen, which ushered in a large number of cheers.

Of course, the distribution is limited to the yuzhibo people in the north. Those who come to seek stability in the north are unlikely to receive such benefits.

Where there is light, there must be darkness. Happiness also means relative pain. Even in this booming northern city, there are many problems.

With the influx of a large number of people into the north, it is not possible that all of them are rich businessmen or nobles. The vast majority of ordinary people who can not afford to pay taxes are not accepted by this city. Therefore, they become beggars, hooligans, local ruffians, etc., and become the shadow of the city.

In fact, this is a necessity in the development. In the early rise of every big city, there must be such a stage. At the beginning, yuzhibo Zhenzhi also wanted to rectify it. He sent yuzhibo's Ninja to uproot several gangsters and local ruffians.

But he immediately found that this did not help at all. There was still a steady stream of poor people coming here. There was no way to stop them. He could not kill all of them.

In this chaotic Warring States period, most of them gathered in extremely primitive villages or forbearance groups. There were few small towns, and only the largest forces of great names owned cities.

Xincheng was originally only a little larger than the usual town. Later, in order to develop, yuzhibo Zhenzhi launched Ninja to expand the city, and the prototype of future big city was looming. In this chaotic Warring States period, the poor people who suffered from the war would naturally gather here, even if only by instinct.

In the face of these large numbers of poor people, yuzhibozhen had a headache. Later, he adopted a helpless method adopted by countless sages in another world.

Gather these poor people who are unable to survive in one place, and divide them into a special area for survival. Let them live and die on their own. They only maintain nominal leadership and surveillance, and ignore the rest.

Slums have emerged. Here, there are no rules. Only the naked and the strong are respected. Chaos, hunger, filth and depravity can be directly reflected here. People here can give up everything they have for a meal. Of course, in fact, most of them have nothing but life.

At the very least, there is an advantage that other places do not have. That is, it is still the Xincheng city. There is no war here. Only by this one, countless people are willing to live a life like hell, rather than leave.

After all, this place is just like hell, while the rest of the Warring States period is a real hell. Those who have not seen the horrors of war will never understand how cruel it is.

This Spring Festival, yuzhibo Zhenzhi also did not forget these poor people in the dark. On the eve of the lunar new year, he distributed a lot of food to the slums, which was more or less his effort.

Seven days later, the food that yuzhibo donated had already been used up. In fact, even on that day, the food distributed was not enough.

In the middle of the night, in a dilapidated wooden house with air leakage everywhere, the north wind howled, and a large number of snowflakes poured in. The little girl with curly body wrapped in the only broken blanket at home shivered. Her bare legs were numb with cold, and her face was dirty. She could only see the passive redness, but not the appearance. Her hair was also withered and yellow due to long-term malnutrition Now it's covered with snow.

In fact, the wooden house can not play a role in keeping out the cold at all. The only thing that can be provided is probably a little comfort in the heart.

The little girl is only about nine years old. She is waiting for her sister. She has not eaten for two days. If there is no food, she may not be able to hold on for another two days in this cold weather.

Then she will become a corpse in the slum. She often sees this kind of corpse, which is not strange to her. In this kind of place, people's attitude towards this kind of corpse is not good.

I do not know how long, the little girl vaguely opened her eyes, imprinted in her eyes is a snow girl, about two years older than her, two people look very similar, she is the little girl's sister."You're hungry. Eat it." The girl spoke and gently helped her sister to wipe off the snowflakes on her head and took out a piece of hard plaster food from her arms.

Sister in front of a bright, whispered surprise way: "rice cake, sister, you really have the ability, where to come from?"

The girl gently smile, do not speak, two people in the cabin carefully built a fire, with branches in the New Year cake on the fire, until a little soft, sister can't wait to bite, she is really hungry.

The girl looks at her sister with a smile. At this moment, she can surround a pile of fire and look at her sister's swallowing food, which is the greatest happiness.

"Sister, you can eat it, too." My sister ate half and handed over the rest. Girl micro Leng, gently shook her head and said with a smile: "you eat, I have eaten."

How can sister not see this is a pretext, regardless of the remaining half of the cake into her hands, whispered: "lying but swallow a thousand needles, you told me, sister."

Looking at the sister's serious eyes, the girl's eyes hazy appear a layer of water mist, for the invisible nod.

"Ha ha, I found it. The cake thief is here."

At this time, disharmonious voice came, a figure appeared in front of the incomplete wooden door. ..

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