Chapter 486: Fatty Likes Getting Beat Up
Chapter 486: Fatty Likes Getting Beat Up
The most dramatic example comes after Tang Jianjun’s death. Their supplies are seized in the name of redistribution. Not a single soldier stands up for them.
Later, Fatty turns to An Ran for help. Everyone gathers at her house. If she doesn’t stand up and confront Zhang Boxun, they don’t get anything back.
This alone earns An Ran a lot of goodwill from the so-called burdens. She might not be warm and fuzzy, but she treats them more kindly than anyone else—and she’s personally appointed by Tang Jianjun.
Most importantly, Fatty obeys her. (Also, maybe Fatty likes getting beat up... just a guess!)
Tang Jianjun is truly kind to the burdens. There’s probably no one else in the world like him—a rare, decent soldier.
But under Tang Siluo’s leadership, things aren’t the same. Though she’s Tang Jianjun’s daughter and has always supported charity, she can’t cope with her father’s sudden death.
With Lei Jiang pulling the strings, she becomes someone who ignores everything else. When her father is alive, she follows his lead. He entrusts her with the care of the elderly, the sick, the disabled, and pregnant women—not just out of kindness, but to earn goodwill. But she never sees that. She simply thinks her father is softhearted and never questions his deeper reasoning.
When Tang Jianjun dies, Tang Siluo loses her foundation. She needs a man to lean on. She has a soft spot for Luo Feifan, but he isn’t interested. Zhang Boxun tries to take that role, but she rejects him. So Lei Jiang steps in and becomes her anchor.
Lei Jiang has long wanted to get rid of those 500 people. They’re just... a mess. Some are disabled. Some are pregnant. Many are old. Many are children. They’re helpless. Even if you send them out to scavenge for supplies, they’re too fragile to be of use.
What’s the point of keeping them around?
Burdens are meant to be discarded. Giving them food is a waste. If you give those supplies to Lei Jiang’s young men, they can at least do something with it.
“Lei Jiang... Lei Jiang, you did something heartless. You left us all to die.”
There are about a dozen standard supply trucks—each large enough to feed the elderly, the weak, the sick, and pregnant women for one to two months.
Lei Jiang has maybe a few dozen men—but their greed knows no bounds. They take every last truck without a word, leaving nothing behind. Are they trying to starve the burdens to death?
Behind Fatty and his men, An Ran walks in holding Doll. She overhears Third Brother asking, “Fatty, should we chase after them?”
“Chase them? What for? Even if we catch up, can we beat them?”
An Ran asks, “Hey, Fatty. You’ve got at least 500 elderly, sick, and pregnant people under your care. If you don’t get the supplies back, how are you going to feed them?”
Fatty turns to look at her, eyes darting. His furious expression suddenly shifts to one of flattery. He smiles and says, “Well, we’ve still got you, Miss An. You’ve got supplies too, right?”