"What are you two here for?"

"We..." Ling Luoyu's eyes flicked to the distance, and he pointed his hand casually: "We were going to a town over there to sell some leather, but I didn't expect that my brother had read the wrong map and made us here. This road is getting more and more desolate as we walk along, but fortunately, I met you, otherwise, we can't even drink hot water!"

"Business?" Another old man smiled, "This is your first time doing business, right?"

"How does the old man know?" Ling Luoyu sat up straight with a look of surprise: "This is the first time my brother and I have traveled far away!"

"Nonsense, if you are a frequent business person, you don't need a map... and even if you look at the map, there is nothing wrong with it!"

"Yes!!" Ling Luoyu laughed, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up: "By the way, the elderly are hungry at the price, I have some cakes over there, or... let everyone try it?"

Hearing that there was food, old people from other places also gathered around.

After Ling Luoyu handed over the snacks, a group of people rushed up as if hungry and hungry, but they looked like the slumped and weak old man just now.

When Feng Chenglin returned with hot water, he was seeing a crowd of old people devouring it.

A few people still blushed because of the cakes, their necks were thick, and they kept beating their chests.

He came forward very cooperatively: "Hey, let me say a few elderly people, slow down, don't you have too much stuff? Eat slowly... come, I have water here, everyone, drink some water, don't choke ...Rest and eat!"

Regardless of whether the water in the water sac was hot or not, several old people drank two sips one by one, which was quite smooth.

Ling Luoyu was not in a hurry. He found the nearest house and fetched a few broken bowls. After instructing Feng Chenglin to separate the hot water, he stood silently on the side.

Feng Chenglin is very enthusiastic to serve them tea.

"Old man, I just watched it a while ago... It seems that we are a few older people at home... Where are the young people here? Men and children, women..."

Before finishing speaking, the expressions of several old people were wrong in an instant

One by one, the pastries and the water, but couldn't help but feel bitter, as if they were about to cry.

"You said... If we had young people, it would be like this...would it?"

"If my son is alive, so will my daughter-in-law and grandson..."

"Pity my son, he's not married yet..."

There are a few who can't hold back, and have sobbed and wiped their tears.

The others lost the mood of eating cakes, put down their things, and began to cry.

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin stood side by side, looking at each other without dissuading them, just let them cry.

When the cry was almost over, he took out the handkerchief, and one person handed it over.

"Old man, what is going on? Let's listen to it..."

"Yeah, see what we can help!"

The old people just cried, no one mentioned the sad things.

Ling Luoyu's eyes flickered, looking at one of the mothers.

Her eyes were red, she just shed tears silently, her face collapsed and desperate.

Ling Luoyu quietly walked over and squatted down in front of her: "Mother, I'm sorry, my brother and I said something that shouldn't be said, and made you so sad..."