My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ 50. Chapter 49. Not a good situation, not a good situation.

Chapter 49. Not a good situation, not a good situation.

"However, there are still plenty of pickled vegetables and radishes that were sun-dried at home last year. At least we will have some side dishes when we have porridge in the future," Cheng Qingzhi said when he saw her looking downcast.

From now on, we can only eat pickled vegetables and plain porridge," Cheng Songer sighed.

"Then you should eat more now," she hurriedly picked up some meat and put it in Cheng Qingzhi's bowl.

"I can't eat much, you should eat," Cheng Qingzhi lowered his head and looked at Cheng Songer, who cared about him. He couldn't help but soften his heart, and even his ears turned slightly red.

"What do you mean you can't eat much? If you don't eat now, you really won't be able to eat later. You are already thin, so eat more," she filled his bowl almost to the brim.

"But, um. . ." Cheng Qingzhi suddenly choked, a piece of meat was stuffed into his mouth, and a bit of oil stained his lips.

"Do I have to feed you for you to eat?" she smiled and said, "You are too thin, I'm afraid you'll blow away with a gust of wind. Be obedient and eat more."

Cheng Qingzhi's face turned completely red, like a steamed pork dish that had been cooked thoroughly, tender and delicate.

"There are many outsiders in the village recently, so you shouldn't go out anymore," Cheng Songer took a sip of rice soup, "You are too beautiful, I'm afraid someone might have ill intentions."

Cheng Qingzhi's beauty was of a degree that could tempt people to commit crimes. She couldn't let her guard down.

". . . Okay," Cheng Qingzhi tightly held onto his clothes, feeling both guilty and sad.

He knew that he had caused a lot of trouble because of his face. He was just a nuisance.

His biological father believed that he seduced his stepmother because he was good-looking, so when he ran away, he chose not to take him along.

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In just a few days, more and more refugees appeared in the village, including men, women, and even young children. Their emaciated appearance was similar to what Cheng Qingzhi had seen when she first crossed into this world.

However, even in their ragged state, Cheng Qingzhi remained clean, and his eyes were clear.

These refugees used to gather in the city, but recently, they heard that the city had closed its gates due to the overwhelming number of refugees seeking shelter.

This has led to many refugees who have traveled a long way to come here having nowhere to go. Some wait at the city gates, while others gather in nearby villages.

Chengjia Village is not a wealthy village, but you can often see refugees lying on the ground, barely breathing, along the village road.

At first, the village elders would give a little to show off, but who knew that as more and more refugees gathered, they would wait every day with outstretched hands for food. Even the village chief couldn't provide anymore.

Each family takes care of their own problems. Cheng Songer and several neighboring households don't even have enough to eat, so how can they spare a bowl of porridge for others?

If you want to starve to death, then starve to death. After all, it's not them who will die.

These refugees are starving to the point of near death, and soon a big incident broke out.