Following Jin Yang's instructions, the president's guard took out the food he carried with him. He distributed it to the three hungry children.
Qiu Xingyuan and Qiu Xingqiao sat on the bench and ate their food. There was no hint of harshness or disdain on their stubborn and determined faces.
Jin Yang could tell that Qiu Tong had taught them well. If Little Yu couldn't finish her food, she would share it with her two brothers. Qiu Xingyuan would even pick up some food that had fallen to the ground and put them in his mouth. Sensing Jin Yang's gaze, he explained awkwardly, "The locust plague hasn't ended."
"Food is a precious thing. Those baddies only do bad things because they lack food…"
When Jin Yang heard his words, his eyes flickered with admiration and relief as he rubbed Qiu Xingyuan's head. "You did very well."
