However, those ordinary civilians were the unfortunate ones, with no strategic value, no one would spare them a glance; they could only end up as cannon fodder here.
Children by the roadside nibbled on steamed buns while looking at the hotel in front of them, where some wealthy families were eating and drinking merrily, the aroma in the air serving as their best side dish.
Even though they were all people from the same street, now it seemed as if they were from two different worlds.
Seeing this scene, Wu Wei felt touched.
When he came back to his senses, the little boy was already gone.
Sitting on the curb-side stone bench and reflecting for a while, Wu Wei felt this wasn't right.
Everyone should have the right to enjoy good food; after all, food is the most important need of the people, and longing to eat well is everyone's pursuit. It shouldn't change because of money or other external factors.
