159 That is not how you help the Poor

With this in mind Fangzheng stepped out of the car. The stirring villagers had been wary of Jing Yan but when they saw Fangzheng dressed in monk robes with a smooth bald head that could reflect light better than snow, their eyes lit up and the people came forward.

When Jing Yan saw this she heaved a sigh of relief, "Don't stand on ceremony. Take whatever you need. One person isn't allowed to take too much. I mainly have stationery and some clothes. Little girl come over here. This is for you."

As Jing Yan spoke, she took out a stationery case and handed it to a curious girl that had leaned forward. The girl's clothes were tattered and her face was a little dirty. Her eyes were wide and black. She had a yearning look on her face but she hesitated to go forward.

Jing Yan frowned. "I'm not a crook. Take it. It's for you."