The Savior Is a Scourge (1)
Lulu had been doing good.
The business she and Yang Dianfeng founded would also do charity for three days on the first and fifteenth of every month.
It was the same for her own Jiang family.
She was the savior of the world, so she had more responsibilities than others.
Lulu wasn't a kind-hearted person, but she still retained her responsibility.
"Miss Jiang, you're really a kind person. Just as kind as the kind people from the Salvation Hall."
"Miss Jiang, you will definitely be rewarded." The long line of commoners who came to get the porridge kowtowed to Lulu.
The hunchbacked old woman's face was full of wrinkles, and her entire body was filled with vicissitudes of life.
"We fled from the border, sigh…"
"We were lucky to enter the city early. Now, the capital no longer allows refugees to enter."
The refugees and beggars were mixed together, but the difference could be seen.
The beggar's face was filled with a look of satisfaction.