Chapter 1257: From the Perspective of the Underclass

This question, these people of the Suiren Clan truly had no way to answer, because not to mention an ordinary Soldier or an ordinary hunter, even Leaders like them, once they suffered an injury that would cause them to lose their ability to labor, they would definitely be abandoned; the era was just that cruel.

Never mind them, even for the Tribal Chief, if Baoxi were to lose an arm or a leg, his prestige would certainly plummet; everyone would be thinking, hurry and let the next successor take over, let Baoxi go retire, give him food and clothing, and let him live until he dies, but abandonment would certainly not be the case.

The only ones who could still receive the same treatment as before after becoming disabled were those who performed mental labor, those who provided guidance to the tribe with their wisdom, such as certain people who mastered important technologies; such people the tribe could not abandon.

But if one made such a comparison, wouldn't every single person in Huaxia have the same treatment as a Tribal Chief? It was truly hard to imagine, almost too much to think about; if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no matter who said it, they wouldn't have believed it, and looking at these people's physical condition and their proficiency in their work, it was absolutely impossible that they had been temporarily brought in just to show them.

This situation broke through the psychological defenses of many Leaders, letting their understanding of Huaxia rise to another level, and those Leaders who were already willing to join Huaxia were even more overjoyed, because this was completely a hidden benefit they hadn't known about!

Now that things had been said to this point, there was nothing left for everyone to say, and Pen, speechless, took the lead in leaving the cemetery, and the others followed, even if they wanted to continue chatting, it was no longer possible.

Because in order to not cause any more trouble or stir up any more issues, they could only stay in the courtyard today, at most walking around the courtyard to take a look, and they could not go any further; this was Chengqie's requirement for them, and Chengqie did not want another trouble like the one with the refugee.

Chengqie could have completely taken the day off, but unfortunately, the lecture today was very important to him and also something he was very interested in, so he was reluctant to take leave; it would be impossible to hear it again in the future, as there was no opportunity for him to turn back and do it over.

Hearing it from his younger brothers and sisters was far inferior to listening to the teacher's lecture, because the understanding was different, the level was far too far apart, and if he had something he didn't understand, he could ask directly in class; if he listened to his own younger brothers and sisters, could he really ask them things he didn't understand?

Therefore, even if Chengqie was anxious in his heart, he had to quickly regain his state, calm his mind, and concentrate on listening to the lecture; the Science class could be called the most interesting and most worth learning class.

Moreover, because Baifeng had basically forgotten all his previous knowledge and had long since forgotten those formulas and theorems, the current Science class was very simple and very interesting, only teaching some "common sense" from later generations.

For the lower grades, it was just merging common sense things like physics, chemistry, Geography, and biology together to form a simple, new course; if one was interested in these, one could go research them more on one's own, and it would be very easy to have new breakthroughs and understandings.

It was also only after Chengqie successfully created a rainbow that he completely fell in love with this course; his heart and his desire for power also seemed to be gradually worn away and replaced by these interesting things.

The Leaders were bored and didn't know what to do, so they could only stare at the people rebuilding the kang.

They watched several Workers take apart the kang where they had slept last night bit by bit, and then mix mud to prepare to wrap a new one.

They still didn't understand why a perfectly good kang had to be taken apart; it was so comfortable to sleep on!

The Workers could only explain: "There is blood on the kang, it must be taken apart, otherwise it will be very smelly later, and the host family certainly wouldn't be willing to sleep on such a kang and would have complaints."

The Leaders had nothing to say and could only stare at them; dozens of people surrounded a house watching people work, making the Workers' hands clumsy.

Afterwards, they were still bored, so they even helped by carrying mud with buckets and handing over Bricks; only after they started chatting slowly did the atmosphere become a bit more lively, and these Leaders also gained more understanding of Huaxia from one of the Workers.

Before, it was always Leaders and officials telling them what Huaxia was like; the level was very high, and it felt very hollow to them when they heard it, sometimes making it hard to empathize or understand.

But today, after listening to the words of the cemetery keeper and having such a chat with the Workers, they suddenly understood a lot more; their understanding of Huaxia could finally be considered to be deepening slowly, and they themselves also felt that it seemed like in Huaxia, everyone would indeed be able to live better, at least for ordinary people, it would be better.

But then they projected themselves into the situation, listened to the Workers talk about how Huaxia's officials came to be, and felt that they themselves might not be able to obtain any position in Huaxia and could only be ordinary people.

So, is it better to be a Leader in the Suiren Clan, or an ordinary person in Huaxia? It seemed the latter was more attractive; after all, the benefits brought to him by his power as a Leader didn't seem as comfortable as the life of an ordinary person in Huaxia.

Slowly, they also had a choice in their hearts; the stubborn ones felt very uncomfortable listening, wanting to refute and wanting to leave, but they couldn't bring themselves to do it and still wanted to keep listening.

The Ministry of Rites also found the host family who had returned to the town at the first opportunity, first offering a sincere apology, and after explaining the sequence of events, expressed their willingness to provide generous compensation, and the kang was already being rebuilt.

After such a series of moves, what other choice did the host family have? The matter had already happened; fortunately, the compensation given was enough and the attitude was good enough; if the other party had hidden it and not said anything, they wouldn't have known, so now they could only agree to the compensation plan.