I don’t want to die yet... No matter how hard it is, I will never commit suicide... My wife who once promised to block the insects for me, I must live until the day when I see the sunshine again... This is my last promise to her!
Suddenly, another trembling sound came from the corner. It was a middle-aged man with fluffy hair and messy face full of frostbite. The frostbite had cracked and yellow pus flowed out. It can be imagined that the muscles on his face would be tingling unbearable whenever the man moved.
One of his hands was broken with his elbow, and it was bitten by the sickle beetle...
It was precisely because of a broken hand that the middle-aged man was so down-and-out that he was in this refugee team. After all, other teams were unwilling to form a team with him, and they were even more unwilling to give a portion of food to this waste!
Lao Liang, what's the point of continuing to survive?The old man's turbid eyes shone with a sad light and sighed.
Even if there is no meaning, you cannot die easily!Those who commit suicide... are all cowards!I have been a civil servant for half my life, timid and obedient. I listen to the leaders in the personnel unit. Work is stable, but I have never had the right to speak. The leader told me to go east, and I would never dare to go west. I spent 30 years of surviving, bought a house, bought a car, and asked for a wife and gave birth to a son... But all of this is gone. Yes, no more... But I still have to live. I am no longer a civil servant with a strong job, twenty disabled people struggling in the ruins... But what about the disabled? Disabled people can still live with dignity. When I was healthy, I never resisted the leader or the tigress. Now, I have to resist this cruel world. I believe... I will not fall so easily!
Lao Liang said something passionately. If it were at the meeting, it would definitely receive thunderous applause. However, the people in the entire doghouse were already numb and scared by this world of people who cannibalize people like a dead dog. He could no longer have any courage. How could he resonate with Lao Liang's words?
Lao Liang... Are you going to go to the ruins to flip things again?
right!
But you only have one hand...can you turn it around?
One hand is also a hand. In addition to the hand, I also have a pair of legs, right?
But……
I took out a box of canned food in the ruins yesterday. I was so hungry... so I ate it all. Sorry, I didn't take it back and share it with you... Today I plan to go out early. From morning to night, I should be able to find more food. The place where the canned food might have been a warehouse in the past, and there must be a lot of canned food buried under it...
Ah?real?
Just as everyone in the doghouse was surprised, Lao Liang's face suddenly changed drastically, he covered his stomach and moaned in pain, and his filthy body began to roll on the ground, sweating like rain.
Seeing Lao Liang in such pain, the old man suddenly understood and smiled bitterly:
The canned food Lao Liang ate...it has probably been deteriorating for a long time... He has suffered from a stomachache...
When everyone in the kennel heard the old man's words, the passion that had been ignited because of a lot of good news about canned food was completely extinguished. Although canned food was good, it was just Lao Liang's guess after all, and it was not accurate, and it was seriously deteriorated. If you roll around like Lao Liang after eating it, it would be bad...
Lao Liang had a pain for a long time, and finally, he held his throat with his hand and made himself vomit out the canned beef from last night. Then he felt a little better. Otherwise, he would be tortured to death. After all, his body was extremely weak and he could not stand this kind of tossing...
More than a dozen ragged refugees completely withered and waited in despair in this small doghouse...
They see no hope.
The aunt in her early forties was even more demented... sobbing from time to time, and choking from time to time, and choking hard to say. I don’t know if she was missing her kidnapped daughter or she was thinking about dying with the wild species in her belly...
Everyone is waiting for the return of the fool.
Half an hour passed slowly.
Just as all the refugees in the doghouse were hungry and cold, Ersha's voice finally came in!
Uncle, aunt... I'm back, I caught such fresh fish!
Upon hearing this news, all the refugees were excited!
fish?
Ersha finally caught the fish?
Very good!
We can finally have a little bit of food...
How many fish did Ersha catch?
How big is the fish?
For a moment, the fourteen refugees all shone their eyes and their mouths and mouths, and they all guessed...
However, when the two fools rushed into the doghouse, everyone was stunned. The passion and hope that originally emerged were all wiped out, replaced by a deep numbness and fatigue, and a more unspeakable disappointment and despair.
But the second fool was holding two glue-like black boots in his hand...
It turns out that the second fool dived to the bottom of the water to catch fish, but he caught two tattered boots. This fool really treated the boots as fish!
Sure enough, a fool is a fool, you can't expect him to bring food back to everyone...
Just as everyone covered their faces and sighed, thinking about whether they could live until tomorrow, a creaking sound came from outside again...
Anyone?
Although Ningnan District is close to the Yongjiang River, since it is full of ruins, few people will pass through this doghouse...
Just as the refugees were puzzled, the creaking sound finally stopped, followed by a sound of footsteps, accompanied by a rather pleasant and gentle voice:
It should be here...
Another gentle voice sounded: Well, it's right here. It's said that more than 20 people are staying in this place... Alas, this place is too broken, and you can't even get basic shelter from the wind and rain. It's definitely hard and tiring to stay here. I don't know how they survived...
Go in and help them...
Just when the refugees were not sure about this, they saw strangers dressed in two groups in two distinctive clothes breaking into this dirty and messy doghouse. The person in the lead was a beautiful young woman with long hair and a purple slim-fitting suit and down jacket. She was as beautiful as a stunning dream, her pretty face was very delicate and beautiful, her skin was hydrated and delicate!
This young woman is naturally Yan Zisu, and next to her are several preparatory members of the Xijiang Demon Hunting Group, even the botanist Ling Xiaoyu, the war song shaman Wang Caiyi, and the vice president Jiang Feng were among them.
They all held a bamboo basket in their hands.
Inside the bamboo basket is filled with white steamed buns...
When they saw those white steamed buns, the refugees in the doghouse widened their eyes, as if they had seen gold. Some people even drooled on the ground, and their stomachs were even hungry!
Steamed buns...steamed buns... are you here to share our steamed buns?The old man suddenly burst into tears and walked to Yan Zisu with staggering and excited expression, trembling with his hands, not knowing whether he wanted to express gratitude or something else, so he opened his mouth wide, but he knelt on the ground with a thud.
Uncle, don't do this... We are here to deliver food to you...
Yan Zisu didn't bother to be dirty. She stretched out her hand, held the old man's wrist, helped him up, and then performed a water purification technique. The warm water vapor enveloped the old man, instantly causing the stench on his body to dissipate a lot, and even the dirty and unsightly clothes became much cleaner.
Uncle, you must have not eaten for many days. You are here for you to eat these steamed buns. Be careful not to swallow them...
Yan Zisu, who exudes a kind and kindness of motherhood, took out several strong big steamed buns from the basket and stuffed them into the old man's hand. The old man took the steamed buns blankly, and the tears shed more...
The old man in his sixties and seventies choked and stammered:
Thank you... Thank you, you are really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, and your heart is so good... Since the end of the world, no one has been so kind to me... Eight steamed buns, eight steamed buns... enough for me to eat for four days...
Yan Zisu smiled, and in her sweet smile, there was a kind of sunshine warmth that could perfectly infect other people's hearts, make others feel like spring breeze, and a strong courage to survive:
Old man, eight are not enough. You are not in good health. You should eat more and don’t save yourself... Here, I’ll give you two more...
Thanks……
The old man was sobbing, and at this time the group of refugees rushed up and asked for life-saving steamed buns. Wang Caiyi and Jiang Feng hurriedly distributed food to the group of refugees, stuffing the steamed buns all over the hands of the impatient refugees...
Good man, the entire Yongcheng has run out of food... The army doesn't care about our lives or death, and even the inheritors may not be able to eat enough. Even if they have surplus food, they will never share it with us... But why are you so good people who give us so many steamed buns...
The old man swallowed the delicious and sweet steamed buns in big mouthfuls, almost choking. It was not until he finished eating a steamed bun and relieved his hunger a little, so he had the strength to inquire about the situation.
The other refugees also focused their attention on Yan Zisu, hoping that she could give an answer.
The food cut-off crisis in Yongcheng... can almost be solved... Yan Zisu smiled brightly, stretched out her hand, and took out several water purification techniques to help the group of refugees wash away the filth.
Solved?How is that possible?
It's true... Major General Li Jiayu has returned triumphantly. She brought magical plants and restored the magic manor last night, producing a large amount of food... Of course, the army also took out half of the insect crystals in stock to greatly generate crops. To be honest, you must thank Major General Li and the army... Wang Caiyi said.
Suddenly, another trembling sound came from the corner. It was a middle-aged man with fluffy hair and messy face full of frostbite. The frostbite had cracked and yellow pus flowed out. It can be imagined that the muscles on his face would be tingling unbearable whenever the man moved.
One of his hands was broken with his elbow, and it was bitten by the sickle beetle...
It was precisely because of a broken hand that the middle-aged man was so down-and-out that he was in this refugee team. After all, other teams were unwilling to form a team with him, and they were even more unwilling to give a portion of food to this waste!
Lao Liang, what's the point of continuing to survive?The old man's turbid eyes shone with a sad light and sighed.
Even if there is no meaning, you cannot die easily!Those who commit suicide... are all cowards!I have been a civil servant for half my life, timid and obedient. I listen to the leaders in the personnel unit. Work is stable, but I have never had the right to speak. The leader told me to go east, and I would never dare to go west. I spent 30 years of surviving, bought a house, bought a car, and asked for a wife and gave birth to a son... But all of this is gone. Yes, no more... But I still have to live. I am no longer a civil servant with a strong job, twenty disabled people struggling in the ruins... But what about the disabled? Disabled people can still live with dignity. When I was healthy, I never resisted the leader or the tigress. Now, I have to resist this cruel world. I believe... I will not fall so easily!
Lao Liang said something passionately. If it were at the meeting, it would definitely receive thunderous applause. However, the people in the entire doghouse were already numb and scared by this world of people who cannibalize people like a dead dog. He could no longer have any courage. How could he resonate with Lao Liang's words?
Lao Liang... Are you going to go to the ruins to flip things again?
right!
But you only have one hand...can you turn it around?
One hand is also a hand. In addition to the hand, I also have a pair of legs, right?
But……
I took out a box of canned food in the ruins yesterday. I was so hungry... so I ate it all. Sorry, I didn't take it back and share it with you... Today I plan to go out early. From morning to night, I should be able to find more food. The place where the canned food might have been a warehouse in the past, and there must be a lot of canned food buried under it...
Ah?real?
Just as everyone in the doghouse was surprised, Lao Liang's face suddenly changed drastically, he covered his stomach and moaned in pain, and his filthy body began to roll on the ground, sweating like rain.
Seeing Lao Liang in such pain, the old man suddenly understood and smiled bitterly:
The canned food Lao Liang ate...it has probably been deteriorating for a long time... He has suffered from a stomachache...
When everyone in the kennel heard the old man's words, the passion that had been ignited because of a lot of good news about canned food was completely extinguished. Although canned food was good, it was just Lao Liang's guess after all, and it was not accurate, and it was seriously deteriorated. If you roll around like Lao Liang after eating it, it would be bad...
Lao Liang had a pain for a long time, and finally, he held his throat with his hand and made himself vomit out the canned beef from last night. Then he felt a little better. Otherwise, he would be tortured to death. After all, his body was extremely weak and he could not stand this kind of tossing...
More than a dozen ragged refugees completely withered and waited in despair in this small doghouse...
They see no hope.
The aunt in her early forties was even more demented... sobbing from time to time, and choking from time to time, and choking hard to say. I don’t know if she was missing her kidnapped daughter or she was thinking about dying with the wild species in her belly...
Everyone is waiting for the return of the fool.
Half an hour passed slowly.
Just as all the refugees in the doghouse were hungry and cold, Ersha's voice finally came in!
Uncle, aunt... I'm back, I caught such fresh fish!
Upon hearing this news, all the refugees were excited!
fish?
Ersha finally caught the fish?
Very good!
We can finally have a little bit of food...
How many fish did Ersha catch?
How big is the fish?
For a moment, the fourteen refugees all shone their eyes and their mouths and mouths, and they all guessed...
However, when the two fools rushed into the doghouse, everyone was stunned. The passion and hope that originally emerged were all wiped out, replaced by a deep numbness and fatigue, and a more unspeakable disappointment and despair.
But the second fool was holding two glue-like black boots in his hand...
It turns out that the second fool dived to the bottom of the water to catch fish, but he caught two tattered boots. This fool really treated the boots as fish!
Sure enough, a fool is a fool, you can't expect him to bring food back to everyone...
Just as everyone covered their faces and sighed, thinking about whether they could live until tomorrow, a creaking sound came from outside again...
Anyone?
Although Ningnan District is close to the Yongjiang River, since it is full of ruins, few people will pass through this doghouse...
Just as the refugees were puzzled, the creaking sound finally stopped, followed by a sound of footsteps, accompanied by a rather pleasant and gentle voice:
It should be here...
Another gentle voice sounded: Well, it's right here. It's said that more than 20 people are staying in this place... Alas, this place is too broken, and you can't even get basic shelter from the wind and rain. It's definitely hard and tiring to stay here. I don't know how they survived...
Go in and help them...
Just when the refugees were not sure about this, they saw strangers dressed in two groups in two distinctive clothes breaking into this dirty and messy doghouse. The person in the lead was a beautiful young woman with long hair and a purple slim-fitting suit and down jacket. She was as beautiful as a stunning dream, her pretty face was very delicate and beautiful, her skin was hydrated and delicate!
This young woman is naturally Yan Zisu, and next to her are several preparatory members of the Xijiang Demon Hunting Group, even the botanist Ling Xiaoyu, the war song shaman Wang Caiyi, and the vice president Jiang Feng were among them.
They all held a bamboo basket in their hands.
Inside the bamboo basket is filled with white steamed buns...
When they saw those white steamed buns, the refugees in the doghouse widened their eyes, as if they had seen gold. Some people even drooled on the ground, and their stomachs were even hungry!
Steamed buns...steamed buns... are you here to share our steamed buns?The old man suddenly burst into tears and walked to Yan Zisu with staggering and excited expression, trembling with his hands, not knowing whether he wanted to express gratitude or something else, so he opened his mouth wide, but he knelt on the ground with a thud.
Uncle, don't do this... We are here to deliver food to you...
Yan Zisu didn't bother to be dirty. She stretched out her hand, held the old man's wrist, helped him up, and then performed a water purification technique. The warm water vapor enveloped the old man, instantly causing the stench on his body to dissipate a lot, and even the dirty and unsightly clothes became much cleaner.
Uncle, you must have not eaten for many days. You are here for you to eat these steamed buns. Be careful not to swallow them...
Yan Zisu, who exudes a kind and kindness of motherhood, took out several strong big steamed buns from the basket and stuffed them into the old man's hand. The old man took the steamed buns blankly, and the tears shed more...
The old man in his sixties and seventies choked and stammered:
Thank you... Thank you, you are really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, and your heart is so good... Since the end of the world, no one has been so kind to me... Eight steamed buns, eight steamed buns... enough for me to eat for four days...
Yan Zisu smiled, and in her sweet smile, there was a kind of sunshine warmth that could perfectly infect other people's hearts, make others feel like spring breeze, and a strong courage to survive:
Old man, eight are not enough. You are not in good health. You should eat more and don’t save yourself... Here, I’ll give you two more...
Thanks……
The old man was sobbing, and at this time the group of refugees rushed up and asked for life-saving steamed buns. Wang Caiyi and Jiang Feng hurriedly distributed food to the group of refugees, stuffing the steamed buns all over the hands of the impatient refugees...
Good man, the entire Yongcheng has run out of food... The army doesn't care about our lives or death, and even the inheritors may not be able to eat enough. Even if they have surplus food, they will never share it with us... But why are you so good people who give us so many steamed buns...
The old man swallowed the delicious and sweet steamed buns in big mouthfuls, almost choking. It was not until he finished eating a steamed bun and relieved his hunger a little, so he had the strength to inquire about the situation.
The other refugees also focused their attention on Yan Zisu, hoping that she could give an answer.
The food cut-off crisis in Yongcheng... can almost be solved... Yan Zisu smiled brightly, stretched out her hand, and took out several water purification techniques to help the group of refugees wash away the filth.
Solved?How is that possible?
It's true... Major General Li Jiayu has returned triumphantly. She brought magical plants and restored the magic manor last night, producing a large amount of food... Of course, the army also took out half of the insect crystals in stock to greatly generate crops. To be honest, you must thank Major General Li and the army... Wang Caiyi said.
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