Old Man Long's face was a little heavy, and following his line of sight, he found that the people resting on the side of the road were looking at them intentionally or unintentionally by the light of the fire. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

His eyes bulged, his body was covered with dirt, and his lips were chapped.

The phenomenon is even more obvious for the frail and powerless elderly, and for children.

The army was only guarded by a soldier with a gun every five meters or so of the convoy.

Now is the time to eat.

The food on the army side was only provided to the soldiers, and I don't know if it was useless to make trouble, or what, but no one made trouble.

The little soldier next to Jiuxi's car ran back with a black steamed bun in his arms and stood where he originally belonged.

Gobbled it up, but when he was halfway through it, he paused.

After waiting for a while, I didn't know how many steps I walked, and handed it to a woman over there who was leaning against a tree with a child in her arms.

Jiu Ximo glanced at the night, very sad.

She knew that this little warrior must not be the first time to do this, and this will certainly not be the last.

I just don't know, how long can this kindness last?

The old man was silent for a long time, glanced at the uncle of the Long family, and the uncle of the Long family exchanged glances with the second uncle, and both nodded.

"Mo Xuan, the things in the car, we ......" Old Man Long still has the enthusiasm to protect his family and defend the country.

He was used to seeing blood along the way, even those feelings of Long Tianyu. The woman who was born to an illegitimate daughter has never lacked food and clothing.

At such a time, they didn't have the opportunity to see the world's sufferings here, and when they were in a hurry, they deliberately ignored them.

Originally, before entering the convoy, Old Man Long thought that the people in the army would be red eyes for the things in the car, but who knows, they don't care at all.

Now that I think about it, I really think about it, what's the difference between me and Old Man Liu?

"I'm okay with that."

Ye really doesn't have any opinions, the things in the car are for them, and he and Xi'er are not bad at these.

Old Man Long turned his gaze to Jiuxi with an inquiry.

Looking at Jiuxi's smiling eyes, the old man felt guilty.

"Little comrade!" The old man called out to the little soldier with the gun.

"Sir, you call me?" The little warrior ran over quickly, a little strange.

"Where is your chief, we have something to look for him." Through this little soldier, Old Man Long seemed to see himself when he first joined the army, and he also had such pride and enthusiasm.

"This ......" The little warrior was obviously a little embarrassed.

These days, there are also many people who think very highly of themselves, clamoring to see their superiors, all of them asking for some special protection and demanding differential treatment.

"We're going to donate supplies." Long Mojin leaned into the little warrior's ear and said a word, and the little warrior saluted, and his face was a little red.

"Go ahead!" Old Man Long patted the little warrior's shoulder and let out a long sigh.

Jiuxi was also silent, looking at the indifference and longing in the eyes of those who looked at him from time to time, and even moved his heart of compassion.

Then he shook his head, this kind of feeling is the most important, the Long family and Ye Shang let them support themselves, no one can rely on being left to live.

Night's eyes flashed, and he carried Jiuxi back to the car.

"Take a sip first." took out a glass of milk and brought it to Jiuxi's mouth.

Jiuxi's throat was a little sore, in the past two days with the old man, she didn't drink any water, and occasionally drank a sip of night tea, it was useless, Jiuxi didn't know, if it wasn't for the aura, she would drink blood.