Wang Jiulan's throat tightened, he was also hungry, and he learned to stuff soil into his mouth. swallowed the loess one by one, trying to deceive his empty internal organs.

Suddenly, he gnawed on a pebble and clattered his teeth. He frowned and spat out, and the "pebble" was still a little white. He twisted it with his hand, and a yellow-white thing appeared in the yellow mud, and he smelled not only the smell of saliva, but also the smell of rice food!

He raised his eyes, and the strong son actually had one in his hand, and the two of them glanced at each other and looked up in unison. Bamboo is a rice! There was ecstasy in the eyes of the two, and Qiangzi hurriedly got up and shook the bamboo, and two more bamboos fell.

They looked at each other, tears in their eyes, and they laughed silently.

"Little brother, don't tell anyone else, we just know about it, okay?" There was still some mud on the side of Qiangzi's mouth, and he looked at Jiulan earnestly.

"Huh? I ...... "Wangjiu Lannuo didn't agree well, and I didn't know what to say." There was very little rice in the bamboo knot, and it was really not enough for others to divide it, but suddenly he remembered that there was a bamboo forest behind the mountain.

"Big brother, big brother, listen to me, there are a lot of bamboos in the back, we can't finish it! My father taught me that when life and death are in a situation, people can't just think about themselves, and saving others is also saving themselves. Let's go and see together, if the bamboo behind it also bears bamboo, ask the villagers to pick it together, this can save lives...... Do you think it's okay? There was still a lot of yellow mud at the corner of Wang Jiulan's mouth, and he wiped it away fiercely, with an excited and eager light in his eyes.

Qiangzi was a little ashamed when he heard this, and immediately sighed, nodded, and followed the young man to another bamboo forest. The two of them went to the back of the mountain, and before they saw the bamboo, they first heard the wailing sound from the air, and the two of them listened to the footsteps, and the seeping screams were still echoing, making people's scalps tingle.

There were two men in the woods, one was lying on the ground, pouting his buttocks, and the other was digging behind his buttocks with dead branches, dripping with blood, and wailing in pain, but he would not stop. They eat everything to survive, but they can't eat anything. Many people are still holding their stomachs when they are old and high, and some people die after holding it for a few days. There was no way, they took turns digging with branches, obviously it hurt to death, but they would rather take out their intestines than suffocate to death, that feeling was worse than death.

Qiangzi and Wangjiulan looked at this scene in the distance, their hands were trembling, Qiangzi had tears in his eyes, and finally only nodded vigorously. Such a big man finally understood the cruelty of being alive, and wiped a handful of bitter tears.

They called the blind dates around them, and everyone picked bamboo together. Wang Jiulan held a small bag of white, yellow, white and yellow bamboo rice, smiled at the eldest lady beside her, and saw that the strong son on the other side also received a lot, so he was also relieved.

Everyone is picking quickly, and they seem to see the hope of life. Wang Jiulan is even happier, they will definitely be able to survive this natural disaster!

In the dusk, Wang Jiubai's hungry stomach hurts. He rolled around on the bed several times before getting up and walking out of the room. He was dressed in dirty brocade and had a few red rashes on his face. He scratched, a little ticklish, but he didn't care.

Before my brother returned, he obediently sat behind the door and waited. But it's been a long time, it's almost dark, and my brother still hasn't come back.

Wang Jiubai was afraid of the dark, so he tried to push the door, but the door was plugged in by his brother, and he couldn't get out. He had no choice but to walk back and sit on the small stone at the door, and continue to wait quietly for his brother.

Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door, which startled him and made him panic.

"Anyone? Is anyone in there? Wang Jiubai listened to the voice, like Wang Mazi next door. looked at it in the seam, and sure enough, it was Wang Mazi, and he was relieved when he saw that it was an acquaintance.

"Uncle Wang, is there something wrong with you?"

Wang Mazi was about to leave, and he couldn't help but be happy when he heard the voice of the child inside. With a wave of his hand, several of the brethren returned, all as hungry as dying wolves, and their eyes were full of green light like madmen.

"Uncle Wang came to see you, is your brother at home?" The tone was as soft as possible, but there was a tremor of excitement.

"No, my brother is out, and he will be back in a while."

"Then you open the door and let your uncle in."

Wang Jiubai didn't want to open the door, Wang Mazi stole something. Daddy said that to be a man, you must stand up to the sky and the earth, and be worthy of your heart. Educate him and his brother not to learn from Wang Mazi, Wang Mazi once broke a leg, also called Wang Cripple.

"Hey, lame! Are you, are you sure that there is food at home outside the Wangren? ”

"Fuck off, do you love to come!" Wang Mazi pushed the door, but the door hadn't opened yet.

"Jiubai, you open the door, the uncles have no place to stay. You have a big family, let your uncles sleep for one night, okay? Wang Mazi swallowed dryly, and looked at the door dishonestly to see the situation inside.

Wang Jiubai was not very old, but when he heard the movement of more than one person outside, the child's sensitive heart immediately came into play.

"My brother isn't home! You can wait until my brother comes back. This time the tone was firm, without the slightest politeness and courtesy.

"Hey, you open the door first!" Wang Mazi was anxious, and slapped a few wooden doors hard, but the door was very thick and couldn't be opened.

Wang Jiubai's heart tightened, and he hurriedly refused: "No, my brother said that he can't open the door if he is not there."

"This little...... Let's go and see other houses. ”

Wang Jiubai was relieved when he heard Wang Mazi's impatient tone, and he was about to leave, but he heard another person suddenly say:

"Hey, cripple, this door is locked from the outside!"

Wang Jiulan said goodbye to the villagers, and Qiangzi walked all the way to the cross street with him, "Uncle, my family is over there!" He pointed to the house.

"Hey! What is your uncle, you can call me a strong son, what about your family? "Qiangzi's honest appearance is honest, without the slightest selfishness and shrewdness in the bamboo forest.

"I, my father and mother are gone, and I am left with my brother." Wang Jiulan smiled bitterly, and his heart suddenly soured, and then there were bursts of burning pain.

"Ah, what iniquity! My mother-in-law is gone. Damn God, don't open your eyes! The nine-foot man with a strong son had a water light in his eyes, and he had sympathy for this Wang Jiulan, and he was even closer.

"My name is Qiangzi, what is your name, I will sleep in front of the official mansion with my wife, you can call me if you have something, maybe I can help!" The man of the Tian family is still honest in the end, and he admires and pities a young man like Wang Jiulan.

"Ah, yes! My name is Wang Jiulan, I really have a thing, I want to be with you tomorrow, I can't squeeze in alone......" Wang Jiulan rubbed his hands shyly, that small body was originally the material of a scholar. Now that there is a disaster, I can't even grab the daily soup porridge, if my younger brother can eat a bowl of gruel, maybe Jiubai will be able to get out of bed.

"No problem! Wrap it up on me! Qiangzi patted his chest and responded, so that Wang Jiulan thanked him gratefully.

The two agreed that they would meet at the soup kitchen tomorrow, and then they would go back separately.

Wang Jiulan tightly grasped a pocket of bamboo in his hand, he ran home happily, but saw a fire in the house from a distance, and his heart sank, his younger brother had never made a fire, he would not make a fire at all.

There seemed to be a man's voice in the room, and Wang Jiulan's heart sank suddenly, only to feel that he had fallen into the ice cave. He hurriedly ran into the house and saw a scene that he will never forget in his life!

A few men gnawed bones around the fire, talking about something......

"This doll is so fragrant, the children raised by outsiders are different!"

"Eat yours, I can't stop your mouth, I haven't eaten this meal."

……

There were familiar clothes on the ground, and the stunned Wangjiu Lan let go of his hand, and the bamboo rice in his pocket was scattered on the ground. A few men as thin as hungry wolves looked over, and their eyes were straight.

Wang Jiulan walked to the side like a fool, and picked up a small belly pocket with trembling hands, with a delicate lotus pattern on it, and warm blood. It was sewn by his mother for the brothers, one for him and one for his brother.

A red suddenly appeared in his eyes, his hands and feet were numb for a long time, a few men at the door were picking up bamboo rice, the pot was still bubbling, the smell of meat wafted far away, but Jiulan's ears and nose seemed to be covered by the mud outside the door, and he couldn't hear or smell......

"I know that this kid has food!"

"It's just that they're dying and they lied to us that they don't have anything at home. What's this?! ”

"Yo, Jiulan, it's not easy to pull a child in this famine, Uncle Wang left you some meat to eat. Ay? Where are you going, bunny, you put the knife down! ”

At the end of the next day, Qiangzi did not wait for Jiulan in the cold wind. He kept a porridge for him, and until after dusk, the young man did not come.

After eating the young son of the Wangjia, Wang Mazi was cut off by his brother. That day, his brother was like crazy, and he insisted on fighting with them, and was beaten up by them.

beat that thin boy with blood all over his mouth, and in the end he couldn't get up, and his bones were cracking, and they thought they had beaten Wang Jiulan to death.

The neighbors also think that the Wangjia family is extinct, but no one cares, and they can't take care of it if they live one day at a time, so it's no wonder that people are indifferent.

Everyone laughed at Wang Mazi when he was fine, not only was he lame, but he was also missing an ear, and he was going to give him a new nickname, called One Ear.

But the three words in one ear are not hot, and after two days, Wang Mazi and they found that they had a rash on their body, red one after another, and finally the whole person was crawled with red rashes, which looked very scary.

Wang Mazi was the first to die, and in just a few days, the rash on Wang Mazi, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, began to itch.

Itching, he scratched, scratched desperately, and rubbed against the wall if it wasn't enough, and the blood on the wall was not enough, so he had to detain all his rotten flesh, and finally detain himself alive!

When he died, he couldn't recognize who it was, because his face was scratched by himself, and then everyone was horrified to find that he also began to itch and drilled his heart......

A month later, by the river at night.

The young man with a white cloth wrapped around his head pressed a man on the ground into the grass, took a rusty knife, and stabbed the man fiercely. Despite the man's terrible struggle, the boy took the knife and stabbed him alive, motionless and turned into a corpse.

The corpse was full of festers, and black blood flowed out, and he still stabbed and stabbed him again and again, and he hated to stab the people on the ground into flesh. It wasn't until he lost his strength that he staggered to his feet and washed his knife in the water.

"Ah Bai, my brother has avenged you, let's not be afraid, we are not afraid......"

As he spoke, he whimpered, and wiped his tears fiercely with the back of his festering sore, but the more he wiped it, the more tears and pus mixed together, sticky and disgusting.

looked at the five rotten men lying by the river, but he was not at ease, so he counted them.

It's all here, and none of them have been made. There was one of the most rotten ones soaking in the water, and the river washed away his rotten flesh, and his bones were almost bone, and his leg bones were abnormally bent, and he was lame.

Then, like the other four men, the bloody corpse was stabbed and pushed into the river by Wang Jiulan. The black blood stained the river red, and it was muddy in an instant.

This is the upper reaches of the New River, and the whole city eats the water from here, soaked in rotting corpses.

Half a month ago, not two days after Wang Jiulan threw Wang Mazi into the source of this river, the city lord ordered the city to be closed.

Because a massive plague began to break out in the city, before that, he told only one person to tell the strong son not to drink the water from the river. It was he who personally sent Qiangzi and his mother's son, as well as two bags of bamboo rice and the money left by his father and mother, and left the city gate.

"If you do this, the whole city won't survive." Yuan Qingzhi appeared behind the boy and watched him vent his tears.

Wang Jiulan turned around and saw a man with clear eyebrows standing behind him, and behind the man was a blind man wrapped in black clothes, revealing only one face.

But he didn't care, and continued to look at the river where the black blood spread, with a strong hatred and pleasure in his eyes.