Chapter 132: A Village in the Mountains

Yin Haitian was already hungry, watching Zhuo Qingyan eat, as if his whole body was shouting a word to eat, "Mom, I can't bear it anymore, just die, I don't want to live like this again." As he spoke, he ate the rest of the food and water.

Zhuo Qingyan's dry face left a line of tears, she was suffering every minute, if it weren't for the support of that revenge heart, and thinking about Yin Haitian, Zhuo Qingyan would have gone crazy and died.

Listening to Yin Haitian's words now, she really can't refute and persuade. For two months, they didn't escape, and Yin Zhongquan didn't find them, which shows the chances of wanting to get out on their own.

If you can only live like this for the rest of your life, then you might as well die.

After eating everything, the mother and son hugged each other again, closed their eyes, and waited for death to come.

Before they knew it, the two of them were asleep.

When they woke up, the sunlight above them almost blinded their eyes.

It took a long time for them to dare to open their eyes slowly.

The moment they saw the sky, they thought they had arrived in heaven. When he heard the surrounding discussions, Zhuo Qingyan really discovered that they had come out and come out of that hell.

Overhead, it's no longer the flickering headlights, but the real sunshine.

"Mom, are we dead?" Yin Haitian looked around timidly and asked Zhuo Qingyan.

"No, no, we didn't die, Xiaotian, we didn't die, we came out." Zhuo Qingyan didn't have the heart to think about why those people let him go, as long as he came out.

The excited look, coupled with their appearance, is no different from the corpse, and the surrounding onlookers whispered in H.

"Mom, I'm so hungry, let's go eat."

Zhuo Qingyan smelled the smell of the food wafting in, and wanted to eat it himself, but a very critical problem came, they had no money.

In this world, it is difficult to move an inch without money, and if they want to eat, they must first have money.

Looking at the people around him, Zhuo Qingyan stopped sitting and knelt in front of them, "Please, our mother and son haven't eaten for a long time, please give us a little money." ”

Zhuo Qingyan speaks the language of country Z, with a bit of Jinhai City accent, but this is country H, and the people here are either people from country H or people from other countries, where can they understand what Zhuo Qingyan said.

Seeing Zhuo Qingyan kowtowing there vigorously, they were all scared to death, and they all walked away after a while.

There is not much difference between the people of country H and the people of country Z, and it is not easy to find someone who can understand them and is willing to help them in this vast sea of people.

At the end of the day, Zhuo Qingyan only had to find two loaves of bread, and the clerk of a bakery looked at them pitifully and took the initiative to send them.

The next day, Yin Tongtong took the information that he had sorted out yesterday, and then asked the driver to drive him towards the home of the three deceased.

The three deceased were all from the same village, and it took four or five hours to drive from Jinhai City to their village.

So Yin Tongtong set off very early, hoping to go early and return early.

It takes about two hours from Geumhae to get out of Geumhae, and it is a mountain road with cliffs on one side and cliffs on the other.

It takes more than an hour to walk on such a mountain trail, and then there is a dirt road in the mountains.

Being in such a deep mountain, you can imagine how poor the conditions of that village are.