In 1938, foreign invaders invaded the Central Plains.

In June, the Huayuankou embankment was artificially opened, causing the Yellow River to overflow.

In a year without a harvest, hunger spread like a plague, and countless people flocked to the Yellow River to salvage the goods flowing downstream, barely making a living.

Zhao Zhun grew up by the Yellow River, and his physique at 18 was not strong, but his water nature was surprisingly good.

He looked at the river anxiously, a few days ago, the Yellow River flooded, washed a granary upstream, many people caught grain, until today there are still things down the river one after another, lucky, a bag of grain, enough to survive a long time in this disaster year.

And in his family, the continuous hunger has dragged down the body of his parents, and his young sister has long been unbearable from hunger and has a fever in bed. He put his hope on the Yellow River, but he waited from morning to evening, countless people left in disappointment, but he never refused to leave half a step, he really needed to catch a bag of grain.

The night was sinking, and the disappointed Zhao Zhun was about to leave, when he suddenly saw a big box floating on the river not far away, a big red box, which was particularly conspicuous in the twilight.

The moment he saw the box, there was a strange light in his eyes, and then it dimmed, and he saw that the box had floated down.

He hesitated to walk to the edge of the river, lifted his neckline, pulled off his jacket and was about to go into the water, but as soon as he took a step on his front foot, he was stopped.

"This red box, you can't fish it, if you fish it, something will happen, you haven't heard anyone say it......"

"I'm dying of hunger, so I don't care about it."

Zhao Zhun said yes, and pushed away the person who stopped him, but there was a drum in his heart, there has always been a rumor in their village that anything can be fished on the river, but this red box can't be fished.

"Zhao Zhun is going to fish for the red box, he's crazy, everyone run."

I don't know who shouted, and the few people left by the river rushed away, as if they would die if they ran slowly.

Looking at these people who were scattered, Zhao Zhun showed a wry smile on his face, looked at the red box that was getting closer and closer, spat on his hand, and rubbed his hands and threw himself into the water. At that time, I was worried that if there was really anything good in the box, these people would have bad intentions when they saw it, but now there is no one left, but it is a good thing.

The river was so strong that several waves hit his head, and almost overturned him in the tumbling river, but every time he looked at the distance, he came out again, swam towards the red box, and finally, with one hand, climbed the box, and quickly swam back desperately.

When Zhao Zhun came ashore, he had already drifted far downstream, and he dragged the box ashore today, and he didn't feel how heavy it was when he was in the water, and when he got out of the water, he felt that the red box was actually very heavy.

He trotted to get his clothes and a crowbar, and hurriedly pried open the box.

He had guessed what would be in the box, even if it was a dead man.

But he never expected that the moment he pried open the box, what he saw turned out to be a large jar, a sealed ordinary ceramic jar, the jar was stuffed with tattered clothes all around, in addition to this jar, there was also a tortoise shell in the box.

When he saw that there was actually this in the box, Zhao Zhun really couldn't cry or laugh, and risked his life to fall into the river, and the result was this.

He had to admit that the red box had been sealed well, and even in such a turbulent river, there was no water in the box.

The altar is very heavy, after the jar was raised, he put the red box into the river with one foot, and then looked at the tortoise shell, there were some strange lines on the tortoise shell, Zhao Zhun didn't see anything famous after looking at it for a long time, but he always felt that this tortoise shell seemed to be very unusual, so he wiped it with the pile of torn clothes and put it in front of his chest.

When he had done all this, he opened the jar. As soon as the seal was unsealed, a strange fragrance came to his nose, Zhao Zhun rubbed his nose, and when he looked at the jar, he was overjoyed. This turned out to be a jar full of cured meat, since the flooding of the Yellow River, he has not touched meat, this jar of cured meat, is an absolute feast.

Thinking of his parents and sister who were bedridden at home, Zhao Zhun saw hope, but what he didn't know was that what awaited him would be a nightmare.

He hurried home with the jar in his arms, like a thief holding a treasure, for fear of being discovered by others.

But the more this happened, the more it would attract the attention of others, and he carefully returned to the village, and after another corner he arrived home, and he couldn't help but relax a lot.

As soon as he turned around, three people suddenly jumped out of the darkness.

The head of the leader is very large, but the eyeballs are deeply sunken, the cheekbones are high and exposed, and the physique is also a fat man of more than two hundred pounds, compared with the current skinny appearance, it looks very awkward, and the other two people who followed him were thin and tall, eighteen or nineteen years old.

Zhao Zhun knew them, and the person he led was indeed a fat man before, nicknamed Datou, his parents both died in the Yellow River, and he gambled all the money his parents saved when his bones were not cold, and he was the kind of master who dared to do anything except good things.

"Yo, what's it in your hand? Let my brother take a look. ”

"No, nothing."

Zhao Zhun knew that the big head was not a good thing, if he knew that he was holding a jar of cured meat, then he would have to do it.

Immediately snorted and wanted to bypass him and hurry home, but as soon as he turned to the side, the big head was lifted over with a palm, and Zhao Zhun, who had been prepared, knew that the big head took advantage of the low momentum, flashed this palm, pulled out the start and ran home.

"Brothers, do you see the jar he is holding? There must be something good in there, something good to share with everyone, right? ”

The big head yelled, turned around and chased after him, "Grab it for me." ”

They are all from the same village, and Zhao Zhun didn't expect that the big head would rob it, and in normal times, this jar of meat is not a big deal.

But now that there are three people in the family waiting to eat this mouthful of meat to save their lives, how can Zhao Zhun let others pick up the cheap and run back with all his strength.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up with him, the big head suddenly picked up a stone from the ground, threw it at Zhao Zhun's back, just looked ahead, and suddenly hit a guy on his back, Zhao Zhun snorted, lost his balance under his feet, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the jar fell to the ground, and with a bang, the jar shattered into several large pieces.

Zhao Zhun, who was staggering, had an unstable center of gravity, and fell down to the jar with one mouth, and he couldn't flash, he only felt a pain in his chest, it should be the debris of the jar that pierced into the meat, and seeing the cured meat fall to the ground, Zhao Zhun hurriedly pulled the meat on the side, and was stunned to hold a few of the largest pieces into his arms and pressed them tightly under him.

Seeing that the jar was cured meat, the big head's eyes flashed with green light, and the three of them took off their clothes and spread them on the ground, scrambling for the meat on the ground, and some of the minced meat was picked up by them, and the ground was clean, which turned their eyes to Zhao Zhun who already felt dizzy on the ground.

"I still grew up in a village, and I don't think about our brothers with this good thing, so don't hide it, give some more meat under your body to my brother, I promise, I promise to leave you the best piece."

Zhao Zhun only felt groggy in his head, his ears were buzzing, he didn't hear the big head's words clearly at all, and even his vision became a little blurry, but he still saw the big head reaching under him in a daze, and just when the big head's hand was about to reach under him, Zhao Zhun raised his head violently and bit the big head's hand.

This mouthful, Zhao Zhun used the strength of milk, the big head was bitten wow, tears came out, he couldn't pull back his hand hard, and when he raised his foot, he kicked Zhao Zhun on the head, "Fuck, you fucking bite Lao Tzu, I don't know what to do, brothers beat him for me." ”

Zhao Zhun shouted, took the lead and made up for it with another kick, and shook his hand, only to see blood gushing down next to his thumb, and Zhao Zhun's mouth was full of blood.

The three of them, you kicked me and I kicked each other, and Zhao Zhun, who had a pain in his chest, felt weak and his head was swollen, so he had to lie on the ground with his head covered.

I don't know how long it took, their feet stopped, and their big heads spat to the side, "Fuck, forget it, Lao Tzu is tired, this dog can't bite anymore, let's go back to stew." ”

The big head made up for it in anger and walked away with the other two and their "trophies".

Zhao Zhun who was lying on the ground seemed to have gone through a century, he didn't know how long it took, before he felt a little strength in his body, raised his head and looked at no one around, staggered to stand up, took off his clothes with great difficulty, and threw his clothes on the ground like the big heads before, picked up all the minced meat, wrapped the meat, and suddenly, Zhao Zhun felt a sharp pain in his chest.