The streets at night are quiet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I was surrounded by a group of soldiers carrying high-pressure cylinders and holding in their hands what was said to be the most advanced ****** in Japan.

And in front of me, in my eyes the street. is the area where time freezes.

The old residential area of the 1980s built by the state-owned factory, the old buildings with 5-7 floors, are still vivid in my eyes.

What is the 30-year-old building telling?

My mother lived in such a building for her childhood and girlhood. And I'm sixteen now. What I saw was still a building like this.

Numb, decadent, frightened eyes, looking around us.

The time in Dongzhou seems to be frozen in the 1980s.

The soldiers of the Iron City Combat Team unabashedly held their loaded ****** and pointed at any figure around them who dared to show their heads, which frightened the residents and immediately retracted their heads.

Walking another street, I saw a huge wall.

Although it is not built with reinforced concrete, it is still a wall of debris like two barbed wire, and between the two barbed wire walls, there is the barking of wolf dogs from time to time.

Seeing my gaze on the wolfdog, a captain of the armored iron city rushed out, holding a gun and shouting at the security guard of the management committee who was leading the wolfdog to lead the dog away. The frightened security guard immediately led the wolf dog who was reluctant to leave.

"On weekdays, it's hard to get out of here. It was only in the past few days that the Mulin Army came and killed a lot of people, and the blockade became lax...... Otherwise, crossing the wall will be inspected. "That's what I heard from the uncle who bought the buns.

The uncle's surname was Jiang, and he turned out to be an employee in the bank, and when the end came, the bank was naturally cut off. And this thin man can only struggle to survive. According to him, he was the accountant of a private company in the Ninth Management Committee, which was responsible for processing uniforms for the police. can earn five or six silver yuan coupons a month, barely supporting the life of the family.

I asked the man about the water and electricity supply here, and apparently, the water and electricity supply here was better than that of the Mu Lin Army.

At least a planned supply of water - piped water - can be guaranteed for a day. And most of the time you need to be powered is powered. Unlike the Mu Lin Army, except for the district office, it was almost dark everywhere at night, and there was no water truck parked on the side of the street.

This shows that Yin Jin's governance ability is much stronger than Wang Mulin's.

However, this Ninth Management Committee is still different from the area directly under Yin Jin's jurisdiction.

In the area directly under the jurisdiction of Yin Jin, there is water and electricity supply almost 24 hours a day. And this place is a two-peak water supply in the morning and evening. And there is electricity only from five o'clock in the evening to half past ten in the middle of the night.

However, this is also better than the Wood Forest Military Territory that smells of feces and blood everywhere...... The place where the Wood Forest Army is located has a demonic nature. At night, a large number of dead souls can be seen flying in the sky. There's one more of me in there......

Inadvertently, I got distracted. Even Mr. Jiang, who was carrying a bag of buns beside him, didn't know what he said.

Until, we walked into Mr. Jiang's home, the family building of the bank in the ninth district.

Mr. Jiang was embarrassed to say that this was his parents' home, only 40 square meters, which was indeed a little smaller, but his home in the North District New Town was 90 square meters, but it was occupied by the Red Guards. Seeing the noisy energy of those Red Guards, he didn't dare to ask for the house for fear that he would be beaten into a ****, so he fled back with his son. Abandoned the house to his wife.

I asked Mr. Jiang what about his wife? Mr. Chiang said he didn't know anything about the North District now. Because the North District is engaging in **** and blockade, who knows if his wife is dead or alive.

However, Mr. Jiang also has some gloating feelings about his current life, because of the current situation, his mortgage is not repaid. Therefore, Mr. Jiang is still relatively optimistic about his current life. Because according to him, he is still very happy compared to the residents of the West and North Districts. At least don't worry about being killed the next day. He also asked me what the West and North Sides were like. I can only answer him about what I have seen in the West End. Life in the West End is not good.

Then, Mr. Jiang revealed his superiority.

At this time, Mr. Jiang's son was crying, and Mr. Jiang's parents were beating the child.

I asked Mr. Jiang's parents why they hit their children, and Mr. Jiang's parents were obviously frightened by me. I shuddered and didn't dare to answer. Mr. Jiang also hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to me.

And this child, who was only five or six years old, was crying loudly and saying that he wanted to eat steamed buns.

Just eating buns?

Then eat it!

I also wondered why Mr. Jiang didn't let the children eat steamed buns - although it was a human meat bun, it seemed that Mr. Jiang's family had no mental obstacle in eating steamed buns. Since Mr. Jiang dared to buy it, why didn't he let the child eat it?

Watching the child gulp down the buns, Mr. Jiang's parents wanted to stop it.

Why block?

It's hard to look at like this.

I don't feel well, why do children eat and adults stop them?

Appetite is a human instinct, an instinct that is greater than **** and second to the desire for sleep.

Seeing my unhappiness, Tingting, who was carrying a pistol, began to sneer at the old couple, making the old couple dare not speak.

"Buns...... Is it tasty? "I couldn't help but be curious when I saw this little kid eating human meat buns.

"Delicious! The buns are delicious! The child smiled happily.

"Well, then please eat slowly."

"Thank you, Aunt Police!" The child's mouth was stained with oil.

The police? He probably mistook me for an old cop, right?

Looking at the black uniform on his body, it seems to be quite similar to the uniforms of the police under Yin Jin......

If it weren't for the red hue on this second lieutenant's collar badge, I'm afraid it would be more similar, right?

Next, watching the child being coaxed away by his grandparents after eating the buns, I curiously asked Mr. Jiang why he wanted to buy human meat buns? I remember that Chinese people like to eat pork, is pork very expensive now? I remember that in Shengjing and Xinjing, pork was very cheap. One dollar silver dollar coupon can buy 7 catties of pork......

As a result, the answer I got was: in Dongzhou, because the supply of materials is not available, pork is indeed more expensive than the mayor's meat! If you use pork to wrap buns, this kind of minced meat content, I'm afraid it will cost three cents a piece. Moreover, the residents are very dissatisfied with the mayor and district mayor who rode on their heads and oppressed them in the past, so eating this human meat stuffed bun made by the mayor and district mayor is not only because it is cheap, but also because it has the meaning of revenge!

Eating the flesh of the enemy is revenge?

I asked Mr. Jiang this question, and the answer was affirmative.

Late at night, I walked out of Mr. Jiang's house with a group of people. I met a middle-aged fat man who claimed to be the director of the Ninth District Management Committee, and a military commander of the Mu Lin Army [who manages 1,000 people], who came downstairs to invite me to dinner......

"Eat? Is it a human meat bun? I tilted my head, remembered something, and asked casually.

Subsequently, I wondered if I had made a mistake.

Did I say something wrong?

Why were the two people on the other side scared?

The aborigines here seem to like to eat human meat buns...... Why do they look the way they do?

I looked at Du Rui and Tingting a little nervously, and the two people next to me behaved normally.

Could it be that it's me who is not normal?

Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable......

As if fleeing, I hurriedly moved out of the sight of the two officials and led the people out of the ninth block.

When I returned to the hotel, I found that Xiao Ning was actually packing her luggage in my bedroom.

"Ning Shihan, why are you here?" Tingting was a little surprised to see Ning Shihan's arrival, but she obviously looked unhappy.

"Tingting, the commander just called me here. It's not enough to say that you take care of the eldest lady alone...... Let me help you too...... So, I took a train from Shengjing overnight. Xiao Ning whispered like a mosquito.

As a result, after listening to Xiao Ning's words, Tingting became pale as if someone had robbed her of something or lost a gamble......

However, it doesn't matter to me, anyway, it doesn't matter if there is one more maid or one less maid around.