There was no one around him to help him, and there were even people who went to grab his bowl. His death was exchanged for the silence of his companions.

"Young man, it's best not to meddle in things, the most important thing in this world is to protect yourself." The old man walked to the porridge shop with a cane.

I looked at the sleek prime of life who had died and been stripped away, and my eyes were full of regret. What kind of world is this, the people don't eat well, starve and exile, and a few wrong words are a dead end.

I sat on the loess slope with a broken bowl, and I was at home with the old man, although I couldn't say that I ate well, I could always eat enough. Now the bowl is clear, and you can see how many grains of rice are at the bottom of the bowl.

"Mother, I'm hungry." I turned my head when I heard the voice, and next to me was a mother and daughter.

Mother touched it, "Good, hold it up and it will pass." I could see that my mother's eyes were full of hopelessness.

I walked up to their mother and daughter, "I have a bowl of porridge for you to eat." ”

The child looked up at me. "Brother, aren't you hungry?"

"Hehe, brother is not hungry, eat quickly." In fact, my stomach has been rumbling for a long time.

Seeing that the child had eaten a few bites, he handed the bowl to his mother. "Mother, this is for you."

"Silly child, mom is not hungry, eat quickly." The mother only drank a few mouthfuls of soup, how could she not be hungry. The child forces the mother to drink the porridge in the bowl.

What makes a child mature prematurely and blind the kings who sit high on the dragon chair?

After eating the porridge, we continued south, passing by Shaocheng County, but none of them wanted to take us in. Less and less are being eaten, and more and more people are starving to death. In the end, there was really no way, and some people started eating corpses. As soon as there is a person in the team who is about to starve to death, everyone's eyes will be on him. Look at their red eyes, full of killing.

"Young man, don't look at it, the law of the jungle, the rules of survival." The old man approached the group with a bowl and took a palm.

After continuing to walk for more than a month, the number of people in the team was reduced from a few hundred to more than fifty.

"Look at that, there are people who give porridge, and they are enough to be full." Those who heard this flocked to him.

The soup kitchen is a general-like person, and there is a memorial arch standing beside him: the military camp recruits soldiers, who are well fed and clothed.

This time it is no longer crystal clear, but a bowl full of white rice porridge, plus a few pickles, and the stomach of the person who eats it is warm.

"Folks, I know that you are fleeing, the war ahead, I deliberately set up a porridge workshop here, those who are willing to stay as soldiers stay as soldiers, and those who are unwilling to eat and leave if they want to, no longer embarrass everyone." Because of the previous events, no one dared to speak out.

"General, do you have porridge to drink when you go to the battlefield, and you will no longer be hungry? Will you die if you go to war? "It was a child who spoke, saying something that adults would not dare to say.

The general was stunned, then smiled and picked up the child. "Of course you will die, can you call it a war if you don't die, but you won't definitely die, at least those who stay will have no worries about food and clothing." The general's words touched many people, and many people went to the barracks to register their names.

I also followed in line, and when it was almost time for me, a hand reached out out of nowhere and dragged me out of the line.

I staggered to my feet, and looked up, it was the same old man who had spoken before. "You can't be a soldier, you can't eat, you can't be a soldier if I go to be a soldier." With that, I was at the back of the line again.

"These people have designated that there is no return." The old man's words surprised me.

I pointed to the general, "What he said doesn't seem to be fake, and besides, how do you know?" ”

The old man shook his head. "Do you think the word bad guy has the word bad guy written on his face? You see that the number of people in their barracks is not small, and everyone is full of sadness and frowns. Isn't it strange to see us come over to sign up, all of them are smiling? ”

There is some truth in what the old man said, and the general was faintly worried when he spoke just now, but now he is generous and talkative. No, I have to tell them that I can't let them die.

Before I could open my mouth, the old man covered my mouth. "You didn't see so many of them? As soon as you say it, you will be killed by random arrows, and their lives will be left to them, all we have to do is not to starve to death. Go over there and get two pieces of bread and go. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he let go of the hand covering his mouth and pulled me to walk in the other direction, and in the other direction there were either women and children or old and frail old people. Two pieces of bread for each person, and that's it.

"Why don't you go there and sign up for the army at such a young age? This young man. "The soldier in charge of distributing the bread picked up two pieces of bread and said it to me.

Before I could say anything, I was snatched by the old man. "I still keep my son for me to support the elderly, and there are so many old, weak, sick and disabled, no one can take care of them." The old man picked me up and turned to leave, and the soldier seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say it after all.

We walked in a different direction for half a month, during which we ate some grass roots, tree bark, and gruel. Just after eating a starving wild horse, I lay in the shade of a tree, clutching the roots of the grass, and comfortably enjoyed the afternoon. These days, my skin is tanned, and my hands and feet are full of calluses.

I asked the old man beside me, "Uncle, when do you think this day will end?" ”

The old man burped, "In the end, it can be at any time, and death will be over." ”

Isn't this step a test of human nature? Is it all fake?

"Hurry up, young man, and eat." When I opened my eyes again, it was already night. The old man roasted the leftover half of the horse.

"Uncle, are they really dead?" I stuffed horse meat into my mouth.

The old man looked up at the stars in the sky. "I gave them a divination, but I couldn't figure it out, it means that I have left, and besides, that place is unusual."

"Unusual?" I asked the old man rhetorically. Why is there no normalcy everywhere I go?

"Hehe, fate is determined by heaven, everyone's fate is different, they have eaten so much dead human flesh, and they have eaten them alive even before people die, karma, it's not that the time has not come." The old man stood up and squeezed a few drops of water out from under the roots.

"Didn't you eat it too?" I saw the old man eat it with my own eyes.

"Eat, the time has not yet come. Tomorrow we can leave for the battlefield to have a look, and maybe we can pick up some food. "It's so simple.

After watching his companion die, he went to snatch his clothes, brutally killed his companion in order to be fed, and watched his companion die. Xuanzi! How much more can you bear.