Yong Ling'er's place of residence is next to the street where the grain is exchanged, and this street is inhabited by a wave of people with status in the outer city, who were originally officers surnamed Wang, but the father of the officer surnamed Wang also shared a house in an important position in the inner city, and the inner city is not comparable to the outer city, so every time the officer surnamed Wang is not on duty at the station, he simply goes into the inner city to live, and this house is also given to Yong Ling'er.

It's a small two-story building, very sloppy but sturdy, apparently too short for the details, but much better than tents and cabins.

Yong Ling'er opened the door and walked in first, and Achim, who was carrying food, and the third son who was holding the unconscious child followed closely and entered the house.

Although the room was small, but the furniture was very complete, Achim put the food on the table and turned to the third son and said, "What about this child?" ”

"If you can help, you can help!" Miko said casually while putting the child on the chair.

Yong Ling'er went straight to the second floor, not caring about the third son's extra move.

"Find out if there's any water? Give him a drink. The third son pointed to the little boy and said to Achim.

Soon Achim scooped a bowl of water from the kitchen and handed it to the third son, who held the little boy's head and poured a little water into it.

"You're useless, he's starving!" Yong Ling'er walked downstairs at some point, holding a carton of milk in her hand, and handed the milk in her hand to the third son as she spoke.

Miko quickly took the milk, poured it into the bowl, and then poured it into the little boy's mouth.

"I don't care much about your affairs, I give each of you a pound of bread, a pound of meat and a pound of fruit every day, I hope you will do what you can!" Yong Ling'er sat on the chair next to her, watched the third son breastfeed the child, and said slowly.

The third son was busy feeding the child and didn't reply, and Achim on the side spoke, "I know, but no one cares about it like this?" ”

"Tube? Those who can't afford to eat themselves or those who are busy eating, drinking, and having fun every day? Yong Ling'er seemed to be a little emotional.

Achim hung his head and did not speak.

Yong Ling'er pointed to herself and said: "My parents starved to death, and my seven-year-old brother also starved to death, just because I didn't recognize the world, I thought that someone would always come to save us, we are all so miserable!" But the result? As a result, my parents, my brother starved to death a few days ago, just because I didn't agree to be a lame woman, they didn't even give us a chance to work, not even a chance to exchange life for life, from the moment my brother died, I woke up, now this world can help you only yourself! ”

Hearing these words, the third son finally raised his head and looked at Yong Ling'er and said, "I heard that Yang Wuji in the gathering place is a good leader, doesn't he care?" And the Xia army they ......"

Yong Ling'er raised her hand to interrupt the third son's language and said faintly: "Can you eat enough without rice?" Now there are more than 200,000 people to live, and there are zombies outside that are about to attack the city, can you manage it? The Xia army was not here at all, and they all went out to find the descendants of a high-ranking official named Sanzi. Sometimes I wonder if one person's life is really worth the lives of so many of us. ”

Sanzi's face was a little red, and he continued to ask, "So what is the one who manages the gathering place now?" ”

"Yang Wuji is in charge of the inner city and the army of the Heavenly Dependents, and Zhang Liang is in charge of the army stationed in the outer city and the outer city." Yong Ling'er looked at the eyes of the third son and replied slowly.

The third son watched Yong Ling'er's emotions calm down a little, and then said with a smile: "I understand, we will help you kill the lame Li." ”

"Don't kill, at least don't kill now, or say I'm going to do it myself." Yong Ling'er closed her eyes, as if suppressing the anger that was about to erupt in her heart.

"Do you know why I can tell at a glance that you are extraordinary? Because you don't look like people fleeing from hunger at all, and I know how it feels to be here, and if you hadn't offended the lame Lee, you should have been able to get a good job! But he now knows that you are my man, so I will help you raise this child and his sister, as long as you save my life at a critical moment. Yong Ling'er said to herself, and finally looked at Sanzi and Achim with soliciting eyes.

Miko nodded, then put down the bowl that had been emptied of milk, and gently shook the little boy, "Wake up! Wake up! Where's your sister? ”

Perhaps it was the word sister that stimulated the little boy and made his will to survive stronger, and he opened his eyes in a short time.

"You guys? Who are you? Where is this? The boy asked quickly when he opened his eyes, struggling to get to his feet.

"Don't worry, we're good people, what's your name, what about your sister?" Miko asked softly.

"Sister? Please, save my sister! She's starving to death, she hasn't eaten for two days, and he's only five years old! The boy became even more agitated when he heard the word sister, and broke free from the third son's hand, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

The third son hurriedly helped the boy up, took a piece of bread from the table, and handed it to the little boy: "We will save your sister, you eat it first, and then take us to your sister, okay?" ”

The boy's name is He Zhengwen, and her sister's name is He Xiaolian. When the boy heard that his sister was saved, he insisted on eating while walking, and took the three sons to find his sister. The boy's parents died on the way to escape, and before he died, the boy had to take care of his sister to survive, so the boy has been taking care of his sister since he arrived at the Xiushui gathering place. The boy is very smart, and if he can't work, he goes to the garbage can in the rich area to pick up food, and always lets his sister eat first. It wasn't until it was occupied by other adults that he began to starve.

The boy's place was not far away, but it was only a seven- or eight-minute walk through several sewage-filled shantytowns to a dirty garbage dump, where many people were lying on the ground, and a blanket had been laid out for the better ones.

"Brother, just turn this corner, and we'll sleep on the right side of the garbage heap." He Zhengwen said innocently, thinking that his sister was saved and no longer had to starve, he was also a lot happier.

Before the people approached, they heard a strange voice of yin and yang coming from the place where He Zhengwen and they lived.

"Little friend, I can't blame me, I looked at your dirty appearance and vomited everything in my stomach, you have to compensate me!" A very ugly man with two big moles on his face said in a strange manner.

A little girl was so hungry that she couldn't move, but she still managed to get up and kneel on the ground, her lips pursed, and when she got closer, she could hear her voice as thin as a mosquito saying sorry! She was scared because her brother told her not to cause trouble.

"I see that you don't have anything to compensate me for this, even your brother was killed today for offending Lord Li's men, why don't you send you to reunite with your brother, I can have a meal if you die!" Ha ha! The man's saliva flowed down his mouth as he spoke.

As soon as the little girl heard this, she raised her head with difficulty and stared at the man with her eyes blankly, and then her eyes turned red, but she could not leave tears, because she was not only hungry but also thirsty, and every day her brother had to run a long way to scoop a small glass of water, and when he came back, he was always covered with bruises, so the little girl always took a sip of water only when she was very thirsty...... And his own brother, dead!?

The man looked at the little girl stunned, then rubbed his hands and said, "Since you don't speak, then I will take your consent." As he spoke, the man stepped forward as if he were striding forward.

"Bang" Sanzi kicked the man out with a kick, and the figure was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly, and the little boy was being held in his arms at this time.

"Well, give your sister a little bread, and I'll talk to that uncle about it!" The third son put He Zhengwen on the ground and walked towards the man who was kicked away.