I didn't have any hypocrisy, I used my brother's back as a human wall and leaned over.

Don't look at it just by leaning on it, but it can drain a lot of my load.

Soon I fell asleep.

In such an environment, under heavy psychological pressure, even if you can fall asleep, you can't sleep steadily.

I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up in a nightmare.

Then I lost my sleepiness.

"Thank you."

Seeing that my brother didn't sleep, I whispered.

"How old is the kid?"

"Twenty-two."

"Huh."

The elder brother first sighed, and then said abruptly: "As old as my son." ”

In the second half of the night, my brother and I chatted like this.

I also know about his story.

He is a native of Xiangfan, Hunan, and has a daughter and a son at home.

My wife's health is not very good, and she has been working in her hometown to earn a little money to support her family.

As the children reached the age of talking about marriage, he followed the villagers to work at a construction site in other places.

One of the co-workers told him that foreign countries could make a lot of money and asked him if he wanted to go with him.

He originally wanted to make money, but he didn't have any sense of prevention, so he was deceived here.

After I came, I had a very bad time, because I was old, I didn't know how to deceive people, and my family couldn't get the ransom, so I was often beaten by the dogs.

Two fingers were cut and three toes were cut.

According to his words, if you can't cheat the money again, it is estimated that you will not survive the New Year.

I was startled and hurriedly asked, do they really dare to kill?

The old brother shook his head with a wry smile and said softly: "In the back mountain, I helped them dig at least five pits, what do you think, bury what?" ”

After listening to my brother's words, I was shocked again.

For the first time, I really felt the fragility and cheapness of life!

"Are you hungry?"

The old brother suddenly asked.

I nodded vigorously.

I haven't eaten for almost two days and two nights, how can I not be hungry?

The old brother put his hands behind his back and took out a cookie as if by magic.

"Don't stink, eat it!"

I took it, and before I could reach my mouth, I smelled an unspeakable stench.

I was hungry, but I couldn't really take my breath.

In the end, I still didn't eat it, and said, "I can still bear it, if I can't hold on anymore, I will eat again." ”

My brother didn't say anything, just told me: Don't be known by others.

I asked him why you didn't eat it.

He said, "I will be able to go out today."

I asked him again when we would be able to get out.

The old man shook his head, saying that he didn't know, and that those dogs weren't going to starve us to death.

Because we've just arrived, the value hasn't been reflected yet.

Slowly, the light in the crack of the door came back on.

I could also see my brother's face clearly, it looked like my father, and the wrinkles were so deep.

It's just that his eyes are very negative, revealing a thick exhaustion.

Then he spoke to me again.

"After they let you out, you must be obedient and do whatever you are told to do, otherwise you will be beaten."

"When I hit you, don't hide! But you can't do without a reaction, otherwise, they will think you are provoking. ”

"Here, no matter who you are, you have to have a reservation! The only one you can believe in is yourself. ”

"Don't run away if you're not sure! If you escape, don't trust the locals and the gendarmerie! Also, the heart must be ruthless. ”

When I heard these four sentences at that time, I didn't feel much in my heart.

But soon I knew how right my brother was!

As the old brother expected, not long after dawn, he was released by the doglegs.

As for us, even if we beg each other hard, it is useless to say good things and bow our heads and admit our mistakes.

I almost got beaten up again.

Looking at the door that was slammed shut, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom again.

"I'm dying of hunger, whoever has food on him, give me some."

Naturally, no one replied to this nonsense.

Before they came in, everything was looted by them.

Besides, if you have something to eat, why should you give it to you?

Won't keep it for yourself?

But I just gave it to him.

That's right, it was the cookie that my brother gave me.

Mainly, thinking of the action that my brother took out, I really can't eat it!

The smell is too strong!

Another point, I regarded us as a victim as a whole, and felt that since he was hungry and couldn't stand it, then give it to him!

As everyone knows, this kindness made me see the real humanity for the first time!

"I've got a cookie."

When I said that, the others stared at me.

The colleague closest to me snatched the biscuit and stuffed it straight into his mouth!

Without waiting to swallow it, he asked me, "Is there anything else?" ”

I shook my head.

"He definitely has! Or will I give you the last cookie? ”

Under the coaxing of the two colleagues in the back, these people asked me to take out the remaining biscuits!

But where else do I have!

This is the one that my brother gave me!

No matter how I explain it, no one believes it!

In the end, two colleagues couldn't help but say that they began to search me hard!

Seeing that he didn't find it, he kicked me in a fit of rage!

He also asked me, "Where did you put it?" To say or not to say? Not to mention that we are all beating you! ”

Seeing everyone looking at me with the same hatred, I guess none of you can imagine how cold my heart is.

Even when the dog leg hit me, it was never so bad.

I'm pretty sure of one thing, if the doglegs told them that I could get out if they killed me, I guess I could be beaten to death by them!

It was also at this moment that I realized the third piece of advice that my brother told me: In this place, no matter who you are, you must have reservations!

It's a pity that I realized it, and the price I paid was a bit heavy.

In a hurry, I said a word.

It was this sentence that everyone stopped targeting me, and they all showed happy smiles.

Here's what I said: the cookie was indeed given to me by the old man, and he said that we would be released today, and we would be given food and drink.

The last half of the sentence was naturally made up by me, in order to give them hope and divert my current predicament.

Obviously, it worked.

They stopped looking for cookies and looked at the door excitedly.

It was as if the door would open in the next moment, and the doglegs would bring food and water.

It's strange to say that those doglegs are obviously the culprits, but now, they have become the people they are looking forward to the most.

If they are given food and drink again, it is estimated that they will still be grateful to Dade.

Eh, it is said that our people remember whether they remember or not, it seems that there is still some truth.

I waited for a long time, but the door never opened.

Colleagues are starting to get impatient again.

"If I don't open the door again, I'm going to die of thirst! Whoever has water, give me a little. ”

Hearing such a plea again, I couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

Don't say no, even if there is, I won't give it to you!

Even if you beg to drink my pee, I won't pee in your mouth!

Nothing!