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MTL - After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years-Chapter 159 The weak and the strong
“No one is chasing me! Is there really a ghost in broad daylight?”
"Don't talk nonsense, there are ghosts in broad daylight! They must have offended people and escaped."
“Hey, you don’t know it yet!
Many people died in Xin'an County in the past. They were rebels who were suppressed by the government.
That city wall is full of headless corpses, what a tragedy!
Do you know what the black marks on the city wall are? They are all left after beheading. "
Old man Tian, who heard the conversation between the two, came over to show off the latest news he knew.
“So many people have died!” Mrs. Zhang said fearfully, looking around, feeling the cold wind behind her.
Even if they are all old, weak, sick and disabled, there is still a strong struggle.
Lao Fang, who didn’t want to be regarded as red meat, begged to those who came closer angrily.
Don't forget to bring a basin. You have to bleed immediately after you die, otherwise it will be very fishy.
“Hey, why did you run away?
Sister-in-law Liu is responsible for collecting firewood, while Po Ma Qipo sharpens our knives.
I wanted to use the dead to scare timid women, so that they would throw themselves into my arms and take advantage, but I never thought that they would all be scared away when the truth came out.
But in order to live, some human ethics have long been annihilated. Once a hole is opened, it is difficult to close it.
The women who were ordered to work quickly went to work, and no one dared to neglect in order to get an extra bone.
The old Fang, who felt guilty, regretted it endlessly when he thought about becoming a refugee due to the flood, but now he did not even dare to return home.
How can your conscience be at peace? The old guy will not let you go even underground. "
Thinking of the half piece of dry biscuit hidden in her arms, Zhang ran faster.
The same thing happens every day, and I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it even though I’ve seen it so many times.
We are a family. You dig wild vegetables and I cook porridge. What a happy couple. "Lao Fang came close to Old Man Tian and held his arm.
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These people will take the initiative to find work when they see that they have food in their stomachs. Who cares whether it is red meat or white meat.
Those who cannot afford to offend and are unwilling to join in the trouble can only find another place to stay away from the county town.
Alas, I will never be able to tell the truth next time! "
Since her daughter-in-law was gone, it would be a good idea to find an old man, so she stepped forward to help her.
That lustful old man is not a good guy either.
Lao Fang, who had been abandoned by his three good sons, wanted to trick his daughter-in-law into providing for her in her old age. When she saw that her target was scared away by the old man Tian in front of her, she naturally gave up.
Old Fang, who was so hungry that he could only chew tree bark and old grass roots, struggled with Old Man Tian for a while, and was so tired that he was out of breath, his eyes rolled white, and his whole body was shaking.
I could only walk around among the refugee groups. I thought that being assigned to Xin'an County would be a good place and I could live a good life from then on.
Hah…ho…”
As expected, all the bones were pinched, Old Man Tian pushed the woman away boredly.
The old man looked at the woman running away and regretted it again and again.
I never thought it would be a place where nothing can be done, and it is incomparable to the wealthy Jiang Mansion.
Lao Fang looked at the old man walking away, cursed in a low voice, and wanted to scratch the man's face and third leg.
She happened to go to stay with the mother and son. It was not safe to go anywhere alone, let alone stay in the county town.
As long as it is something that can be eaten, it is a good thing.
“You stinky, shameless old guy, how dare you despise me.
There are a lot of women coming to the city, and it’s not up to me to choose what kind of women I want to find.
The wild vegetables in the fields are dug up as soon as they appear. When the tide goes out to grab fish and shrimps at the beach, they are no match for others.
The regretful Old Fang looked around as she thought of the old Fangtou who she had strangled to death in his sleep. Just because something was in the hands of three good men, old Fang who didn't want to die was threatened and how could he dare to show up in Fangjia Village.
Otherwise, how could they, a group of old and weak people, survive until now without the protection of men?
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In fact, they all know in their hearts that any one of them may be next.
A pair of black, chicken-clawed hands stretched out forcefully toward several people. The nails on the hands were black and long.
When he finds my Xiaowu, let him kill you! "
Old man Tian said he disliked her, but he pinched the woman a few times.
There was almost only a piece of skin left on the whole body, and my hands were in a panic.
It’s so rare to meet a good-looking woman, but then she disappears without a trace.
You still want me to raise you and dream about your spring and autumn dreams.
Each small force is gradually formed, and the leader does not need to participate in the labor, as long as he manages the people under him.
please…please…you…you! "
“He is so old that he has only bones. He can only make soup and drink it. He needs to collect some dry firewood to use it.
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People who live in groups occupy a favorable position in the county, and bullying the weak is a common thing.
“You...are just like a mummy, you are old and ugly, I am blind to find a woman like you.
A group of people who were exiled began to look for ways to survive, some living in groups and some living alone.
Zhang, who never forgot to bring all his wealth with him when he went out to dig wild vegetables, put a handful of old wild vegetable roots he found into his arms, and chased the three people who ran away with a two-fingered sickle in his hand.
Let's drag her to a hidden place first so that she won't be discovered and it won't be our part. "The lame man spoke.
Lao Fang gritted her teeth when she thought of her three eldest sons who had abandoned her.
Old man Tian looked at the old woman who didn't look away. Her hair was much whiter than his, and her face only had two rolling eyes.
In the dilapidated Xin'an County, one fight between the weak and the strong is taking place.
The refugees who were digging wild vegetables nearby saw Mr. Fang paralyzed on the ground and looking like he was about to die, and slowly moved closer with red eyes.
“No good things are allowed to happen, and I let my mother do all the bad things.
“Give…me…something…to eat!”
Even though they are all old, weak, sick and disabled, none of them are good at grabbing things.
Uncle Tian is not wanted by every woman, so get out of here! "
“Old man, you still won’t let me go!
You said you are dead, what do you want me to do? Who told you not to take out the money?
No wonder she always hears crying at night. There must be an evil spirit crying!
“I...I don’t want to stay here anymore!”
Nowadays, when men are everywhere, who would choose a useless old woman who can’t give birth to a baby, which is a waste of energy and food.
To them, this seems to be the way it should be.
It’s boring!
“Hey, the smelly old man is very evil, and my old lady is not bad either!
I was still thinking about picking up a woman to warm my bed, but why did I scare another woman away?
It is even more common for small forces to fight against each other, and they will never stop fighting without breaking out and causing bloodshed every time.
Seeing that the situation was not going well and feeling unlucky, Old Man Tian grabbed a handful of mud, rubbed it vigorously in his hands, turned around and ran towards the seaside.
A group of people without food are lucky enough not to starve to death because they are busy making food. Opening up wasteland does not exist at all.
Xin'an County is like a forgotten corner of the world, left to fend for itself.
The people living here can no longer be called humans, but are undoubtedly beasts.