Xiao Huang was flattened, and now she seemed to be the only way to do this. She wouldn't be hungry when she fell asleep, but what should she do if she woke up? She would still be hungry when she woke up.

Although it is a bit self-deception, it is better than they always sit here and stare at them.

"Xiaoqing, wake up."

Xiaoqing opened her eyes and sat up. The surroundings were dark and there was nothing to see. There were only the oil lamps on the wall and a few rays of light.

These oil lamps are all easy to use. After being here for a long time, no one has come to add oil, but they are always on. Fortunately, there is such a small oil lamp, otherwise, even such a light-impermeable hole in the Four Committees would have been trapped so hard that they could not move forward.

"What's wrong?" Xiaoqing sat up and only had a few small oil lamps to see everything in front of her.

"Xiaoqing, what should I do? We are locked up!"

Xiao Huang was hoarse in his voice, and even a complete sentence could not be said.

"I've been locked up long ago."

Xiaoqing reminded Xiao Huang that she had been locked up a long time ago. Even if she was not locked up, the woman named Tang never thought that she would let them live.

I think that what she was looking for was a native of the Great Zhou, not a native of Cangtao, and it might be that she was thinking about it.

If you are a local person, you may find your family and redeem yourself. If someone knows, can the government let the Tang family go? But the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty are different. No one will come to Bai Chu to ask for someone, whether it is dead or alive.

She bought them and came here, which was originally used to die.

"No, no," Xiao Huang pointed outside, "It was those people, those people locked us inside, they were all outside, there were those spices outside, they must have heard them, you said those spices are edible."

Xiaoqing suddenly stood up and walked forward. Sure enough, the road outside was blocked suddenly. I don’t know if it was a cabinet or something, but it blocked the entrance of the hole tightly.

She stretched out her hand and pushed it outside.

Can't push.

She increased her strength, but she still couldn't push it.

"Why did they just shut us down?"

Xiaoqing turned around and asked Xiao Huang, "Why are there only us, only three of us?"

"Because the only three of us are sleeping."

Xiao Huang said, lying on his shop again and burst into tears.

"There is no water and no food. What should we do? The water is all outside."

Xiaoqing pushed a few more times, but there was still no movement. She knew that those people just wanted to lock them in completely, so why?

Isn’t human nature the same in the end?

If one person eats less, one portion of food will be less. If one portion of food is more food, they can live one more day.

She walked over and lay down on her bunk.

"In March, you should take back all the things we have saved."

Xiaoqing said to March, those things were placed by her own hands, and this time it would never be like the little black thing that last time, and it would be gone.

That little black thing has long legs, but the steamed bun doesn't.

March hurriedly ran over and carried all the things over.

When March came over with steamed buns in his arms, Xiao Huang lay there and cried again.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I just kept eating, but I didn't save it. I was like a pig, I just knew how to eat, but I didn't know how to live."

Xiaoqing counted the steamed buns, about a dozen. If the three of them ate them, they would not last for a few days, especially if they still had no water.

"Sister Qing, come here, I'll show you something."

March took Xiaoqing's hand and then took it to the toilet.

When they entered, the smell inside made Xiaoqing's eyes hurt.

She is really a girl's life, but she has given birth to a good nose.

"Sister Qing, look at this."

March pointed at a place and asked Xiaoqing to come over.

Xiaoqing hurried over and squatted down.

"This is……"

She reached out and placed it on it, and could feel a wet feeling.

Here is a dripping water.

She hurried out and searched outside for a long time before she found a bowl.

With a bang, she threw the bowl to the ground, which scared Xiao Huang.

"Come here to help," Xiaoqing picked up the bowl and gave an order to Mu Dai Xiaohuang.

Xiao Huang got out of here and ran over several stops.

Xiaoqing picked up a piece of debris from the ground and held his hand tightly...

With a dripping sound, a drop of water also dripped into the bowl. At first, the water dripped with soil was a bit turbid, but slowly, the water dripped was clean.

Now, this toilet has no smell. One wall was hollowed out by the three of them, and a bowl of water was placed under it. The water droplets drip very slowly, and I could only save a small bowl of water a day, but this small bowl of water was enough for the three of them.

The toilet buckets inside were all taken out. They used ready-made cloth to build a toilet, which was also densely blocked and could not smell too much.

It was originally a cave that was used as a toilet, but now it has no smell.

As for outside, who knows what will happen?

"Sister Qing, are the things outside really edible?"

March was holding the quilt, still thinking about the spices on the racks outside. If they could eat them, it would be a pity that they couldn't eat them.

“Those outside are naturally edible.”

Xiaoqing looked at the place blocked by the cabinet, "But some things cannot be eaten randomly, otherwise, eating them randomly will cause poisoning."

March quickly covered his mouth, "So, we are just saving our lives."

"Just for the time being."

Xiaoqing was not scaring her or not wanting to comfort her, but sometimes, even if she didn't say it, they all knew it in their hearts.

There are only a few things, and there is not much water.

It is barely enough for them to eat and drink, but who knows how many days can these things and these water last?

They will live hard, and living one day is considered one day, and living one day is also considered one day.

There are fewer steamed buns every day. In fact, they eat less steamed buns by themselves, let alone three people share them together.

"Sister Qing, I'm not hungry, you can eat."

March shook his head and stopped eating it. There was only one steamed bun. She only wanted Xiaoqing to eat it. As long as she was alive, she could find a way to save them.

"I'm not hungry either," Xiao Huang ate the most, but now she has begun to learn to say "not hungry".

Xiaoqing divided the last steamed bun into three portions and gave them one piece to each.
Chapter completed!