What came to his ears were desperate groans, and the sound of human bodies falling to the ground. Xiao Jing knew that those who could still make sounds had at least a glimmer of hope to survive; and those who fell, whether they were fainting from hunger or
Or starved to death directly, I'm afraid they will sleep here forever.
The procession of victims marched slowly. If someone fell down, the spear-wielding soldiers on both sides would take two steps forward and drag the person, who did not know whether he was dead or alive, directly to the deep ditch beside the road that smelled of corpses.
Of course, many times it is not their turn to take action. The impatient victims will become impatient, and those who still have some strength left will kick them up, even if this person was their companion just a second ago.
Why did I come to such a ghost place?
Xiao Jing has dreamed of time travel countless times. His idea is the same as that of most people: If this is inevitable, then just dress up as a second-generation person born with a silver spoon in your mouth! Live a life of fine clothing and fine food.
, accompanied by clouds of beauties... wouldn't it be wonderful to spend your life in such luxury and debauchery!
However, things went against his expectations. Not only did he travel to this dynasty called "Dari" that never existed in Chinese history, he also became one of thousands of disaster victims.
Xiao Jing was not too far away from the porridge stall. Just when he was sighing for his misfortune, the crowd in front suddenly became commotion, and then the quarrel near the porridge stall became louder, mixed with
A child's cry.
"I didn't steal!" A little boy who looked to be eight or nine years old stood stubbornly in the middle of the crowd, his big eyes looking fearlessly at the strong man holding a whip in front of him.
"You little bastard, you are so stubborn? If I say you stole it, you stole it!" The strong man raised his whip and struck it without saying a word. The crowd of onlookers suddenly let out a burst of exclamation; but the boy gritted his teeth and continued to
Not even a single hum.
"He's still a child, forget it..." As soon as someone said this, the strong man's eyes swept over him coldly, and the man immediately closed his mouth in silence.
"Child? Doesn't the child have a mouth?" Someone in the porridge shed said in a strange way: "If he takes more, you will eat less. Mr. Wang Dashan is compassionate, but there is no food left to feed the little brat who likes to steal.
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After hearing this, the boy's little face turned redder. He raised his neck and shouted in a higher voice: "I just didn't steal it!"
"You still dare to tell lies? You are a little beast who cares about food and not about beatings!" The offended strong man waved his whip again: "If I am in the mood today, I will discipline you well!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly rushed up from the side and hugged the little boy. Of course, the strong man with the whip would not stop, so the whip hit the man hard.
The person who was whipped for the boy was none other than Xiao Jing. Originally, he just wanted to be a low-key and quiet passerby, but he saw such an intolerable scene. Perhaps, it was also because this tough-headed child behaved like a stubborn boy.
Him as a child.
"Forget it, forget it. Just ask the child to leave if he doesn't obey. Why waste everyone's time?" Xiao Jing shouted: "There are so many people waiting to receive porridge behind, let's all disperse!"
Of course, the victims struggling on the verge of death were more concerned about their stomachs than watching the excitement. I don’t know which woman cried first: "Please, my man is dying!" One stone stirred up a thousand waves.
The hungry people's desire for food was instantly aroused, and the entire team of victims suddenly started making noises.
The rural soldiers on duty on both sides stood forward a little nervously. The strong man glanced at Xiao Jing and said loudly: "You know what I mean, get out of here!"
Just when the messy victims were squeezing each other and starting to line up again, the little boy's voice rang out again: "I didn't steal!"
Hearing this, Xiao Jing, who was still grimacing in pain, quickly took the boy's hand and walked further away. The child was not old, but he was very strong. While being pulled, he was glaring at the strong man.
Shouted: "Don't pull me, I won't leave! I didn't steal!"
Having no other choice, Xiao Jing had no choice but to put a little more strength on his hands and almost forcefully drag the little boy away.
"I didn't steal, I didn't steal...you can say these three words? Can you say something else?" Xiao Jing turned around and glanced at the strong man with a whip with an almost murderous look, and whispered: "What's your name?"
What's the name? Where's the family?"
As soon as he heard "family", the little boy's eye circles immediately turned red. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then straightened his chest like a little adult. After a while, he said: "My name is Dong Huaiyuan. My name is Dong Huaiyuan."
I have a sister, but...she got separated from me a few days ago."
Xiao Jing said nothing. He took out a dumpling half the size of a palm from his arms and handed it over. Unexpectedly, Dong Huaiyuan refused to take it. He stared and pushed it again, and the child took it hesitantly.
Then he gnawed it without any regard for manners.
Alas, the rations that I finally saved are just given away. I don’t know what kind of grain this colorful miscellaneous food is made of. Although it tastes terrible, at least I won’t starve to death.
Dong Huaiyuan, who was still very unconvinced at the side, couldn't wait to speak after finishing the dumplings: "I am a good person and I don't steal anything. Why should he criticize me? Why should he hit me?"
Xiao Jing smiled. Well, of course you didn't steal. Those kids who stole things while someone was fainting would have been in the third grade of junior high school in my world. The strong man was there, and he wasn't blind either.
How could you not know who it was?
"What can a man do if he can't bear a little grievance?" He gently patted Dong Huaiyuan on the back: "Xiaoyuan, I know that he has wronged you. But, what are you going to argue with him now? What you say will make sense.
Does anyone believe it?
He is the bread and butter of everyone. You are still young and don’t understand many things yet. If you think he has bullied you, it’s not too late to settle the score with him when you grow up and have the ability.”
The wide-eyed Dong Huaiyuan wanted to say more, but Xiao Jing just smiled and pulled him into his shabby shack that was not sheltered from the wind and rain. He wrote and drew on the ground with branches and played a game for a while. After all, he still
Xiaoyuan, who has a childlike mind, no longer thinks about that matter.
Xiao Jing had long wanted to leave. However, he neither knew where to go nor had the conditions to leave. So, faced with a dilemma, he and Dong Huaiyuan lived among the victims for more than half a month.
Xiao Yuan is sometimes a little stubborn, but after more contact with him, you will find that he is a smart and sensible boy. After getting along for a long time, Xiao Jing gradually fell in love with this lively and cute little brother, and Xiao Yuan also sincerely regarded him as a good boy.
He regarded him as an older brother and someone to rely on.
For a stranger like him, this is probably his first concern in this world.
It was late at night. The moonlit summer night should have been very hypnotic, but Xiao Jing, who was lying on the grass with his hands on his pillow, was not sleepy at all.
It's just that I got drunk with my colleagues... Oh my God, why are you torturing me like this!
Looking sideways, he saw that Dong Huaiyuan was sleeping soundly. This child not only clamored to follow him to find his sister, but also said that when he grew up, he and his brother would become sworn brothers.
Please, I can be your uncle, okay?
With a helpless smile, Xiao Jing began to think about his future and destiny again. The various experiences he had experienced in his two lives made him toss and turn for a long time. However, under the impact of fatigue, he finally fell asleep.
When the genius dawned, Xiao Jing opened his eyes. After waking up, he first groped around him with his hands, but didn't touch anything.
He felt a little uneasy in his heart. He walked out of the shack, but Dong Huaiyuan was nowhere to be seen. He shouted several times in desperation, but no one gave any response.
Chapter completed!