She shook her head hurriedly and said with a smile, "Uncle, thank you. Our siblings have all eaten and are not hungry now."
Fu An nodded in agreement, "Uncle, we are not hungry. We just ate noodles..."
As soon as the word "face" came out of his mouth, Fu An covered his mouth. He almost let it slip, and the uncle didn't know whether he heard it or not.
Chang Zhong didn't pay attention to the child's words. He smiled heartily and said, "Then I won't be polite to you. I'm going to eat."
After a while, the uncle's wife complained in a low voice: "You just like to be a good person. You give things to those children to eat. You eat whatever you want. You are the mainstay of our wives!"
The woman said and wiped her tears.
"I know, I think those children are pitiful!" the man said softly.
The woman stopped talking and continued to feed the child.
"Mom, Sanya has a stomachache and can't eat." The little girl named Sanya cried. As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Sanya! My dear, don't scare me." The woman stepped forward and hugged the poor child, wiped the blood from his mouth, and coaxed her: "Sanya, we don't want to eat.
Now, when the rain stops, mother... mother will find you something else to eat."
"Hey, this poor kid may not live long."
"That's right, he's so young, he eats tree bark every day, how can he bear it? Oh! God, God doesn't allow me to live anymore." Some people in the crowd sighed.
Fu Manman looked at the little girl with his heart pounding. She had never experienced what hunger was, but when she came to this world, she experienced it.
This is a terrible feeling that can destroy people's reason and humanity.
She wanted to help these people, but how could she help? Now that she couldn't protect herself, her little compassion was so small and ridiculous.
Human nature is good, she is not a bad person, and she is a selfish person, especially in the current situation.
She is not selfish, how can she save her life and protect the poor little baby in her arms and her two little brothers?
Fu Manman resisted her kindness. As long as she took out the instant noodles and milk powder she had hidden, she would not be able to get out of the cave.
These two things do not belong to this era. It is easy for my family to fool them. After all, they are a family and they will not talk about it outside.
But the same cannot be said for these outsiders. These people are not easy to deceive.
Fu Manman endured the pain and closed his eyes with full guilt.
She didn't want to listen, watch or think. She wanted to be selfish.
"Brother, if you have rice cereal, can you give that little girl some rice cereal? I'm afraid this child may not be able to survive. Let her have a bite of rice!" An old man walked up to a group of young and strong young people and begged.
The young man made a face, with impatience and coldness in his eyes, and said fiercely: "You are going to die, and you are wasting my rations. You old man, if you have something to eat, just give it to me. Don't pretend to be a good person."
"Hmph! We don't have enough to eat, and we are asked to share it with someone who is going to die."
"If we die sooner, we might still be able to have something warm to eat."
The three young people standing around were cursing, and as they spoke, they exchanged glances with each other.
The look in her eyes clearly said that when the little girl died, she would snatch her away and chop her flesh into pieces.
The old man was trembling with anger after listening to what several people said.
If she has food rations, she must give them to the child. Anyway, she is old and will not live long.
When the little girl's mother heard what those people said, she felt panicky and burst into tears. She hugged the child and comforted her in a low voice: "Sanya, you must hold on!"
Watching everything that happened in the cave, Fu Manman's heart became increasingly heavy. She tried her best to calm herself down, don't be soft-hearted, don't be afraid, and don't care.