But no one was willing to open their mouth to answer her.
It's like he didn't hear it.
Mumu searched it and found two children in a corner of the wall.
The eldest one, about ten years old, is a boy, skinny, wearing thin single clothes, and his exposed skin is covered with frostbite.[
The younger one was a girl, one or two years younger than him, with a relatively better complexion. At least she could wear a winter coat, huddled in the boy's arms, and shivered non-stop.
The reason why Mu Mu noticed them was because everyone else was frozen in a daze, only this pair of children were talking quietly.
The boy comforted the girl. He must be looking for something delicious for her in the evening. If he couldn't find it, he would venture into the mountains to catch a pheasant and roast it.
When he mentioned meat, the little girl swallowed hard.
The faces of the two children were filled with greedy longing.
It seemed as if I saw the roasted brown and crispy pheasant placed in front of me. I took a small bite and my mouth was full of oil.
Mu Mu thought and turned around to leave.
Not long after, he had turned back.
Holding six or seven pheasants in one hand, he lifted up the cover of the ruined temple and gently asked the people inside, "Hey, I caught a few chickens, but I didn't bring any fire pheasants. Is there anyone willing to help build one?"
Do you want to make a fire to cook?"
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Most of the people gathered in the ruined temple were villagers living in this abandoned village.
They were not injured.
The reason why he is so depressed is because he is hungry.
In such a cold weather, there is no food to eat at all.
I gnawed a few pieces of tree bark in three or four days, and even an iron man couldn't hold on.
They don't have enough strength to walk more than a few steps, let alone go hunting in the mountains.