In the face of survival, no one will care whether you are a child or an old man. Only if you can survive can you have the right to pity others.
"Of course, for a small village like ours, which is not considered wealthy and barely has enough to eat, the Fengming Kingdom's army will certainly look down upon it."
"Even if they wanted to massacre the city, they would not choose to come here. Even if their army recently reached Wangfupo, thirty miles away, and had to pass through our village, they did not come in and kill them all."
"The order to destroy the village, drag our father and brother away to serve as soldiers, and ask us to hand over the grain to be used for military rations and the iron tools to forge weapons is the order given by the Emperor of the Snow Kingdom."
"Everyone says that Fengming Country is a robber, an intruder, and a murderous bastard. However, it was the Snow Country's court that turned my sister and I into orphans."[
"I'm sorry, sister, I said a little too much, don't take it to heart."
"The chicken is already roasted. This is just for you. My sister and I can share one."
The little boy obediently gave one to Mu Mu, and he gave most of the chewable meat to the little girl. He held the chicken head and feet, which were not easy to chew, and his mouth was full of fluids.
Oil.
The chicken grilled with only a small amount of salt was not as delicious as expected.
But after being hungry for a long time, having hot food to eat is considered a luxury.
Not to mention eating meat in such big mouthfuls.
While eating, the little girl actually started sobbing again, "It's delicious, but I'm not full. Brother, I'm not full."
"Good boy, there are still a lot of them. Eat more, and I'll give you this piece." The little boy generously divided out another large piece and piled it in front of his sister's eyes. His malnourished face was full of care and warmth.
Mu Mu stared blankly for a long time, and couldn't help but think of Qin Shi again.