After returning home, he dissected the deer and gave one leg to each of Bai Wenwen and Duan Na. Then he dug out all the internal organs, cleaned them and put them on the fire for roasting.
Offal is not delicious, but now Zhang Long has no choice.
The aroma made everyone who was already hungry swallow their saliva.
Before this, no one thought that the seemingly weak and gentle Zhang Long in front of them could actually have such great strength, beating He Ming until he lost his temper in two or three blows.
Everyone's faces felt hot as they remembered how they and He Ming had ridiculed him before.
"Brother Long, how is the situation outside?"
"The wind has stopped, but the rain is coming down really hard."
Zhang Long hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't say anything about the huge footprints he saw before.
Seeing that Zhang Long didn't seem particularly disgusted, Peng Hai tried to get closer.
"Oh, I don't know when this damn weather will end. By the way, it's so dark outside now, how did you see it?"
Zhang Long added a handful of firewood.
"When I was a war correspondent, I learned the skills of seeing at night from those people. In fact, practice makes perfect."
Peng Hai smiled and sat next to Zhang Long.
Duan Na rolled her eyes at him and looked at Ren Tiantian sitting next to her.
"Tsk, why do you think some of these people are so thick-skinned? They scolded others so much when they were away, but now they see that they are doing something good, they come over to them with a shameless face."
Peng Hai naturally knew that Duan Na was talking about him, and his expression turned ugly. Just when he was about to retort something, the fragrance suddenly became stronger.
Looking back, Zhang Long was holding a bunch of grilled intestines and handed them to him.
"Eat."
Just two words made Peng Hai's heart skip a beat.
I have lived for more than thirty years, and for the first time my eyes turned red for no reason. I took the grilled intestines from him with difficulty, feeling indescribably sad.
"You don't blame me?"
Zhang Longtou did not reply.
"I don't blame you. It's human nature to pursue the hope of survival. What's more, we have lived under the same roof for such a long time. I can't help myself when I'm hungry."
After saying that, the hearty laughter of the two people rang out in the cave.
Peng Hai wiped his tears and sighed.
"You are indeed different from others. Now that I think about what happened just now, I really want to slap myself twice."
"Where are you talking about? I just hope that if one day I become unable to move, someone will help me if my chest touches my back. To be honest, it is actually for my own sake."
These words made Peng Hai fall into deep thought.
After a while, he stood up as if he had decided to go through a particularly difficult menopause.
"Brother Long, if nothing else, I am determined to follow you from now on!"
As he said that, he took the pile of food he was assigned and put it together with Zhang Long's food.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Wenwen also took out her share, but still had a cold face, said nothing, and just sat quietly next to Zhang Long.
Seeing this, He Ming felt blood boiling in his chest and almost vomited blood again.
Just like this, it was raining heavily and windy outside, and there was no way for people to get out.
For several days, everyone was trapped in this cave.
Food became less and less, people became more and more haggard, more and more irritable, and cold followed.
Fortunately, after these few days of rest, everyone's wounds are almost healed, including the mandrill.
After getting along for a few days, trust developed between Mandrill and Zhang Long, and sometimes Zhang Long would rely on the Mandrill's claws to divide food.
But others are different.
Because everyone is short of supplies, only Zhang Long can find some bugs or snakes from time to time to satisfy his hunger.
"Honey, you must be hungry."
Zhang Long handed the snake meat to Bai Wenwen.
"I just caught this, it's not poisonous."
Although Bai Wenwen was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back, she still didn't forget to give some to Zhang Xiaotong.
Zhang Xiaotong looked at the pitiful little piece of snake meat and let out a long sigh.
"When will these days end? Counting the days, it has been raining outside for about a week. If this continues, sooner or later we will starve to death here."
Bai Wenwen patted her back gently.
"Don't think like that, we will get through it."
"Um."
Zhang Long looked at the two people and felt tired. To be honest, he was a little confused now. When he was a war reporter, he often encountered such situations. The weather was bad, food was scarce, and many people starved to death.
Will they starve to death here too?
Thinking of this, I suddenly noticed He Ming walking over.
"Hey, looking at you so lively, you must have something to eat, right?"
Zhang Long rummaged through the fire with a branch in his hand and picked out a cooked grasshopper.
"This is the only one."
He Ming snorted coldly.
"Stop teasing me! One person has to support how many of them, and that beast, I don't even believe that there is no inventory. Tell me! Where are the things?"
Zhang Long threw the grasshopper into his mouth without raising his head.
"You see all the food and accommodation under the same roof. If there were any, I would have taken them out a long time ago."
After saying that, he got punched in the face.
He Ming had messy hair on his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he bared his teeth like a wild beast. He was holding Zhang Long's collar with one hand and his hair with the other.
"You fart!"
Hearing the movement here, the mandrill immediately roared and rushed over.
Zhang Long's heart skipped a beat, he never thought that it would come to save him.
Just when his attention was completely attracted by the mandrill, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
He Ming roared like a madman: "Let it go away!"
Zhang Long quickly waved his hand to Mandrill.
The mandrill stood there, not attacking, but looking anxious, obviously aware of the current situation.
Others wanted to come over to help, but they were afraid of what He Ming might do impulsively, so they just stood at a distance.
He Ming panted heavily, like a madman, and let out a hoarse laugh.
"Give me the food, quickly! I know you must have hidden the food, otherwise you might have persisted until now. Give it to me quickly, or I will kill you!"
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Zhang Long's forehead.
"Calm down and listen to me. I really have nothing to eat. Even if you kill me, I won't have anything to eat. But when the rain stops outside, I can go out and take a look."
"I bother!"
The expression on He Ming's face became ferocious.
"Do you think I'm a fool? It's been raining for several days and it won't stop! You, take out the food, take out the food!"
As he spoke, he laughed hysterically, like a madman!