Yuzhou, north of Yingchuan County.

In the boundaries of Yangcheng County, among the barren and cracked fields, a group of hungry people wandered like walking corpses. The place they wanted to go was Yangcheng County.

It is said that there is a porridge shop in Yangcheng County that distributes porridge.

In Yanzhou and Yuzhou, due to the long drought, the seedlings have long withered and the weeds cannot survive. The bark along the way has been stripped clean. If you want to eat some soil, you still have to work hard to find water to swallow it.

And they could only hold the last glimmer of hope.

Living has long become the greatest luxury!

Li Jue took the whole family and the young, scrambled among the fugitives team, walking in a daze, and no one knew what would happen to the end.

I guess they will also turn into dead bones on the roadside.

Along the way, his mother starved to death!

His eldest son joined the army, but now he has no news.

The second son Li Cun failed to withstand the illness and hunger, and left some time ago. He was exposed to the wilderness of corpses and was afraid that he would eventually become a beast's food, but he was helpless.

And he, his wife, and his three sons and daughter, received the favor of God a few days ago, and found a piece of dogtail grass beside the dry riverbed.

It is said that millet evolved from it. The family was happy and took the dogtail grass seeds to cook porridge for two days. However, the grass seeds were different from millet wheat.

The third son Li Zhou ate the most, so that the grass seeds were collected in his stomach and had not been pulled out for several days. If he continued like this, he would just wait to die.

"Zhou'er, use some more force!" The person who spoke was Li Zhou's mother. She held a piece of tree stick and poked her son hard, even poking blood out.

"Mom, it hurts, the child can't pull it out." Li Zhou's face showed pain.

"Zhou'er, use some strength, it's almost done." Li Zhou's mother's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was choked because the blood had dyed the stick red.

After a while, Li Zhou screamed in pain and lay directly on the ground. Behind him, her mother's happy voice came from, and she shouted happily: "The head of the family, come out, come out."

Li Jue made a fire beside him. Because the sky was already dim, he smiled as he listened to his wife's words. As for the clay pot in front of him,

There was no millet and wheat in the clay pot, but some semi-dead grass roots. Even these grass roots were not so easy to dig. The family of four swallowed them hard with hot water to satisfy their hunger.

Their family is pretty good, but they are malnourished and swollen. Some refugees, because they have been hungry for too long, have already exhausted their fat and even their muscles are shrinking.

It looks like a mummy.

As night falls, I don’t know how many people can’t wake up.

"Mom, I'm hungry!" Li Zhou touched his stomach and couldn't help but shout at his mother.

"Zhou'er, go to bed. If you fall asleep, you won't be hungry." The mother squeezed out a smile. Why didn't she be hungry? But it's not far from Yang County, and it's still half a day's journey.

Li Zhou did not answer, but looked at the stars in the sky.

Gradually, the howling of wolves echoed on the earth. These refugees were afraid, but they became accustomed to it. Because these wolves, tigers, leopards, black bears and wild dogs rarely came to catch them and eat them.

Because there are enough fallen refugees along the way.

There is no need to work hard to catch some of the ones that are not dead yet, and you can eat enough after following them.

In a blink of an eye, it was bright.

Li Jue took the family and walked towards Yangcheng again, where there was hope for them to survive, and they had to persevere.

Following the refugee trend, it surged over.

Perhaps because of lack of physical strength, the half-day journey actually arrived until sunset.

From a distance, although Yangcheng is not tall, in the eyes of Li Jue's family, this is their hope for survival. Especially looking at the queues lined up in the distance.

At the end of the team, Li Jue vaguely saw the porridge shed.

"We are saved, and we are saved by my wife." Li Jue trembled and took them to dig some grassroots, and they dug up countless lands.

Creating fire is still a way to satisfy hunger.

One person drank two large bowls and his body became even more swollen. However, this time they smiled because they finally arrived. There was a government place to serve porridge, so they would not starve to death.

OK, I haven't tasted the porridge in a long time.

Yes, it should be delicious!

"Wife, you are waiting here. I'll queue up there. Tomorrow, we can drink hot porridge tomorrow!" Li Jue, a big man, had red eyes.

Not easy, really not easy.

To be alive, he just wants his family to live.

He didn't want to have a full meal, he just hoped to have two bowls of thin porridge to extend his life.

"Yeah," the wife nodded.

They knew that they were queuing up this night, and they saw the end of a few refugees who wanted to go to the line just now, so that would be fine.

At dawn, most people opened their eyes.

They were all awakened by hunger, and Li Jue didn't have much rest all night, hoping to serve his wife and children a bowl of hot porridge at dawn.

However, the front line is very long.

At this time, under the anticipation of countless people, the thick gate of Yangcheng slowly opened. The county soldiers who opened the way maintained order, while the officials in the city brought people to transport rice porridge.

The rice porridge is as light as water. If it weren't for the wooden spoon, I wouldn't be able to see the corn. However, even this kind of porridge, there are not many places to provide relief in the world.

"Line up and come one by one!"

The official looked greasy and said to his hands.

As the government rescuers took their seats, the eyes of nearly 10,000 refugees outside the city became hot.

The little official started to send porridge and a spoonful of it into the bowl.

The thin porridge in the bowl was clear and poured into the water, and a layer of rice bran was floating on it. As for corn, there were only a dozen or twenty grains. But even so, the refugees kept thanking them.

After taking it, some took it carefully to their family members, while others swallowed the rice porridge in their stomachs like a whole, and even scraped it on the pottery bowl with their tongues.

Rice bran shook his throat, but it was still a luxury.

After drinking, they could feel the sand and stones, but they could eat it to make saliva. This may be the best food in the world for them, no doubt about it.

Li Jue looked at him and kept swallowing his saliva.

He was too hungry, and he had some heavy impressions when he saw things.

However, at this time, only a few hundred people were sent, and the county magistrate's words made him feel excited and come back.

"Today's porridge is over, come again tomorrow."

After saying that, the county magistrate was too lazy to ask about the lives and death of these refugees, so he turned his head and took people away, but left behind a shocking shout near the porridge shed. Some hungry people walked forward with red eyes and entangled.

However, he was beaten by the county soldiers.

"Hmph, a group of damn people," the county magistrate glanced and snorted coldly. If the county magistrate had not strongly requested disaster relief, he would have been lazy to care about these people.

The food for disaster relief is not enough for them to eat.

The hundreds of people who can give away all their flesh are all for them. After all, for them, the food for disaster relief is just for them.

There is no way, in this chaotic world, whoever has the ability will live, let alone the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and every place is the same, who can control them?

Even if it was the grain sent by Zhang Xiu, they were not worried. Because Yuzhou and Yanzhou were so chaotic, Zhang Xiu could not find out, so they were fearless.

When everyone was desperate, the group rushed out in a furious manner. The leader shouted: "My grandfather took over a maid, over twelve years old and under fifteen years old. He has a beautiful face and can be worth half a dou of corn."

Listening to this, a group of daughters stepped forward to ask, and then they took their daughters into the dry Yingshui River bed and washed their cheeks.

The Li family’s little girl, Lan Fang, was a thirteenth year old. He said to his mother: “Mom, sell your daughter, half a dou of rice, save enough food for a long time.”

Li's mother lowered her head and said nothing, and her heart was curdled. She knew that how could a wealthy family recruit female maids? She just recruited some female maids for others to play with.

"Mom, the eldest brother and the second brother are dead, and the third brother cannot die. The Zhao family will let him spread the incense." After Li Lanfang said that, he begged again: "Mom, just leave a way out for his daughter."

He looked at Li Zhou who was still sleeping, and he fell asleep in a hungry state.

Li's mother turned her back, closed her eyes to the sky and shed two lines of turbid tears. She turned around. She silently held her little daughter's hand, step by step, very heavy, but firmly walked towards the Yingshui Riverbed.

With tears in her eyes, Li's mother was washing her daughter.

This time, she was very serious, because this time she parted will be a lifetime, and the mother and son would never have the day of reunion.

The river water washed Li Lanfang's little face, which was beautiful and adorable, and she was also a beauty.

When he pulled her to the group of people wearing furious clothes, Li's mother's heart was bleeding. During this period, Li Jue also came back. He just looked at his daughter silently.

Then he turned his head in pain and couldn't bear it.

"It's just a beauty." The man in the lead looked at Li Lanfang, but grabbed a cloth bag and threw it directly in front of Li's mother.

"Okay, no more!"

Li's mother did not go to see her daughter, but stared at the bag of corn in a daze. It was estimated that it would be five or six kilograms (han kilograms). This would be their hope for survival.

Li Jue stepped forward, and the two hugged the bag of rice tightly in their arms, but there were still countless pairs of green eyes looking at them, and the group was staggering and swallowing.

Li's mother was like a tigress protecting a calf. She pulled out a rusty kitchen knife and roared hideously: "What are you going to do? Get out, get out of here!"

However, for these refugees, even if they were killed or robbed rice, they had eaten it.
To be continued...