"Xixi, if you are unhappy, you must tell your mother. You can't hide and cry like your second sister. If the bad guys capture you, my mother won't know where to look for you..."
Niu Hua'er was frightened by what happened to Song Niannian, and regardless of Song Xixi's impatience, she kept chattering in her ears.
Song Xixi tried to make peace with her at first, but then she got so annoyed that she took out a toffee and blocked her mouth.
When the others saw it, they all came together with cheers.
Song Xixi was speechless and had to take out a dozen pills and give them to them.
Then a dozen or so members of the family puffed out half of their cheeks, showing the same happy expressions.
Niu Hua'er ate the candy happily and spread out her hand: "One is not enough, please give me two more."
Song Xixi raised her hand and patted her palm: "Eating too much will damage your teeth."
There is no dentist here, so there is no way to treat broken teeth.
If she had known that a dozen people in a family would be addicted to milk candies, she should not have given them milk candies as snacks.
Fortunately, 001 got enough toffee, otherwise it wouldn't be enough for more than a dozen people to make every day.
Back at the gathering place, the villagers of Songjia'ao were relieved to see that Song Niannian was safe and sound. They also criticized Song Niannian and told her to stop being willful.
After learning that Song Niannian was almost kidnapped and eaten, a young man said: "Yesterday I heard that a child was missing. I suspected that it was stolen and eaten. Now it seems that it is true."
The Song family had never heard of this incident, and their faces became very ugly.
Song Niannian's little face turned pale as she leaned closely against Zhang Chunlan.
Song Wufu thought deeply and reminded: "Once the rich households in the city stop giving porridge, this kind of thing will probably happen more frequently. You should keep a close eye on your children these two days and don't let them run around."
Upon hearing this, some villagers who wanted to stay in Lucheng frowned.
Yes, even if the Lucheng government does not drive away the victims, the food in the city may not be enough to feed so many victims.
When the time comes, hungry people may not steal their children, but brazenly rob them in order to survive.
Those of them who stayed behind worked hard to make a living every day, but how could they have any spare time to protect the whole family!
A hungry person can do anything unconscionable, and one day he may become a disgusting cannibal.
Thinking of this possibility, they all shuddered and did not dare to think about it any more.
In the evening, as Song Wufu expected, the wealthy households in the city failed to come to the city gate to give porridge as usual.
Hundreds of victims crowded in front of the porridge shed. From the sunset to the moon hanging on the branches, the few carts that brought them countless hopes were nowhere to be seen.
There was no sound at the city gate, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.
Suddenly, a childish voice broke the calm and hurt the hearts of everyone present: "Mom, I'm hungry..."
The short sentence was like a signal, followed by a series of hungry calls.
Some young children could no longer bear it, holding broken bowls and crying loudly: "Hungry, I'm so hungry, oooo..."
Yes, after waiting and looking forward to it all day, I am so hungry that I have stars in my head and my eyes are black, so I just count on a bowl of gruel in the evening to comfort my hungry stomach.
But now that the porridge is gone, hope is gone, and a deep despair hangs over everyone's heart!
A young man didn't know whether he was comforting himself or wanting to comfort his relatives. He forced a smile and said: "Maybe the good-hearted people have run out of food at home, so there is no extra food to help. There will be some tomorrow. There will be some."
some!"
Only those innocent children would believe these innocent words. The atmosphere at the city gate became tense again, and some people were sobbing softly in the darkness.
Song Xixi, who was at the front of the queue, turned away and left, leaving a group of children behind her at a loss.
It wasn't until Song Qingqing and Song Niannian left that they went to find their parents one after another, feeling their withered bellies and complaining of hunger.
Seeing this desolate scene, Zhang Xiaomei sighed and touched Song Xixi's little head: "Let's go back."
The others didn't stay too long and walked together to their own gathering place.
Not far away, Song Wufu was called by the old village chief, presumably to discuss leaving the day after tomorrow.
In the afternoon, I looked around for Song Niannian. The food I had eaten at noon had already been completely consumed, and now my stomach started to sing about the empty city strategy.
Not sure when Song Wufu would come back, Zhang Xiaomei was too lazy to wait for him, so she took Song Xixi and the others away from the crowd and waited downwind for their ancestors to start eating.
Just listening to the crying from upwind, everyone was a little unable to eat, and no one spoke.
Returning to the gate of the city, Song Niannian visited the gathering place of Yang Cuilian and her daughter, preparing to feed the little Niu Niu that was waiting to be fed.
She ignored the extra presence of Li Xiufen and her party beside the mother and daughter, said something to Yang Cuilian, held Niu Niu in her arms and prepared to leave.
Li Xiufen rolled her eyes and immediately stopped her: "Xixi, do you want to take Niu Niu to play? Can you bring my two children with you? There will be a lot of people!"
Yang Cuilian's face darkened: "A child was lost here last night. If you can rest assured that Xixi will take three of them by herself, then let Yuanbao and Tongtong go with her."
Li Xiufen didn't believe it at all and suspected that she was lying to herself: "With so many people here, who has the courage to come and steal a child?"
Yang Cuilian knew that she had escaped for a short time and had not seen the real dangers yet: "If you don't believe me, you can ask around to see if I am lying."
Now Li Xiufen believed it, she hugged her son Yuanbao tightly with one hand, but pushed Tongtong over: "It's okay, Tongtong is a good boy and won't run around, just let her play with her."
Song Xixi watched her talking to herself, glanced at Tongtong who wanted to come forward but didn't dare, nodded to Yang Cuilian, and left with Niu Niu in hand without looking back.
Li Xiufen looked at it and trembled with anger: "She, why is she like this? Fortunately, I saved her cousin this afternoon, and she treats her benefactor like this?"
Yang Cuilian corrected: "Sister Zhou and I saved the person, and they have nothing to do with you."
Li Xiufen's face became even more ugly, and she couldn't vent her anger on Yang Cuilian, so she pinched Tongtong's ears hard: "You blind bitch, you don't even know if you followed me, why did I give birth to such an unlucky thing like you!"
"Oh!" Tongtong groaned, tears flashing from the pain, but he didn't dare to cry loudly.
The harder you cry, the harder you will be beaten.
Little children have long lost the right to cry.
Li Xiufen looked at the situation and wanted to fight again, but Yang Cuilian pushed her away, pulled Tongtong and hid behind her, and scolded Li Xiufen.
Finally, Hu Laoer, who had been watching the excitement for a long time, came out to smooth things over, temporarily extinguishing the anger between the two parties.
When Song Xixi sent Niuniu back, Li Xiufen and Hu Laoer came to the battle together and asked her if she had eaten anything. They wanted to open her mouth and smell it to see what she had eaten. They were scolded by Yang Cuilian before she stopped.