In the early morning, Yongcheng was shrouded in a light white mist. The humid air was still quite cold and cold, making people shiver from the cold. There were even layers of thick ice on the road, which seemed to tell that last night was ice. Cold terrain…
Ningnan District was once a prosperous district in Yong City, close to the clear Yong River, but now it is just a ruin.
The collapsed and broken bridges and the skeletons of the buildings made a sad cry in the dim light...
Yongcheng's construction team also thought about building new houses in this area for refugees to live in. However, the terrain here is unstable, and terrible water bugs appear in the Yongjiang River from time to time, and there is nothing special here. It is of great value, so it is still in a dilapidated state, full of broken bricks and rubble.
A group of ragged refugees shrank in a messy and dirty kennel. This kennel was haphazardly built with broken bricks and tiles plus some long wooden and iron bars. It had no protective function. Once the flying insects attacked, , they can only wait helplessly to die!
This group of refugees did not want to stay in this place... However, they had no way to do it. There were too many refugees in Yongcheng, and the army could not manage them at all. Naturally, they had no time to deal with this group of disabled people, the elderly, weak women, children, A team of neurotic patients and mentally broken people.
"Good fit..." An old man with all white beard and hair shivered. He was wearing messy clothes, some of which were even middle school uniforms picked up from the previous garbage dump, and some messy cloth strips were also wrapped in them. Unfortunately, the clothes on my body were already in tatters and did not provide much warmth at all. Moreover, they had not been washed for dozens of days and had already attracted a lot of dust and filth. The stench was even more unbearable than that of a stinking ditch.
The old man wanted to light a fire and warm the fire a little.
But if the ruins of Ningnan District of Nuo Da were to shine with fire, it would be too conspicuous. If flying bugs or earth-burrowing bugs were attracted... then everyone would be buried with him and become the early ancestors of the bugs. !
"Uncle, if you are cold, take this and use it..."
An aunt in her forties looked at the trembling old man. After hesitating for a long time, she pulled out a pile of newspapers and books from under her body and handed them to the old man.
In such a cold weather, someone actually brought newspapers to get cores.
How ridiculous is this
Can things like newspapers really keep people warm
However... In such a cruel and helpless apocalyptic era, where human life is like a piece of grass, there is no rationality. If you can't find enough clothes and quilts, you can't keep warm. But just like the villagers in the countryside, they are cold. , just like using straw as a quilt, you can still use newspapers to keep warm...
It's just that the effect is a bit poor. In fact, in the hearts of these poor refugees, as long as they can cover their bodies with newspapers and not be blown by the cold wind, it is already a kind of happiness...
"This, this can't be done, it can't be done. I'm so old that I can't hold on any longer. Even if I can get a little warmer, it won't be of much use... You'd better use these newspapers and books yourself, you're still young... " The old man smiled bitterly and sighed humbly and bitterly.
The long sighs were filled with unspeakable helplessness and bitterness...
In peacetime, the old man was a calligrapher in Guacheng, Tiannan Province. He was famous for his excellent calligraphy and painting. Many tourists who came to Yangshuo for tourism in Guacheng and saw the scenery of Elephant Trunk Mountain and Qixingyan would come to this old man. The man helped with a calligraphy and a painting. At that time, the old man lived a quite comfortable life. He was extremely comfortable and gained both fame and fortune. His young life was extremely nourishing.
But after the doomsday broke out... the old man was in tragedy. Everyone was struggling for survival and escape. No one would care about cultural industries such as tourism, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting anymore, so the old man started out as a The aloof calligrapher became an ordinary fugitive.
On the way to Yongcheng..." The old man's family members were murdered one after another. First, his wife of fifty years died of a heart attack on the way, and then his son and daughter-in-law were dug into the ears and nostrils by corpse claws. In the end, he became a white-haired zombie and was burned to ashes by the inheritor. Then the young grandson had his legs broken and was thrown to feed bugs because of his nosy. Even the granddaughter who had just grown up was killed by a group of [dogs]. The bastard was caught and raped, his lower body was almost torn open with red eyes, and finally he was thrown in front of the old man by those [dog] bastards... A few hours later, the granddaughter committed suicide by jumping off a cliff.
The old man became a loner, and he didn't know whether it was God's will or good luck. The old man arrived at Yongcheng without any incident, and lived in Yongcheng for nearly two months. Until today, he actually Not even dead!
If possible, he really wanted to exchange his life for the lives of his son and grandson. But why, he was still alive and well when he should have been in the coffin, while his son and grandson, who were full of vitality, passed away early, leaving him in vain. Send someone to send someone with black hair... ,
"Old man, don't say such things... We have been taking care of each other for more than half a month, and we have endured for so long. Don't give up casually. I dug out a lot of silk fabrics in the ruins last night. It’s very warm on the body. You can use these newspapers, I really don’t need them anymore. Oh, you can also take this scarf, it’s very useful, it’s made of wool!”
The forty-year-old aunt gritted her teeth and took out a tattered wool scarf from under her body. Apparently, this wool scarf had been soaked in sewage for several months, and the color could no longer be distinguished. It was originally soft and fluffy. The texture has already become extremely cold and hard, and the thermal insulation effect has been greatly reduced...
This aunt was originally a landlady in Ningzhou. She didn't have any other skills. She just relied on the few pieces of land left by her parents and some small investments to rent out a few large houses. She could earn a living in a month. With a rent income of 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, her life is quite comfortable. In her street, she is almost like a wealthy person, and everyone calls her "Sister Mei" whenever they meet.
But it’s completely different now. This aunt’s house has long been destroyed, and she has lost everything. Even her dependent daughter was secretly abducted by a group of scum and has never been heard from again. Damn it. Yes, her daughter is only twelve or thirteen years old and has just graduated from elementary school...
So from then on, she decisively used mud and black powder to make herself extremely embarrassed. She also cut off her hair and shaved her eyebrows. She looked like a man. Fortunately, from then on, she never had a lot of fun. A dirty man would look her in the eye.
"You can't... You really can't. You'd better use it yourself. You've been coughing all night. You must have caught a cold while looking for things in the ruins last night. Look, your face has turned pale. Maybe you have a fever and a cold. You can't. If you get cold again..." The old man shook his head quickly, unwilling to accept the aunt's help.
He was desperate. He had run out of ammunition and food in the past few days, and the army did not distribute any more relief food. Even if some biscuits, candies, and egg yolk pies were occasionally found in the ruins, it was enough to satisfy the hungry. Two days ago, he had a fellow starving fellow. He dug out a large piece of packaged cut cake from the ruins. It had already been soaked by the rain and turned moldy, but he was still extremely happy.
Before he had time to eat, he was robbed by a group of homeless people passing by. The hungry fellows tried their best to save the cake, but in the end they were unable to fight with their fists. He was stabbed to death by the refugees with a knife and fell in a pool of blood. A large piece of spoiled cake was also snatched away abruptly...
And here is close to the Yongjiang River. From time to time, several hungry companions will run into the Yongjiang River in an attempt to catch fish and shrimps. Although they occasionally catch fish, most of the time they never return, because there are a large number of fish in the Yongjiang River. There are blood-sucking insects and water branch insects, as well as some water-type corpse crickets and large earthworms. Once you get into the water, you will be greeted by hundreds of insects that will bite off every piece of your flesh and every drop of blood. It is quite dangerous even if you are close to the water. Those water-yin dragons that are thirty or forty meters long and look like dragons are not vegetarians. They jump out of the water and swallow people in one mouthful!
"It's okay. My face is always so pale. Look, I don't have a fever at all..."
As soon as the aunt said this, she immediately covered her chest with a weird look on her face, as if she was about to vomit, but since she hadn't eaten much for two days, she didn't vomit anything except the smelly yellow bile water and saliva. …
"Don't be brave, let me show you... When I was young, I also learned some medical skills..."
As he spoke, the poor old man, who was almost frozen, wriggled his legs with difficulty, crawled to the side of the aunt, stretched out his hand, put his fingers on her wrist, half-squinted his eyes, but the next moment he smiled bitterly, full of joy. Face was surprised and said: "Ah Cao... you are, you are pregnant! It's already been two months..."
Hearing the news, the aunt was so frightened that goosebumps appeared all over her body. Her eyes were wide open, as if she was stupid. She shook her head in pain and whispered: "No wonder... No wonder... I was raped by them..."
The aunt remembered the extremely terrible past and closed her eyes in pain, with cold tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
In the entire kennel, more than a dozen companions fell silent after hearing the news. They all knew that the aunt's husband had died long ago, and even the daughter was abducted by a group of men... and it happened that the aunt was pregnant. Two months, so no need to ask, she must have been conceived while on the run. As for whether she was raped or coerced, it's unclear. I'm afraid this aunt doesn't even remember who the father is in her belly.
The end of the world, the end of the world, what happened to this world
The aunt is already in her forties and a MILF, so why would someone still extend their claws to her
(To be continued