human suffering

Chapter 805

"Master, 38, what do you mean?"

The old man was full of pride now.

"This is my wife in the 38th room. When there is a severe drought, there are many people who sell their children.

I am kind-hearted, and I just want to save more people who cannot afford to eat.

When I married 38 Niang, I used a whole bun, which was so big. "

As he spoke, the old man took out a black pancake from his dirty and hungry pocket, which was slightly bigger than a bean bun.

Well, seeing this, Cai Gen understood.

In times of disaster, hard currency is not gold and silver, but food, and human life is the first demand.

At the same time, Cai Gen also understood the reason why the uncle is so mature at the age of 28.

Cai Gen praised the old man's kindness in his heart, and asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"Master, where is this?"

The old man didn't think about it, as if it wasn't a problem at all.

"No way, ask the village chief."

"Where is the village chief?"

"No way, it's either in the front or in the back."

Cai Gen nodded silently. The answer to choose one from the other is really excellent, making you powerless to question it.

Forget it, let's look forward, if you get tired from walking, you can wait for the village chief behind.

Cai Gen quickened his pace and walked forward against the sun.

After 100 meters, Cai Gen slowed down, already dripping with sweat.

This rhythm is wrong. Could it be that I haven't eaten for a long time?
Why is it so false?
Could it be that the rejuvenation effect of Xiaochun's hoof is still on him?

No way, my current body is not wearing a divine robe.

There is no obvious feeling of hunger, mainly because of being too thirsty.

His throat was almost smoking, and Cai Gen didn't dare to move anymore. He was very dehydrated and died very quickly.

Struggling to lean against a big tree, hoping to reduce the sun exposure.

However, the top of the head is bare, the trunk is also bare, and the power of the sun has not diminished.

At this time, Cai Gen missed that long hair a little bit, no matter what color it was, it was better than the bald one.

Farming civilization, relying on the sky for food, and catching up with a severe drought, this is a human tragedy, an absolute disaster.

In this era, there should be no three-season rice and four-season rice, let alone plastic greenhouses, right?
The water conservancy system should not be perfect. If it is either drought or flood, life is difficult.

Sitting under a big tree is not a good way to enjoy the shade.

Cai Gen decided not to embarrass himself anymore, and just die of thirst here.

If I die early, is it enough for these people to have a bonfire at night?

Cai Gen, who was severely dehydrated, started to twitch again.

Suddenly, it felt like the sky was dark, and a dark cloud floated over.

Immediately afterwards, Cai Gen felt a chill on the top of his head, as if raindrops were falling.

At first Cai Gen thought it was an illusion, when the third drop of rain clearly hit his head.

OK, it's raining.

What kind of luck is this?

After a 100-year drought, it rains as soon as I come. Am I the savior?

Cai Gen tried his best to stand up, wanting to shout out to attract the attention of passers-by, hoping to share the good news quickly.

After all, when it rains, the baldy has priority for information.

He opened his mouth and yelled twice, but was unsuccessful. His throat was already hoarse due to lack of water.

Finally, when he yelled out, Cai Gen felt a burning pain in his throat.

"It's raining, finally, it's raining."

This sound was like a bolt from the blue, attracting everyone's attention.

But this look was obviously not the joy Cai Gen had expected, but looked at Cai Gen like a fool.

Who doesn't want rain?
I dream of rain.

But after 100 years, it is time to wake up from any dream.

Look, this is another crazy one.

Cai Gen felt something was wrong, why were they unhappy?

Looking up at the sky, it seemed that Cai Gen's shout had disturbed the dark clouds above his head, and he sped up and fled in desperation.

A beam of sunlight hit his head, making Cai Gen dizzy.

A hundred years of severe drought, every time there is nectar, three drops?
Are you kidding me?

In the rapid switching between great joy and great sorrow, Cai Gen completely sank.

Just say forget it, let's die, how can I be the child of destiny?
Those three drops of rain were just here to amuse myself, right?

Passers-by saw Cai Gen yelling, and then sat down lonely again, all cast sympathetic eyes.

Hey, when will this fat man die?
It's been a long time since we had a bonfire party.

After experiencing big emotional fluctuations, Cai Gen felt even thirstier, and his throat seemed to be bleeding just now.

At the dying moment of consciousness, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking past Cai Gen in a hurry.

Hold a small bag, wear a mink, a big gold chain, and a small watch.

This is so different from other people's clothes, it's so obvious that it's hard for Cai Gen not to see it.

Isn't this a fly?

Cai Gen was so excited, it was really lucky to meet familiar people in this strange place.

"Fly, what are you doing?"

The fly was on its way in a hurry, but when Cai Gen called it, it was taken aback for a moment, and then when it saw it, it was overjoyed.

"Oh, Lao Gen, I found you, I'm so anxious, why are you here?"

Why am I here?
Cai Gen's brain is not very flexible due to lack of water, and he doesn't know why he is here.

"Why are you here? Is there water?"

Cai Gen struggled to snatch the fly's small bag, and hurriedly opened it.

Two stacks of red tickets, a box of 17 yuan cigarettes, a small notebook for writing IOUs, and a fake Thief Bo lighter, but no water.

Cai Gen was disappointed and his eyes were red.

"Why don't you bring water? You bring money for nothing? Have you seen the supermarket?"

Fly stared at her small eyes, not understanding why Cai Gen was anxious.

"Water is so expensive in supermarkets. I usually rely on it and never bring my own water."

Beautiful, this definitely fits the character design of the fly.

For so many years, he has always practiced himself and abided by his principles.

Those who can rub off on others will never rub off on themselves.

"You wear a mink in this big sun, isn't it hot?"

Flies look around, big sun?hot?Have it?
"Lao Gen, is your brain frozen? Where is it hot?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, Cai Gen felt a gust of cold wind blowing by.

The original scorching sun turned into a cold winter.

On the side of the road are frozen corpses, small piles, small piles.

This scene switch is too abrupt, there is no reaction time at all.

Besides, even if he is so self-willed, can he have some refreshments, will he die if it snows in winter?

It's a trivial matter whether you freeze to death or not. It's good to eat two mouthfuls of snow to quench your thirst.

Just now, he was sweating profusely, and when the breeze blew, Cai Gen immediately became refreshed.

This is the transition in the legend, there is no excessive one, it all depends on one thought.

Seeing the anxious expression of the flies, Cai Gen regained his sobriety and began to focus on the key points.

"Brother Fly, what do you want from me?"

Seeing that Cai Gen had calmed down, the fly was no longer impatient, and expressed his needs without any psychological burden.

"Brother, it's the end of the year, and your interest should be paid.

In our business, it was popular to clear accounts years ago, otherwise it would be unlucky for the debtors in the coming year. "

(End of this chapter)