Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Jiang Wenyan turned her head to look at the little girl who was sitting obediently on the chair. When she was about to speak, she saw the little girl take out a steamed bun bigger than her face from her messenger bag.

"Aunt, eat something so you can have strength later." Jiang Jiyun stuffed the steamed bun into her hand.

Jiang Wenyan looked at the steamed bun in surprise. "Such a big steamed bun. I may not be able to eat so much. It's too big."

"Hehe... This is made by Uncle Wenming. He said that eating three or four of them in one meal will make you full. If they are made smaller, you will need to eat ten or so." Jiang Jiyun explained to her.

"He can make steamed buns? He's just being lazy!" Jiang Wenyan found that her stomach didn't hurt yet, so she sat up, took the steamed bun and started eating.

"Aunt, how did you manage to get through that time?" Jiang Jiyun asked with concern, looking at her hands that were covered with chilblains and swollen.

Jiang Wenyan took a bite of the big steamed bun in her hand and chewed it slowly, her thoughts seeming to return to that nightmarish past.

Her eyes became empty and confused as she fell into deep memories. After a long while, she slowly spoke: "At that time, life was really worse than death..."

Jiang Jiyun sat quietly by the side, listening attentively to his aunt's story.

She could feel the pain and resentment in her aunt's words, and the descriptions sounded horrifying.

"I watched helplessly as that group of cruel devils killed your uncle. They even spared our young child! The child was pierced alive by their sharp bayonets, and then picked up and thrown out like garbage... At that moment, my heart broke into countless pieces, and I really wanted to rush up and die with them." When she said this, Jiang Wenyan's voice began to tremble, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Then, I and other women in the village were captured by those beasts and taken to their base. It was simply hell there. They tortured us in every way and used all kinds of cruel means to humiliate us. I... I really can't go on..." Jiang Wenyan covered her mouth, trying not to cry out.

Jiang Jiyun held his aunt's hand tightly, giving her a little comfort.

Jiang Wenyan took a deep breath and continued, "Later, for some unknown reason, I and several sisters from the village were pulled onto a truck and separated from the others. Along the way, we were terrified, not knowing what was waiting for us."

"After arriving in an unfamiliar place, I met a group of sisters who had suffered the same misfortune. After discussing for a while, we decided not to just sit there and wait for death."

"Since our bodies have been defiled, let's just go for it. We can use our bodies to make those devils let down their guard, and then find an opportunity to kill them for revenge. It's worth it even if we die!" Jiang Wenyan's eyes flashed with determination.

"During the day, we took turns to grind those thick wooden sticks. Our hands were covered with blisters, but no one dared to stop for a moment."

"At night, there is endless torture and fear. Every minute and every second is as hard as being in hell. It is really worse than death!"

"God helps those who work hard. We finally got the perfect opportunity. At that time, under the cover of night, we all worked together and rushed forward without hesitation. We stabbed the devils' necks with our sticks. The warm blood sprayed on my face. Only then did I feel my heart beating. We killed several devils and successfully snatched the guns from their hands."

"That thrilling night, the sisters suffered heavy casualties. I don't know how many people died that night, but I and three others were lucky enough to find a way to survive - we jumped into the river and swam to the other side with all our strength. I and three others finally escaped from the tiger's mouth. After getting ashore, after some inquiries, we learned that we were actually in Ji Province."

"After we got out of there, the four of us supported each other and fled all the way south. But who knew that this journey would be filled with dangers."

"On the way, we met a few traitors. They had evil intentions and wanted to capture us and hand us over to the devils for reward. We tried our best to kill them, but one sister died there."

"The three of us who were left relied on begging along the way to make a living and continued to move forward. Along the way, we continued to assassinate those lone Japanese soldiers and traitors who sold out their country for personal gain, and took revenge in our own way."

"It's a pity that fate has played tricks on us. Now, among the four of us who traveled together, only Sister Cuiying and I are left to rely on each other and survive until now..."

Jiang Jiyun felt a lump in his throat as he listened. Aunt Wen Yan described her experiences over the past year in just a few simple words, but the hardships she had gone through could not be expressed in words.

"I came out today to try to find a way to get rid of the meat in my stomach and to find some medicine, but I didn't expect to see you and your uncle. I didn't believe it at the time, and I followed for a long time before I was sure it was Wenming."

"Xiao Yun, could you please tell your uncle to pick up my companion? She is sick. Can you help her?" Jiang Wenyan said as her stomach started to hurt a little.

Jiang Wenming told her outside the door that he would go and pick up her sisters after she had a safe abortion.

Jiang Wenyan asked about the situation in Jiang Jiyun's mother's village. Although she knew that the two villages next to each other would not be in a much better situation than theirs, she had already given up hope that her relatives were still alive.

She didn't expect to meet her relatives today, and she also wanted to know what they had been through.

Jiang Jiyun simply told her that some of the people in the village who were massacred died that night. She and her uncle got the news and went to the northeast to look for them. God helped those who worked hard, and they finally found more than a dozen people from the tribe.

"There are only a dozen people left out of the 168 people in the village? Are my brother and sister-in-law really gone? Among the uncles and aunts, only my third uncle, sixth uncle and ninth uncle are left?" Jiang Wenyan's eyes were red. She had already put the steamed buns on the cabinet aside. She pinched the bed sheet with both hands.

Jiang Jiyun went over to help her take off her pants and put some paper under her.

"Don't waste so many things. Just find some useless rags." Jiang Wenyan said as she looked at the white paper with sweat all over her forehead.

"Aunt, paper is worthless, your health is more important. What if the rag gets infected? We can't lose another loved one." Jiang Jiyun explained.

Jiang Wenming listened to Jiang Wenyan's voice of trying hard to hold back the pain in the operating room, and his hatred towards the Japanese reached its peak. He wished he could kill them right now.

"May the Buddha bless you! May God bless you! May our ancestors bless you!" Jiang Jixue prayed with her hands folded together while looking at the fire in the stove.