An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

"Get up, hurry up and get up, it's time to eat."

A vicious old woman's voice sounded outside the small dark room. The voice was hoarse and harsh, like a sharp knife cutting through the original silence.

Along with this sound, the people in the small dark room began to make a collective commotion. The noise, footsteps, and whispers intertwined together, waking up Jing Chunxi, Xiaoman, and Xiaotianbao.

They opened their eyes, but it was still a little dark. The air was filled with the smell of dampness, rottenness, feces and urine. The three of them couldn't help but frown.

As soon as they heard the call, everyone stood up and rushed to the door like ignited gunpowder.

Jing Chunxi looked around and realized that except for her, Xiaoman and Xiaotianbao, there was also a beggar who was captured together and was still tied up with his hands and feet unable to move, while everyone else's hands and feet were free.

The thick wooden door was opened from the outside, letting in a faint light. There was also a wooden fence on the door that was closed from top to bottom, separating them from the outside.

The food was handed in by the old woman from outside the fence. Everyone crowded together, scrambling to get the food, fearing that if they were slow, they would miss out.

"Give it to me, give it to me." Someone shouted in front, his voice full of urgency and greed.

"I'm hungry! Give me one more!" Another person responded unwillingly, with a tearful tone in his voice.

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"What the hell are you thinking about? It's good enough to have something to eat, but you still want more? Once you've got it, get out of the way and get out of the way."

An angry roar rang out, followed by a knocking sound and a muffled groan, and then a scream, as if someone had been hit on the head by something. Jing Chunxi's heart sank suddenly, and the little sweet baby next to him finally showed fear and uneasiness, and finally behaved a little bit like a person of his age.

Those who ran fast got the food, and some started to walk back. They stuffed the food into their mouths without thinking, obviously they were very hungry.

Jing Chunxi saw clearly this time that almost everyone was holding a black bun the size of an egg in one hand and a broken bowl with only a few sips of sweet potato soup in the other. Together, they could finish the two in three or four bites.

It was obvious that they were extremely hungry and could only wolf down the hard-to-swallow food.

Xiao Man began to play the victim: "Uncle, please be kind and help me untie my hands. My hands are almost broken." His voice was crying, his eyes were full of expectation, and tears began to flow down his dirty face again, which was horrible to look at.

An elderly man, returning from a food delivery, glanced at them but made no move to crouch down and help. He shouted, "Hurry up and untie these kids! They look almost dead! They should be thrown into a mass grave. What bad luck!"

He was shouting at the people outside the fence, so how could anyone listen? The three of them felt a chill in their hearts, and their expectations of this uncle were instantly shattered.

"Uncle, you're such a jerk!" Jin Chunxi cursed in his heart.

Next, among the people who came over one after another, none of them had good intentions. Everyone was busy grabbing food, so who had the time to care about them?

After a long time, a pair of brothers who had come here supporting each other came back. There were not many people left in the queue behind them.

The two brothers were dressed reasonably well, their fine cotton clothes bare of a patch. Both were thin, one about seven or eight, the other about ten. The ten-year-old boy had just been hit on the head, and blood was still dripping from the ends of his hair. The blood streamed down his forehead, staining his cheeks red. He frowned, looking pained, but he clutched the black bun and broken bowl tightly.

Seeing Jing Chunxi and Xiaoman staring at the food in his hands, the younger one glared at Xiaoman, but still kindly urged: "Why don't you go and get it quickly, there's nothing left!" There was a hint of impatience and irritation in his voice, but you could also see his desire for food.

"Little brother, our hands and feet are still tied and we can't walk!" Jing Chunxi looked at the two brothers with expectation and a pitiful look, hoping that they could help.

Xiaoman also looked frustrated. She licked her cracked lips and said, "Brothers, please help us untie it! My hands are bleeding." Then she turned her back, hoping that they would see the marks on her wrists and arouse their sympathy.

"Big brother, Tianbao is so hungry!" There was another sweet and sticky baby voice beside him, so sweet that it made people's pores shrink, and no one could resist it. There was a hint of crying in the little Tianbao's voice, and her eyes were full of expectation and desire, making people unable to refuse.

Jing Chunxi and Xiao Man looked at each other, feeling helpless. In this difficult time, they could only rely on their pitiful appearance to win the sympathy of others, and even had to rely on Xiao Tianbao's help.

Their miserable state really attracted the attention of the two brothers. The younger one, in particular, focused his eyes on the little sweet boy and couldn't take his eyes off him.

He pulled at his brother beside him, and then both of them stopped moving.

The older boy already had two black steamed buns in his hands, while the younger boy held only a broken bowl with a missing corner. Seeing that his older brother didn't try to stop him or leave, he quickly finished the sweet potato soup in the bowl, placed the empty bowl on the straw beside him, and knelt down before the little sweet boy.

Little Sweetie used her advantage wisely: "Little brother is so nice, even better than my big brother and second brother."

The little boy was inspired by his success. He used his hands and mouth to untie the rope on Tianbao's hands, and it took a lot of effort to untie it. The rope on Tianbao's feet was a little loose, but he and Tianbao worked together, and the rope was quickly untied without much effort.

Xiao Tianbao's hands and feet were finally free. She rubbed her wrists and smiled with gratitude.

Just when Xiaoman thought it was his turn, the little boy suddenly stood up, seemingly without any intention of helping. He pulled his older brother away without hesitation. Xiaoman's heart sank, and he felt lost and helpless.

"Big brother, please be kind and help big sister. Tianbao has no strength!" The voice of little Tianbao once again made the two boys stop.

He looked at Jing Chunxi, who was standing beside Tianbao. This time, the little boy didn't hesitate and knelt down again. He simply untied the rope from Jing Chunxi's hand, threw it aside, picked up the empty bowl at his feet, and stood up. The two brothers really left, and this time they didn't look back.

Even so, Jing Chunxi still sincerely said "thank you" to their backs.

She was still grateful in her heart. Although they did not help Xiaoman untie her hands and feet, at least they had helped her and Xiaotianbao, and the ropes on their feet could be untied by themselves.

"Tianbao, don't worry about your sister. Go and get the food quickly, otherwise you will go hungry." Jing Chunxi pushed little Tianbao and urged him while untying the ropes on his feet.

Food is important, we can’t let our little sweetie go hungry.

"No, it's disgusting!" The little girl pouted and pretended to cover her nose with her hands, looking down on the food in other people's hands.

She stretched her short legs and arms a few times, then knelt down and rushed over to help Jing Chunxi. Although the little sweet baby's movements were clumsy, it was obvious that she cared about Jing Chunxi. She must have been well-educated.

Xiao Man was speechless and stunned, feeling abandoned. He looked at Jing Chunxi and Xiao Tianbao busying around, feeling helpless. He sighed and decided to wait for the young lady to untie the rope before coming to help him.

Finally, Jing Chunxi freed Xiaoman's hands and feet. She winked and told Xiaoman to run towards the wooden fence.

At this time, the woman who was distributing the food had stood up, and the two buckets in front of her were filled with empty bowls that had been collected.

She tapped the wooden barrel with her spoon, making a crisp sound, and then said, "Lazy people, you shouldn't eat."

After saying that, he picked up the wooden barrel and left.

Those who were still chewing the black steamed buns looked at the three of them with eyes. Some were gloating; some had a hint of pity in their eyes, but most of them looked indifferent and indifferent, and some didn't even look at them.

The uncle who had spoken just now swallowed the last bite of his black steamed bun, glanced at them, and then said loudly: "Look at you, you won't die if you skip a meal."

His words made Jing Chunxi and the other two feel a chill in their hearts, and any remaining trace of gratitude in their hearts disappeared completely.