Chapter 1284: When the pig is raising

"Come, eat."
He gave the bun to the fool.
The idiot smiled stupidly, and put the bun in his mouth and bit it desperately, fearing that others would him, but also a little bit less than choking himself to death.
The old coachman took a bite when he saw his delicious food.
Sure enough, it's like this when people are hungry.
I just don’t know if that little lady can also eat such buns?
It was another place where the wind seemed to be blowing everywhere. Those winds always felt like they would take away all their heat.
"Xiao Qing, I'm cold," Xiao Huang shrank and moved towards Xiao Qing, and San Yue's body also shrank.
"Come in March."
Xiaoqing stretched out his hand to San Yue, "When we are together, it is not so cold anymore."
Sanyue also moved forward, and her face was white. What blood was missing?
And here, each of them was wrapped with cotton cloth on their wrists, and the blood stains oozing out could be seen on the cotton cloth.
Sure enough, these people are raising people like them as pigs, and they are fattened, not for cutting meat, but for bleeding.
"It's okay."
Xiaoqing comforted them, "It's just that some blood has been shed, and you will be able to raise them if you eat more."
"How did you know?" Xiao Huang's crying eyes were swollen, painful and scared.
"It should be like this."
In fact, Xiaoqing didn't know if it would be like this, but it should be like this, maybe she had been bled before, that is, she ate and ate like this, just like that.
"It's still meat buns, we haven't eaten them yet."
Xiaoqing took a bite of the meat buns in his hand, "Even if they really raise us like pigs, we will always fatten ourselves."
"Fat, then will you be killed?"
Xiao Huang also took a bite. Why these steamed buns are so hard to swallow? This is the first time she ate meat steamed steamed buns since she grew up. It turns out that steamed steamed steamed buns tasted like this, but why didn't she feel that delicious? Yes, it seems that the previous Wo Rong Tou at home is better than this.
What kind of steamed stuffed buns are these? They are obviously made out of their blood.
Can I still eat it?
Xiaoqing took another bite of the bun.
"Being thin will only die faster."
She stretched out her hand and straightened Xiao Huang's hair. The girl's, no matter where it is, must be clean and tidy.
Xiao Huang also choked, and then took a bite of the steamed bun to eat. She cried while eating, and San Yue was already crying there.
"Xiaoqing, do you hurt?"
Xiao Huang asked in a low voice.
"pain."
Xiaoqing raised his wrist, I would rather feel pain than death.
"As long as we live, there is always hope, as long as we live, we can definitely go out."
"can you?"
When Xiao Huang first came, she had the same idea. When she had made some money, she would return home, no matter how poor the family was, it would still be family.
But now she, she dreamed that she was going back last night, until she opened her eyes, she knew she was dreaming.
How could she go back, even if she did, she was afraid that her ghost would go back.
Xiaoqing leaned his back back, "As long as you live, you can go back. If you die, you can only be here as flower fertilizer, are you willing?"
Xiao Huang shook his head quickly, "I don't want to be a flower fertilizer, even if I am a fertilizer, I also want to be a food fertilizer in our home."
"What's the use of planting these flowers, and can't eat or drink?"
"But it can sell silver."
Xiaoqing put her injured wrist on her leg. In fact, some of them couldn't look directly at these injuries. She hated others' blood.
She didn’t know why she didn’t like to come out in any way, but she thought that everyone was the same. They were raised by their parents, and each one was a flesh and blood body, so they could take away the blood of others. Meat.
Xiao Huang took another bite of the steamed buns. After eating it, she found it was strange and not tasty. She never wanted to eat meat steamed buns anymore, especially after they had just been drained of blood. It's for them meat buns.
If you can eat this, you will have indigestion. People who can eat like her feel a little choked.
"Xiaoqing, what do you say they want to use our blood for?"
Xiao Huang asked in a low voice, "I've heard people say before that some women in this big family want to drink young women's blood, saying that they can keep their youth forever."
"It's young and beautiful, green and tender."
Xiaoqing reminded Xiaohuang that all of them are as long as they were hung from a tree with a crooked neck. 80% of them were born to their mothers when they were reborn. They did not give birth to them, or they would They accidentally fell on the ground, and their faces touched the ground first. Otherwise, why are others long and upright, but they are not good-looking at all.
When Xiao Huang heard Xiao Qing say this, he couldn't even catch a word.
This is also the fact that so many young and beautiful people don't want them, why do they have to be like this, aren't they afraid that the more they drink, the uglier they become?
"Then what do they want to do?"
Xiao Huang doesn't want to eat steamed buns anymore. She is so edible, there are still people who don't want to eat. She never dreamed of it before.
"they……"
Xiao Qing looked into the distance. On the big tree, there were already many withered leaves, as if winter was coming.
It seems that I still smell the faint floral scent, but that kind of floral scent is familiar.
"They should be..."
"Make spices."
"what did you say?"
Xiao Huang did not hear clearly.
"Nothing, eat your buns."
Xiaoqing used an uninjured hand to stuff the bun into her mouth.
"Eat more, talk less, save energy. We are in the wolf pile now. If we don't have a good body, we will wait for the wolves to tear you apart."
Xiao Huang's eyes widened, and he quickly took a bite of the steamed bun, and he ate the steamed bun by himself with one hand, and pushed the steamed bun into San Yue's mouth vigorously.
March is the youngest of their Qingdian not to take March. What else can they do without taking care of them?
This is a wolf's den. If it is not done well, there will be no bones to be chewed.
Xiao Qing took out another bun and split it in two from the middle. She gave half to Xiao Huang and half to March.
Xiao Huang's unceremoniously gobbled it down. No matter it was unpalatable, it was also a steamed bun. No matter it was difficult to swallow, it was to be eaten, not to mention that it was really not that unpalatable.
After thinking about it, it doesn't seem to be uncomfortable anymore.
"Eat more to replenish blood."
Xiaoqing sat there, hiding his wrists, which idiot invented the use of blood to make spices?
"Snee..."