Vol 7 Chapter 58: People forgotten by the world

What kind of person is that, Si Fan never thought of seeing such a person from a film and television work, or from outside the photo.
They are skinny, they don't have much meat on their faces, and they lie outside the vole's hole with longing eyes.
People in other cities are usually scared. The scared voles have become a delicious dish that makes them rejoicing. As long as they can catch a voles, they will not be hungry today. Their bodies are full of mud and eyes. Empty, there is no ambition, their only ambition is to eat a full meal tonight, as for tomorrow time, they never think about it.
That voles is their dream.
That's it. Dreams belong to people who can eat their full stomachs. When their stomachs are not full, their dreams are broken.
Far across the shore, Si Fan was sitting in a wheat field. The ground was very soft. He sat down on the and didn't know how much wheat. Si Fan, who didn't care much, seemed to be sitting on the wheat. Pounding my own hurts, and life is so nonsense. I just sat there feeling nothing, as if everything had nothing to do with myself.
Now seeing the child in the distance, the thin, thin figure, like an arm like a reed rod, may break at any time.
He didn't pay attention to anything. It didn't matter that Si Fan was sitting on the bank of the river and crushed a piece of wheat seedlings. It wasn't his. He didn't dare to come, just wanted to grab the food in front of him.
Sifan who sat down looked at the opposite child carefully. He wanted to sit up, but after thinking about it, he was still sitting. After all, the damaged wheat field was already broken.
The people on the opposite side did not have enough food, but the wheat field on this side was only a small part. A large amount of land is still grassland and has not been used.
It ’s not that they do n’t want to use it, but they do n’t have this ability. Everything on the opposite Xiaotupo shows what is going on here. They even have problems eating. This Tupo may be his biggest gain in recent days. Several possible voles were their target.
Don't look at the little guy who is lean and more patient than the average person. He seems to be an old hunter with years of experience and has a wealth of experience. This is how to wait quietly for the emergence of prey.
It seems that it is the favor of heaven, or it may be that his waiting has worked.
A little sound came from the mouth of the cave, and that was the voice of the voles inside.
With a voice on his face, with a happy look, he hung a tattered net bag around the hole and tied a knot.
I don't know what the knot was, and then buried it completely. Behind him was a bucket that was supposed to have been broken. It was burned with fire underneath and then blocked with a soft plastic bag.
It seems to work now, but the quality has dropped too much, so he filled this bucket with half a bucket of water and poured it into a cave next to it.
It is said that the cunning rabbits have three holes, and the mice are not honestly just one hole, they have many holes.
After the skinny boy found several holes, they were all blocked, so that there was only one hole in the net bag and another hole near the river.
Suddenly the guy was holding the bucket and wanted to use all his strength to rush the water quickly.
Si Fan believes that this little child is taking out the strength of his whole body. His dry and thin body cannot burst out too much strength. There are not many strengths in just three or four buckets of water. Lying slowly on the stream.
He is already poor in donkey skills, but the cave has indeed been washed in by water, and the mouth of the cave has been desperately covered by him.
Just a few meters across the Xiaohegou, Si Fan had heard the vole screaming terribly, and a furry figure rushed out of the net bag.
When there was movement in the net bag, the child tried to pounce in that direction as if it were a cheetah.
Seven or eight voles were caught and inside the net bag.
The little boy didn't have time to think about anything else. He grabbed the bottom of the net bag, held a stone and smashed at them.
What the is cute, what funny is cute, in his eyes this is a delicious meal, maybe some food can be exchanged. This is meat, but it's got fat in it.
He stunned all the voles, even if they were dead, and smashed them with stones. Then he took his own broken bucket, put all the voles in it, put a lid on it, and finally used a thin rope. All tied up.
Is this his best harvest?
Of course not, but this is a field mouse, they are a mouse and it is inevitable that they have a habit of stealing things.
Not all of these things can be eaten, and they also have the habit of hiding in winter. Although it is not yet autumn and it is summer, there will still be gains. The little guy worked hard with a broken shovel Constantly digging.
After a while, you can see the mouse nest below.
He took out a little grain from it.
That ’s really a little bit, but a little bit in Si Fan ’s eyes is estimated to be a few kilograms. On the Huaxia side, the food that can be earned for half an hour is more important than the sky in the eyes of this child , UU reading books www. uukanshu.com he treasured these foods in another pocket and was very careful.
After all was done in the end, he patted his chest, seemingly relieved.
The dried-up body had been shot in one shot, and the loose clothes had been taken more closely, and he could see that he didn't have much flesh at all.
The stunted body must be deficient in calcium, so his bones are extremely small, as if they could be broken gently.
Compared to those officials' sturdy bodies, he is a reed stick, but began to catch field voles in the field to make ends meet.
On the other side, Si Fan looked at the portable food he was carrying. There were several energy bars. This thing was usually used to replenish energy. There were two portable self-heating hot pots in the bag. It's even simpler. It's for lunch.
To Si Fan, these things are not particularly precious, but to that child, they may be invaluable.
He really couldn't let the child sitting here eating hot pot and watching the other child starve.
I looked at the child on the opposite side, and I patted myself that my stomach had dried up.
"I still don't have lunch. Go back and eat. He needs these rations even more." Si Fan whispered.
He took a look at his bag, and finally took out a paper bag from the inside. There was really no plastic bag on his body. He stuffed everything he could carry with him and looked at the other side.
"Hey!" Growled loudly.
The child was like a bird frightened by a bow and wanted to run away quickly.
At this time, Si Fan had already thrown away his paper bag.
He believes that this clever kid should know what it is to look at these.
Even if it is risky.