Darkness, despair, that is endless water.

I couldn't hold anything with my hands, and I felt indescribable powerlessness, and my throat seemed to be pinching me. There was a force that pulled her down and kept sinking...

The little body seemed to be swallowed.

"No!!!"

She shouted, sat up straight, holding her neck with both hands and breathing heavily.

"Huahua, are you having a nightmare again?"

Standing in front of her was a dirty and thin girl, who was holding a small basket tightly.

He limped forward two more steps, lowered his voice and gossip:

"Look, that sweet lady is still losing her temper!

I don’t think about what kind of world it is now. If there is a place to live, God will open his eyes. She still dislikes this and that, and is not afraid of being struck by lightning!”

Hua Xiaomi ignored her complaints, just lowered her eyes halfway, not knowing what she was thinking.

Since three years ago, natural disasters have continued and wars have also begun.

The ruthless flood took countless lives, including Hua Xiaomi's family.

She has been wandering since she was eight years old, and she has not starved to death for three years. In addition to luck, she also has a little medical knowledge and a little cooking skills.

Three days ago, Hua Xiaomi was trapped in the dilapidated temple by a heavy rain.

I met a little cripple Erchun, the girl who just called her "Huahua".

The surplus grain was quickly emptied, but fortunately the rain had stopped at this time.

The wandering refugees hid in from outside intermittently. Oh, and there was also a sweet lady.

The young lady Jiaojiao had a great show. She occupied the best area here as soon as she entered the door and threw Hua Xiaomi and the others' bedding aside.

Erchun was angry and angry, but she didn't dare to come forward to argue, so she could only curse her behind her back.

A dozen people in a fleet were busy serving the beautiful lady, but she was not satisfied and kept scolding her.

Several mothers started to make a fire and started cooking.

The smell of the rice touched everyone's Five Insect Temple, and everyone also made fires to cook.

At this time, Erchun also took a small basket, put it in front of Hua Xiaomi, and said with some congratulations:

"Huahua, let's make that dry-pot toad today?"

A few days ago, she made it once, and Erchun tasted delicious.

Hua Xiaomi was also a little moved. She couldn't go out to find anything after rainstorms these two days, so she could only pick some grass from the cracks in the wall and boil water to drink. Her mouth was really slim.

Looking into the basket, there were just a few dead four-legged toads inside. She picked it out carefully and said:

"Frogs are blue in color and smooth in skin. As for toads, they may be poisoned if eaten!"

Frogs are also called frogs because their flesh is tenderer than chicken.

Hua Xiaomi cleaned her hands and started to deal with it. She peeled the frog's head, rubbed it with salt and marinated it for two quarters of an hour.

Unfortunately, she used up her homemade sauce, otherwise the marinated taste would have been better.

Take out two dried red peppers from the pocket sewn inside and chop them with a knife. Then cut off the wild vegetables such as perilla picked from Erchun and set aside.

Brush the stone pot, take out a small bottle from the cloth bag on my back, and get a little bit of it into the pot, the clear yellow liquid has a faint fragrance.

It's oil.

Start the heat under the pot and heat the oil. A strong fragrance spreads out. I quickly put the dried chili chops on it and stir-fry it with a small homemade wooden spatula.

At this time, a spicy smell mixed with oil came out, and it penetrated into the nose, slightly choking, but the saliva kept secreting from the mouth, moistening the dry and itchy throat.

After raising the heat, put the marinated frogs into the pot and stir-fry them. Then she took out another small bottle from the cloth bag and carefully added a little to it.

A gentle aroma of wine overflowed is Huadiao wine.

Then add some wild vegetables such as perilla and other food, turn them over with a wooden shovel, and the vegetables will reach the bottom of the pot to absorb oil.

Just light the dry firewood and simmer it like this.

This is how the dry pot frog was made.

Hua Xiaomi gently closed her eyes, her nose moved slightly, and the tender meat of the frog mixed with the aroma of spicy oil. In addition, there was a faint perilla smell, refreshing fragrance.

Just smelling this scent, she seemed to be full.

Although it tasted a bit heavy for the evening, Hua Xiaomi had already drunk several meals of green grass water.

Some delicious meals are just right!

"Gudu..."

I don’t know who swallowed a mouthful of water, so loud that it could be heard in the entire dilapidated temple.

Hua Xiaomi turned her head and saw that all the refugees in the ruined temple stared at the chicken meat in the pot with their eyes staring blankly.

He looked intoxicated, if... if... he could eat one bite!

This is what everyone thinks.

I was so hungry, it was very messy outside, it was just raining, and it was still chilly. Everyone wanted to stay together, eat a few bites and sleep on their stomachs.

"Gululu..."

My stomach began to sing an empty city plan, one after another, one after another.

The refugees looked straight at the chicken, while eating their leftovers without knowing the taste.

The more you eat, the harder it is, the more you eat, oh!

A few children threw away the dry cakes in their hands, lying on the ground, rolling and crying, saying that they wanted to eat meat.

Even the fast-footed kids had already run to the pot and stretched out their dirty little black hands.

"Bang!"

Erchun knocked off the little black hand that was stretching out, cursing:

"The wild cub struck by lightning dares to steal things?"

The scolding was so ugly that some parents couldn't stand it and sneered: "What's wrong with eating something for you? My child is hungry!" What's more, I haven't eaten it yet!

As soon as these words were said, Erchun was annoyed. She was not a good-looking guy, and she immediately started to scold the parents one by one.

The yelling and yelling made people feel annoying. A few big men could no longer bear it, so they stood up straight and walked towards Hua Xiaomi.

The fierce look on his face seemed to be trying his best.

Some people started to go, and more and more people stood up, targeting Hua Xiaomi - the pot of chicken next to her.

Gradually, Erchun's volume became lower. As more and more people, she shut up completely, shrank her body, and crawled behind Hua Xiaomi.

People cannot withstand stimulation. One meal, two meals, one meal, one meal, one meal, but if a delicious meal suddenly appears, who can tolerate it?

The delicious stimulation, coupled with the stimulation of Erchun's words, the greed in people's hearts suppresses reason.

Food, sex, and my father once told her that when I have a stomachache, everything has to stand aside.

In the past, she didn't understand this principle, and was once stolen from food and beaten up.

But later she learned to learn and took the initiative to give up most of the food, and the people who ate her food would not make things difficult for her anymore.

Someone sewed her clothes, some people gave her straw quilt, her stone pot, shovel, spoon and a series of seasonings.

As the saying goes, there is gain only when one gives up. If one gives up food, one gets more.

Therefore, if she had a bite of food in this dilapidated temple, she would also give Erchun a bite.

Now that there are so many refugees, she first scooped a spoonful of meat in the bowl and put it in a basket, preparing to give away all the rest in the pot.

But who knew that Erchun started to curse against others, angering most people.

Some people were ready to rub their hands, some people picked up the wooden plow and shovel, surrounded them tightly, and the closer they were.

People who are extremely hungry cannot be provoked, because they will fight with their lives if they anger!
Chapter completed!