Chapter 172 (2/2)

”Elder brother, we just settled in this ancient Anhui this year. How can we expect such a situation? We just rely on this wild vegetable to endure the autumn harvest?” Yin Guangbo's brain also became active.

He planed with his hands and feet and talked at the same time.

”The people in our city can't get out. It's good for you to come and suffer by yourself.” The elder brother sighed with emotion.

”We came to look for relatives, but we didn't find them. We ran out of money, so we stayed.” Yin Guangbo lied.

”Can't people in ancient Anhui get out of the city now?” Xiao Zimu added a timely sentence.

”If the young man doesn't settle down, he should leave quickly. It's better to go anywhere than here. Our local people are not allowed to leave the city, otherwise the young man would have finished running long ago.”

”How can the government have such regulations?” Xiao Zimu picked a bigger wild vegetable and threw it into his brother's basket.

”Young people, don't take this thing seriously. In a few days, you won't be able to dig it. You can only eat bark and Guanyin soil.” Brother kindly reminded me.

Xiao Zimu was stunned when he heard the speech. Eating bark, he could imagine what guanyintu was?

He turned his eyes to Yin Guangbo.

Yin Guangbo's face was cold, frowned and asked, ”if you eat guanyintu, even if you don't starve to death, you will die in the end. This is simply drinking doves to quench your thirst.”

”At first, the big guy didn't know, but later he knew there was nothing he could do. When people are hungry to a certain extent, there are all those who change their children and eat, not to mention guanyintu.” Big brother's eyes are red and his face is full of grief.

Eat at a trade-off

Even Yin Guangbo was silly this time.

His hometown is in the rich south of the Yangtze River, and there has never been a famine.

Guanyintu just listens to others. As a conversation after dinner, he accidentally learns that he can't even think of changing his son to eat.

”The people are hungry like this. The government has set the price of rice so high that the conscience has been eaten by the dog!” Yin Guangbo looked angry, and his righteous anger was hard to calm.

”It's because of the small harvest that they collect the grain every year. When they sell it at a high price in summer, they don't care how many people will starve before the autumn harvest.” Big brother has long been used to it. There are no ups and downs on his face.

”Are you afraid that the government won't let you out of the city?” Xiao Zimu looked at the sad expression of the two people. As the name suggests, he probably knew the meaning of changing children to eat.

”In the first year, many people went to the capital, but none of them came back. Even if they were afraid, we would have died. The government didn't let us go out because we had to farm in the coming year.” The eldest brother hissed and laughed at himself.

That smile is more ugly than crying.

Xiao Zimu put all the wild vegetables in his arms into his brother's basket and pulled Yan Guangbo up. He said to his eldest brother, ”where can we live like this? Let's go to the government now.”

”Little brother, don't go. If you are lucky enough to be beaten out, you have to explain your life there.” The elder brother saw that they were motivated, turned and left, and shouted at their background.

They looked at each other, and their faces were extremely ugly.

It seems that this ancient Anhui city is not only collusive with officials and businessmen to restrict freedom, but also dare to take human lives.

Xinya saw that they came back and followed up. The three walked in the direction of the government.

”What is guanyintu? You just said you would die if you ate it?” Xiao Zimu's jade like face was also black at this time.

”I just heard from my classmates that there was a famine in their hometown. When they were hungry, people there would eat a kind of white kaolin. The soil was fine and there was not so much sand and gravel impurities. It was no big deal to eat less, so most villagers called it Guanyin soil.”

”Is there really edible soil?” Xiao Zimu thought it was ordinary soil at first.

Yin Guangbo saw that Xiao Zimu misunderstood the meaning, and then explained: ”although eating a small amount of guanyintu is not an obstacle, eating too much will dry your mouth, and once you drink water, it will expand a lot. After the expansion of guanyintu, you can't digest or excrete it at all. In the end, those who eat earth are all supported to death.”