Great Power Technology.

Chapter 324 Ricksh's Ending
Yindu, Punjab.

Holding an ax in his hand, Rekesh was sitting behind the courtyard door of his house, his eyes were sharply scanning the road outside the door through the crack of the door, his body was tense, and sweat was pouring down his face.

He finally knew the reason why he bought the ax at that time.

Originally, he almost didn't believe in God, but at the moment when the riot started, he suddenly felt God's care very clearly.

Yes, it was the gods who let him see the ax, and then let him buy the ax through some special inspiration, and when he himself was thinking about the use of the ax, he also vaguely realized what was about to happen crisis.

Once this sense of crisis was established, he began to urge him to make preparations. For this reason, he reinforced and raised the courtyard wall, built a basement, and taught his wife and daughter how to block the entrance from the basement and how to live in it. until the crisis is over.

Each of these tasks is extremely difficult, but it is precisely because of the belief given to him by the gods that he was able to complete all the preparations within a month, before the riot broke out completely.

And now, his preparations are about to come in handy.

Food, finished.

Wheat is sold out.

But the money has become worthless.

The price of flour has increased 8 times in just one month, and even the price of potatoes has increased 6 times. At these prices, it is still difficult to buy enough food for a day. .

Where did all the food go?

This question is the second puzzling question Ricksh has faced in the past two months. The first one is who is buying wheat.

However, now he doesn't have so much energy to think about this issue. All his attention is now on how to protect the safety of himself and his family.

In fact, he had vaguely anticipated the current situation when he first bought food, so he did not take the initiative to reveal the fact that he had food in his home in front of anyone, and his daily diet was extremely restrained, but even so, he still There is no way to stop some gossip from spreading to the outside world.

At the very beginning, he didn't know the reason for the spread of this gossip, but now, he has figured it out.

There is only one reason, that is, he did not go with other people to do those murders and arson.

Yes, when everyone around is setting fire to kill with one bite, if you are not involved, then most likely, you will be the next one to be killed.

For the sake of his wife and daughter, Rekesh had to muster up the courage to follow the crowd several times to plunder other villagers who had some food in stock, and even got some food in the early stage, but the desperate eyes of those robbed villagers made him unable to Unable to eat food calmly.

For the last time, after he witnessed the crazy villagers not only robbing the food, but also raping the other party's wife and daughter, and killing the husband and only son in front of his wife and daughter, he could no longer resist the condemnation of his conscience , finally chose to return to his home, intending to rely on the defenses built before to survive this difficult period.

Those potatoes that he snatched from other people's homes before have been buried in the soil in the yard at this moment. Maybe in a few months, he will be able to harvest a large pile of potatoes, enough to feed everyone in the other's family, but they have already There is no time to wait.

After the death of the two main laborers, the only remaining women will never be able to survive this winter—no, the winter is too far away, and they will not even be able to survive the coming week.

The animal desires of those villagers will make them die miserable.

Rekesh hammered his head in pain, and the ax in his hand was clenched more and more. The daughter behind him patted his shoulder lightly. It was this simple action that scared him so much that he almost jumped off the stool.

After calming down, Rikesh asked:
"What's wrong? Didn't I let you stay in the room?"

"It's time for me to go to school."

Daughter Geishma looked a little hesitant.

From her father's mouth, she has clearly understood the danger of the current situation, but she still can't resist the urge to go to school.

In the short two weeks at school, she has learned many words and seen many things she has never seen before, and these things can almost be said to have opened a door to a brand new world for her.

Yes, as my father said, what you see is completely different between those who have gone to school and those who have not.

This is the only chance for her, and the family she belongs to, to change her destiny, and it is also a slim hope of getting back after spending a whole year of living expenses for the whole family.

She absolutely does not want such hopes to be shattered -- even if she knows that if she goes out at this time, she may not be able to come back.

Hearing Gesma's words, Reksh's expression became even more painful.

He couldn't comfort his daughter that the chaos would pass soon, because both he and Geshma knew that such chaos would never end before the next grain harvest.

After thinking for a moment, he said:
"You can't go to school right now. Geshma, I understand what you're thinking, but now is not the time."

"You want to go to school, you want to read your books, you want to learn new things, which is fine, but you have to live first."

"The school's guards will not be stronger than ours, but the food in the school must be more than ours, so it is a dangerous place."

"After our neighbors' food has been robbed, they will start to rob the school's food—you know what happened to Uncle Omar's house, right? They won't let a little girl like you go, you understand ?"

Ge Shima wanted to say something more, but after she opened her mouth, she didn't say anything.

She just nodded obediently, then turned around and went back to the house, walked to her mother and sat down on the floor.

The fire on the simple hearth has been raised. In order to avoid the smell of the food from attracting the hungry villagers outside, they have only eaten potatoes boiled in water for many days. The only seasoning is to put them on the plate. Crushed salt and pepper.

Even if these foods are placed in the poorest areas of the country, they are indeed not considered luxury foods, but at this time, a potato, in some extreme scenarios, can even take a life.

The world has become like a purgatory.

Reksh was still staring nervously at the door. It was getting dark. His wife handed him some cold potatoes on a plate. He wolfed down one and put the other back into his wife's hand. inside.

"Eat another one, you've been sitting all day"

The wife spoke softly.

Ricksh shook his head and replied:

"No, I can't eat, I have to go out to fetch water tomorrow, I have to make myself look hungry."

However, before he could finish his words, something happened suddenly on the road outside the door that made his pupils constrict suddenly.

A group of people appeared at the end of the road, holding machetes and sticks in their hands, and they were walking towards their home.

"Go to the basement!"

Ricksh yelled anxiously.

Hearing his words, his wife immediately packed up the unfinished food and walked back. Just as she opened the secret door of the basement and was about to go down, Rekesh suddenly stopped her, and then said:

"Keep that potato and take your plates down!"

At this moment, his mind was clearer than ever. He had even imagined for a while how he would fabricate that his wife and daughter had been sent away and he was barely surviving on the food he robbed before when he was interrogated by the other party. lie.

After closing the hidden door in the basement, he swiftly used soil to make a final cover, and then sat outside the house, leaning against the wall, and began to savor the leftover potato carefully.

This potato will become part of his plan.

Halfway through eating, the noise of the crowd was already heard outside the door, and his palms were slightly sweaty, but his limp sitting posture did not change at all.

1 minutes.

He heard the sound of the neighbor's door being kicked open, the crying of a child, the screaming of a woman, and the dull sound of a stick hitting a human body.

At 5 minutes, the looting crowd erupted in cheers, followed by cursing.

Ten minutes later, the chaotic voice approached his door again.

Then, the courtyard door, which was not considered strong, was kicked open!

(End of this chapter)