At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty

Dad needs to eat more, because Dad is the main force in plowing the fields. If he doesn’t eat salt, he will have no energy. Mother and Ma Yuan should eat less, because they are not the main force.

At that time Ma Yuan was young, and he didn't know how to endure when he was hungry, so he asked his parents for something to eat.

At that time, the parents would coax Ma Yuan with tears and say that there is no way, just bear it, just bear it.

When can bear be a head?

It seems that there is no head.

But Ma Yuan's parents didn't complain too much, they felt that they could eat something and wouldn't starve to death.

If you work harder and work harder to plow the fields, you may be able to harvest more food and keep more food, and you may be able to eat a few full meals during the holidays.

As a result, there was a military disaster in my hometown, and everything was over, even the chance to endure was gone.

Several armies were raging in their hometown, killing, looting and burning anyone they saw.

At first, he still stuttered, but after the military disaster, he lost his life.

The rich family was robbed, and there were flames and dead people everywhere. The parents died, and they died in front of his eyes.

But before he had time to collect the corpses of his parents, he was carried away by a large group of fleeing people.

He survived by luck, and walked forward with hungry steps with a group of fleeing people all day long.

Walking towards the place where the sun rises, I don’t know where I will go, and I don’t know when I will starve to death on the side of the road, just walk.

It is not easy to find something to eat, and it is even more difficult to eat it in his stomach. When he finds some food or catches fish and small animals, it is difficult for him to keep his food from being robbed.

Often someone would snatch the food he found and eat it.

Some people have a bit of conscience and will not rob Ma Yuan of the food, and occasionally there are kind-hearted people who will give him a little bit of the food they find.

With the help of these kind-hearted people, Ma Yuan survived the crisis of starvation several times.

After suffering a few losses, Ma Yuan learned to hide food, or eat it quickly after finding it, so that even if someone wanted to snatch it, it would be useless to catch him and beat him up.

When someone robbed him of food, Ma Yuan curled up his body, lay on the ground holding the food, chewing and swallowing it desperately, chewing and swallowing like a reincarnation, swallowing the food forcefully into his stomach.

That's it.

Sometimes I would choke, and a few times I almost choked to death.

But he felt that even being choked to death was better than being starved to death. Being choked to death, no matter what, he was not considered a starving ghost.

Because he still remembered that his parents had told him that no matter what, he couldn't be a starving ghost.

To this day, he often dreams of how miserable he was at that time.

I have no clothes to wear, so I can only wrap them in rags and treat them as clothes.

Without shoes, I was barefoot, and finally came out with a thick layer of calluses.

It seems that I am always walking dizzy, very weak, and have no strength. I am always hungry, and I have never been full. Those who can stutter are considered lucky.

Just walk, walk, walk.

It seems that the dirt road in front of me will never end.

People often fall forward while walking, and can't get up again.

Not a sound came out, nor did it cause any waves.

Because there are too many people like this, and it happens every day. From the initial sadness to the later numbness, everyone is used to it.

If there are relatives, howl a few times, dig a hole to bury the dead, and then go.

If there are no relatives left, and it happens that no one has extra strength, they will ignore them and continue to move forward, allowing that person to rot completely on the desolate road, or be taken away and eaten by an unknown species of wild beast .

Ma Yuan once guessed maliciously, that skinny appearance, a beast would probably curse people after eating it - bah, it's all bones, no meat at all, and it's still a human?

Maybe they're not human.

Not fit to be human.

No one will help them ants.

Death may be their only destination.

Ma Yuan didn't know when he was going to die and was taken away by an unknown beast.

But looking at his skinny appearance, he suddenly felt sad.

Because maybe his corpse is not even interested in a hungry beast, and he would curse a few times if he ate it—too thin, he couldn’t eat meat, it was all bones, what’s the point?

He felt bad.

Even beasts despise themselves, even beasts are unwilling to admit that they are human beings.

Maybe I'm not alone.

When will it die?

At that time, Ma Yuan, whose stomach was empty, often thought like this.

Will you be less hungry after you die?

He once tried to commit suicide, but gave up because he was too scared.

It was as if he wanted to commit suicide in his head, but when he wanted to act, his body stopped him. There was always something to stop him from committing suicide and not let him die.

There was a part of him that wanted to die, and a part that wanted to live.

Until one day, they wandered to an unknown place and were intercepted by a group of well-equipped soldiers.

Seeing the person with the weapon, Ma Yuan instinctively felt that he would be killed.

Even though they are so pitiful, do they still want to be killed?

Is there any value in being killed?

Is it worth killing our group of ants who have nothing, and ants who even scold wild animals for eating them?

Why kill us?

Ma Yuan wanted to escape, but he had no strength, so he cried and collapsed on the ground, waiting to be killed.

His only humble hope is not to make him feel too painful when he is killed, and hope that those who do it can do it quickly, so that he can die comfortably.

He thought he was going to die, but after waiting for a long time, Ma Yuan didn't wait for the gleaming steel knife to strike his head.

No one cried, no one howled, no one ran.

Together they were taken outside a city by that team of soldiers.

A very big city.

Someone brought them buckets of thick vegetable porridge for them to eat.

Someone arranged for them to wash their bodies with water that could not see their original skin color clearly.

Others sent them worn-out but serviceable clothes and shoes.

Ma Yuan was very surprised at the time.

Because of fear, I couldn't even move, until I couldn't bear the aroma of thick vegetable porridge, and the yelling of those officials.

"It's not poisonous, it's not to harm you, it's to save you, and it will kill you directly! Why do you give you porridge? Look, it's all porridge made from high-quality grain. General Guo gave it to you, yes, don't I'm afraid... I'll show you how to eat it! Look! It's delicious! Come and eat!"

The little official yelled like a peddler selling vegetables on the street in the market, which didn't match the official uniform he was wearing at all.

Ma Yuan can't remember the appearance of his parents, but he remembers the taste of the porridge very clearly.

Because that time he ate thick vegetable porridge and was full.

And there was salt in the porridge, salty, he had never eaten such a thick vegetable porridge, even when he was at home, he had never eaten such a tasty thick vegetable porridge.

Bowl after bowl, without chopsticks, I used my hands to push the sticky porridge into my mouth, until my eyes were straightened, and I kept licking the juice left on the wall of the bowl.

Everyone held the big bowl and kept licking and licking, feeling like everyone was a mouse.

Ma Yuan didn't remember how many bowls he ate. He seemed to have eaten a lot, but he didn't seem to have eaten a lot. He just felt that his stomach was about to explode, but his mouth couldn't stop, and he was still licking.

Fortunately, the stomach did not really explode.

The petty official was still yelling, asking them not to eat so much, be careful that they would starve themselves to death, it wasn't just this one meal, and it wasn't a meal of decapitation, what were they afraid of?

But who can listen to it?

After eating porridge and putting on clothes that he hadn't worn for a long time, Ma Yuan was surprised to hear the official in official uniform announce to them that they had been incorporated into Qingzhou household registration and would get land and houses. Live a stable life.

Many people couldn't believe it, but some officials really started to register them.

Ma Yuan was young, alone, and an orphan. When it was his turn, people in official uniforms were surprised.

Because he, an orphan at such a young age, can live without his parents.

A group of people discussed with each other for a while, and then he was led into the city by one of the officials and into a courtyard.

In the yard, there were children who had no father or mother just like him, and everyone had confusion and fear in their eyes.

Later, it was after entering the Linzi training camp.

He didn't know his name, or even his surname, but he remembered that he had a nickname of Xiao Chong, but in the Linzi training camp, he got the name Ma Yuan.

After five years of study, the happiness of eating a full meal, meeting some good friends, getting stronger and stronger, reading books, learning how to read, gaining insight, no longer being muddled, and understanding things are getting better and better. many.

He has his own views on this world, this country, and this world.

Afterwards, he was released from the Linzi training camp, joined the Mi's caravan, began to travel all over the world, and was appreciated by Guo Peng.

All the way to today.

Having a full meal and wearing warm clothes is no longer what he pursues, but the hunger of the past still appears in his dreams from time to time, which makes him sometimes feel that time and space are disordered.

Sometimes he would even wake up from his dream profusely in sweat, and after looking around for a while, he realized that he had grown up and was already an official that Guo Peng relied on, and he would never return to that endless nightmare bingo.

He would not return to the road of escape where there was no hope in sight.

Will not go back to that life again.

When sadness comes from it, he will cover his face and cry loudly, and then he will eat a thick vegetable porridge, put a lot of salt, cook the porridge thick and sticky, and eat it with big mouthfuls, crying while eating .

He wants to use this method to tell himself that everything in the past will not come back, and he will not be hungry again.

And judging by everything he's been through in his travels, things are getting better.

When he returned to Qingzhou, he went to visit the place where he was saved, and saw that the people there lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Every farmer has got his own house and land, everyone is cultivating the land, and they can get food, not to mention how good the food is, at least enough to eat.

really good.

This was already something he had dreamed of.

Today, any farmer in a Tuntian farm can have a full stomach and will not go hungry.

He will no longer see children begging their parents for food because their stomachs are not full, nor will they see parents crying silently because they cannot give their children food.

On the contrary, he often saw a group of children playing around an elderly man, who was grinning from ear to ear.

In the Tuntian Farm, when every household reaches meal time, there is always smoke from the chimneys on the roof.

The aroma of cooked food wafted in the farm, wafted, wafted, and wafted into his heart.

That fragrance.

Fragrant, his tears could not stop pouring out.

Chapter 975 Five salty thick vegetable porridge

After Ma Yuan grew up and started to travel around, every time he smelled the aroma of cooked food, he wanted to cry.

While weeping, he was thinking that if such a day came a year or two earlier, maybe his parents would not have to die, and he would be able to eat salty thick vegetable porridge.

This is the life he once dreamed of, and now, this is the real life.

He is not sure outside the Tuntian Farm, because he knows that there are still many people who do not live in the Tuntian Farm.

They were still working as serfs in the powerful manor, living a life that Ma Yuan didn't want to recall. He didn't know what the life of those serfs was like.

He could probably imagine that those people's lives would not be better than the one he remembered.