Not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns [Douluo Dalu]

In the smoke-filled, desolate ruins, suddenly a withered hand stretched out from the stacked corpses, and then there was another rustling sound...

"Han Mu, who is this person? There are so many wars now, don't come back with a disaster, it will harm the whole village!" A skinny man looked at the person on Han Mu's back and looked around. All around, a pair of convex eyes on Cai Huang's skin rolled several times and shouted in a low voice.

Han Mu smiled naively, "Er Gou, I went into the forest to look for food, and I happened to see this little guy lying there. He was so pitiful because he was still a child. I thought if I left him alone, I would be afraid of retribution."

When Ergou heard this, he snorted: "Retribution? Bah! I can't even eat enough. If I add another one, they will all starve to death before retribution comes. Hurry, throw this little disaster star away!"

Han Mu lowered his head, showing some reluctance, and murmured: "I gave him my food, so it's okay."

"Okay, if you don't want to eat, then you won't eat. Don't expect me to share it with you. It's just a small amount of dry food. I don't think you can survive even if you eat it."

Ergou couldn't help but turned around and walked away angrily.

"Hey, Ergou!" Han Mu quickly chased after the man on his back.

Han Mu carried the person on his back into a cramped little mud house, put the person on his back on the stove, picked up the oilcloth and stooped out of the room, sat at the broken wooden table, and scooped some food from the earthen jar under the table. He handed a bowl of water to Ergou: "Ergou, weren't we saved by Sanniang like this before? I also saw that the little guy was pitiful, so I carried him back and wanted to give him porridge. If he survived, it would be a fate. He couldn't survive. , buried on the spot, I feel at ease."

Ergou was silent for a long time, then nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Han Mu smiled heartily and patted Ergou on the shoulder, "Good brother, I know you are the most kind-hearted!"

Ergou brushed Han Mu's hand away in disgust, jumped away and shouted, "I'll talk about this first. You can take care of his food and sleep. Don't drag me with you. I can't take care of it."

Ergou walked out of the mud house and didn't know what he was doing. Han Mu looked at Ergou's back and kept giggling.

Han Mu walked into the inner room, fed the man on the stove some water, covered him with a quilt, and muttered a little at a loss: "What's next? Cook some porridge for him to eat, but I have been saving rice for a long time. Sanniang! What should I do? I don’t have money to hire Dr. Liu..."

Suddenly, a voice called "Han Mu!" came from outside the house. Han Mu was startled and turned around and said, "Sanniang, I'm here."

Han Mu helped Sanniang back to the house. Sanniang sat down tremblingly, patted Han Mu and said softly: "Han Mu, I just heard Ergou say that you picked up a person, you, Just be kind-hearted, Sanniang has some rice here, cook it quietly for that person to eat, don't let Ergou see it."

Saying that, Sanniang took out a fist-sized bag of rice from her lapel and stuffed it into Han Mu's hand, crying sadly: "It's a poor baby too! Han Mu helped me go and see the poor baby." "

Han Mu looked at the bag of rice and quickly stuffed it back into Sanniang's hands. He hid his hands behind his back and shouted anxiously: "Sanniang, you can eat it by yourself. Eating a little rice these days is even harder than reaching the sky." , I don’t know how many months I have to eat tree bark to save this little rice. By the way, Sanniang, I have some rice here, you can take it and eat it too.”

Han Mu, that rough man, took out an earthenware jar from under the table and stuffed it into Sanniang's arms.

Sanniang was made to cry by this, "You and Ergou are the only ones who care about my life and death. I am not even willing to give some water to my old woman to lick her mouth. This, this It's all for that poor kid. I, Sanniang, have lived enough, and I don't want to drag you two down anymore. Alas!" He put the bag and the jar of rice on the table.

"Hmph, Sanniang, that's not okay. Why should you give it to that dying thing? Han Mu and I gave it to you. Just go home and cook it." At this time, Ergou left from outside. He came in, picked up all the rice on the table, and walked out greedily for Sanniang, shouting: "Sanniang, let's go, Ergou will take you back. You remember, this rice, don't If your son and shrewish wife find out, if you secretly cook a few meals, your illness will definitely be cured."

In the evening, Ergou came into the house cursing from outside. He saw Han Mu sitting at the table and said to him: "That shrew really deserves to die. She even kicked Sanniang out. Even her son is a It’s useless, I’m afraid that his wife actually helped the shrew to drive his own mother out. Fortunately, Cuihua’s mother is willing to let Sanniang stay with her for a while, otherwise Sanniang wouldn’t know what to do.”

After hearing this, Han Mu lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Is Sanniang okay?"

"Of course it's not good, it's all given by my son." Halfway through, Ergou noticed something was wrong with Han Mu. He sighed, patted Han Mu, and said in a stiff tone: "Here, Sanniang said, she can't eat that much." Domi, give these to that guy."

Han Mu took the rice without saying anything and was about to go into the kitchen to cook it. Suddenly he looked back at Ergou and said, "Ergou, that man is really pitiful, just like us in the past." After that, he went into the kitchen.

After hearing this, Ergou went into the inner room and looked at the man. He suddenly muttered to the man: "There are so many people like that in the world. No matter how pitiful they are, can you save every one of them? You are such a stupid man." Then he turned around and left the inner room.

He didn't realize that just when he left the inner room, there was a slight noise from the stove, and then silence, as if the ethereal sound was just an illusion.

"It's scalding, it's scalding me to death!" As soon as Han Mu walked into the inner room, he quickly put the bowl down beside the stove, pinched his earlobes with both hands, and when his hands no longer hurt, he carefully helped the man up. His light body made Han Mu He didn't think he was holding a feather.

He fed the porridge to the man with immature movements, saying it was porridge. He took out the first spoonful and counted the grains of rice clearly. In this way, Han Mu kept grinding for nearly half an hour before getting the rice into the bowl. Finished feeding porridge.

Han Mu laid the man down, covered him with a quilt, then took the bowl and went out of the inner room.

When the two dogs saw each other, they asked angrily: "Have you finished feeding?"

Han Mu responded naively: "Okay, Ergou, can I discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter?" Ergou leaned against the edge of the door with his arms folded, looking like a ruffian. Suddenly he rolled his eyes and shouted loudly: "Han Mu, don't you want to give up your bed to that damn thing, and then want to have sex with him?" Shall I sleep together?"

Han Mu smiled and nodded. Ergou exploded, jumping and shouting: "I won't do it, I won't do it."

Han Mu became anxious and pulled Ergou, "Okay, I'll lay the floor myself. Don't bark so loudly to disturb him."

Ergou had no idea, so he asked Han Mu to sleep with him.