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An Yi shook his head and said calmly: "Maybe it would be better if he was sold."

Yinyin was stunned for a moment, feeling a little chilly in her heart. What kind of situation would make her feel better about being sold.

Her hands tightened, regretting asking him this.

Those days are probably something he doesn't want to think about again.

"At that time, many people had no food to eat, so how could they buy another mouth?"

"Those people really ceased to be human unless they were extremely hungry."

"They eat children and old people as food."

An's eyes dimmed for a moment, he was their family's backup food.

That night, he heard his parents whispering next door.

He should have been asleep, but that day he only drank two drops of water and ate nothing.

At night I was woken up by hunger.

Then he heard the shocking words of his parents.

"There is nothing left in the family now," his father said.

"I originally thought about selling my children like others."

"But I walked around the streets today and no one wanted it at all."

Only then did An Yi realize why his father had dragged him on the street all day today, knocking on the door constantly and refusing to let him follow.

He said he was asking for food.

It turned out that he was asking if anyone was willing to buy him.

It's a pity that no one wants to buy him.

Then he heard his mother's voice: "What should we do now?"

"How can we afford to feed our family with so many mouths?"

"The boss can't sell it. He used to be able to do more work at home, but now it's redundant when everyone can't eat."

When little An Yi heard his mother say these words, he had no disturbance in his heart, and he didn't even feel that something was wrong.

After so many years of training, he has already become completely accustomed to such a life.

But what he heard the next moment made him feel cold all over.

Then his father's voice sounded from next door: "Have you heard about Old Liu from the next village?"

His mother immediately answered: "Are you talking about the old Liu with the pockmarked face?"

The other party hummed softly: "That's him."

"I saw him eating meat this afternoon. Not only did he eat meat, he also had extra meat to exchange for food."

"Do you know where his meat comes from?"

An Yi's mother was immediately surprised and asked: "Where did he get the meat?"

"I remember that his family was a little poorer than ours. Before this disaster year, life was very tight."

"Let alone now, how could he have meat? He might have done something shameful."

An Yi's father immediately replied: "My enemy, you are right, you just did something shameful."

"His wife is missing."

An Niang was immediately surprised and said, "He sold his wife?"

"But his wife is a bit stupid. If the boss of our family can't sell it, how can his wife sell it?"

The night was dark and it was extremely quiet.

Yami lay on his side with his younger brother and sister.

His parents' voices were not loud, but he heard them clearly.

He clearly heard his father say in an understatement: "That stupid wife just gave it to others, and no one wants it, so how can she sell it?"

His mother's voice was filled with confusion: "Then where does his meat come from?"

Then her mother was silent for a moment and said in shock: "You mean the meat he eats is his stupid wife?"

An Yi didn't hear his father's response, but he could almost guess what his father's reaction was at this time.

He probably nodded silently.

Then he heard his mother ask: "Daddy, do you mean you want the boss to..."

"This is not allowed, how can we eat people!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a scolding voice sounded: "Keep your voice down."

"Why not? Can you survive in such a day without eating people?"

"Not to mention our family, there are several families who have done this."

"Do you think the little girl next door hasn't come out for a few days?"

"What do you think is going on!"

"If you want to survive in this world, this is the only way."

"We can't all die."

The young An'ichi shivered and huddled up, feeling scared and cold.

He never imagined that his father actually had such thoughts, and he could accept it even if he sold him.

His father also had the idea of ​​selling him at first, but no one bought him.

After that, there was no movement next door, but An Yi couldn't fall asleep, so he kept his eyes open until dawn.

The next day, his eyes were bloodshot and he ran to Xiaoya's house, where his father said he used to play in the mud in the yard.

Just as his father said, Xiaoya disappeared.

An Yi didn't know why, but there was a strong voice in his heart.

Find Xiaoya.

Maybe if he found Xiaoya, he could convince himself that people wouldn't eat people.

Or maybe he could use this as a reason to tell his father that Xiaoya was not eaten and asked them not to eat him either.

But An Yi searched for a long time but couldn't find Xiaoya.

He was extremely frustrated, but he didn't give up.

Finally, before Xiaoya's parents came back, he found Xiaoya in the room.

Xiaoya is in a big tank.

No, it should be said that her head was in a big vat. Her eyes were tightly closed, her face was pale, and her lips were black and blue.

It was as if he had lost his breath.

An Yi stepped forward, wanting to take a closer look at Xiaoya.

He didn't know why, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaoya died, but she was not killed by her parents.

But when he got closer, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

The little girl in the tank was completely naked. Half of her body was intact, and only some bones were left in the other half.

The flesh on the white bones had been picked cleanly, and he thought that in a few days, not even the bones would be left.

An Yi didn't know how he got back. As soon as he got home, his mother scolded her, "You little beast, where did you go to be lazy?"

"All I do is be lazy all day long. It's a waste of money to raise you, a waste of food!"

An Yi ignored her words and returned to the room in a daze. He curled up into a ball and his mind was filled with the words he heard at night.

He didn't come out until the evening, but this was just what his parents wanted. There was nothing to eat, so his absence would leave them with an extra mouthful of soup.

That night he heard his parents talking again: "We can't hold on any longer."

"Are we really going to take action?"

"Although we don't like the boss, he is still a human being."

"We are killing people."

Later, An Yi stopped listening, and he didn't dare to listen anymore.

The next day, he looked at his parents carefully, knowing that they were about to take action.

He didn't want to die, he had no choice but to escape.

But people can't always see the final result and won't give up.

That's what Anichi was like, he thought while thinking that he should leave.