Survival in the end of food

Tieta knew that Song Wenwu couldn't hide the medicine in his hand, but if he told him frankly, Song Wenwu would probably take the things away and hand them over to the public, and still refuse to treat Shuanzi.

So when I went back, I took a special detour with the monkey, rummaged through someone's house, found a bag of corn flour, and carried it back to the clothing store.

Standing outside the door, the iron tower originally wanted the monkey to go in first, so the two walked one behind the other to avoid Song Wenwu's suspicion.

The monkey walked forward obediently, but was stopped by the iron tower after two steps.

"Brother Yong?" Monkey looked back at him.

Iron Tower pondered: "Let's go in together."

They went out for nearly an hour. According to the monkey's ability, it is a bit mysterious to live outside for an hour.The two deliberately separated like this, but it seemed too deliberate and guilty.

The monkey retreated obediently and stood with the iron tower.

The two leaned on their shoulders, as if nothing had happened, they didn't talk or laugh, and walked forward with a sullen face according to the usual way of getting along, saying a word from time to time.

Walking into the store, the iron tower didn't look sideways, put the cornmeal on the table, and said, "Brother Song, I'm back."

Song Wenwu was lazily leaning against the stove, and it took a while for the damp firewood to be brought up.

But because the wood is damp, even the coals underneath are damp, and there is an obvious smell of gas inside. After staying for a long time, you should go out to breathe, otherwise you will easily get gas poisoning.

Song Wenwu was leaning tightly against the stove to keep warm, and his head was a little unclear at this moment.

"Why did you go?" Song Wenwu pressed his sore forehead.

Tieta said: "Having a headache after staying in the house for a long time, I took the monkey out to wake up. It's not a bad luck, and I also found half a bag of cornmeal."

Several pieces of steamed buns were supported by stools on the furnace wall.It is impossible to buy and eat now. Fortunately, there is white flour, but the men in the house are not skilled.There is no such thing as yeast, and even if there is, the weather is so cold, it is difficult for the dough to rise.The steamed buns they eat are very filling, except for this, because they are made of dead noodles, as big as they are put in the pot, they will be as big as they are taken out, they are as hard as turning their heads, and they can also defend themselves!

The reason for the iron tower is that they have been out for such a long time, and the reason for coming back must not be fooled.

Unexpectedly, Song Wenwu was extraordinarily talkative today, instead of asking any more questions, he took a piece of steamed bun from the stove and handed it to him.

"Are you freezing?" Song Wenwu squinted his eyes and said, "It's cold and there are few medicines. You have to take care of yourself. Now, colds are serious illnesses, so be careful."

Tieta nodded and said, "Thank you Brother Song."

Song Wenwu looked at him with half-closed eyes, half-smiling.Iron Tower's expression flickered, and he looked at him inexplicably, with a bad premonition rising in his heart.

Song Wenwu lowered his eyes and said, "Go do your work."

Iron Tower tightened the two bottles of medicine hidden in his crotch.It is obviously a good thing that Song Wenwu didn't pursue it, but he couldn't relax at all.

Tieta turned to leave, and saw the anxious face of the monkey on the side of his head, waving at him desperately, and was about to cry.

The iron tower's heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and the ominous premonition is getting deeper and stronger.

Subconsciously, he glanced sideways at Song Wenwu. Song Wenwu looked calm and smiled at him, showing his yellow teeth.

The iron tower was taken aback.

The footsteps rushed to the corner in a hurry, the monkey lay beside his ear, and said hurriedly and frightened: "Brother Yong!"

"Brother Shuanzi is gone!" the monkey said hurriedly.

There was a loud bang in the brain of the iron tower, and it was instantly empty.

He reacted for a long time before he woke up in a trance and asked, "Dead?"

He just went out for an hour and died?

The monkey shook his head slightly and said, "No, I couldn't find him."

Tieta heaved a sigh of relief, patted the back of his head with a big iron palm, and said angrily: "I can't finish talking at once, I was shocked by you."

The monkey covered his head and said aggrievedly, "I really can't find him."

Tieta said: "This place is so big, how can people not find it? Don't talk nonsense."

Then Iron Tower went looking for someone with the medicine in his pocket. The monkey looked at his back and muttered softly, "It's such a big place, so it's strange that we can't find it."

This clothing store is very confidential, with rolling doors and two heavy glass doors.Usually, it is warm in summer and warm in winter. Because of the poor air permeability, it is suitable to install air conditioners in summer, and it is difficult to turn on the stove in winter, so the heat is not easy to escape.

But there is a disadvantage, that is, the place is too small.

The clothing store has two facades, with a kitchen and a bedroom behind it.There is a small attic upstairs, but it is full of goods, cold and damp, and the floor is damp and uninhabitable.

All live in the few houses downstairs.

In less than 5 minutes, the iron tower has completed all the rooms downstairs, and carefully checked every corner.

There was no trace of an embolus, however.

Tieta stood in the middle of the room in a daze, looked into the corner of the store, remembered something, and strode upstairs to the attic.

As soon as I entered the door, a musty and rotten smell came over my nostrils.It was already night, and the room was too dark to see clearly.

Tieta stood at the head of the stairs, calling vaguely, "Shuanzi?"

He listened for a while, but there was no answer, and the surroundings were silent, only the noise from downstairs came from time to time. Comparing the two sides, the upstairs seemed lonely and deserted.

Without lights, flashlights and candles are extremely precious things.They now try to avoid going out at night, and use consumables such as flashlights and candles as much as possible.

In the dark, the iron tower groped along the wall while shouting.

"monkey."

The iron tower said to the stairs behind him: "Go downstairs and ask Song Wenwu for a firewood."

The monkey followed closely behind him, sighed, turned around and ran downstairs.Walking through the corner, I suddenly bumped into a hard chest.

The monkey's heart raised his throat, only to hear a purposely suppressed rough voice coming from the top of his head.

"Where the hell are you going in such a hurry?"

Taking advantage of the firelight in the store, the person who came was called Wang Wu, which sounded like a nickname, but it was actually a big name.There are so many children in the family that it is hard to come up with a name, so the fifth child is called the fifth child.With stubble all over his face, round eyes staring, unkempt, he looked fierce.

This person is usually careless and speaks in a rough voice. Monkey has always been a little afraid of him, and feels that his face is smug. This guy is not a good person at first glance.

The monkey said, "I, I, I will get a firewood stick."

The man sneered and said, "Looking for that brat called... Shuanzi?"

The monkey replied lazily, thinking that Shuanzi was not a brat.

"Don't look for it." Wang Wuyi said casually, "I was thrown out."

The monkey was stunned for several seconds before reacting, and slowly, slowly widened its eyes.

upstairs.

Tieta searched in the dark, calling Shuan Zi in a low voice while groping back and forth with both hands.

Although it is a limestone floor, it is very humid, cold and hard inside. After touching the iron tower on the ground for a while, the palms of the hands were covered with fine ice shards.

Song Wenwu was too merciless, if he really threw the embolus upstairs, it would be too sinful.

After all, he is a brother who has lived and suffered together for half a year. Although they don't get along well...how could he be so cruel?

The iron tower stopped and listened carefully, but there was no movement at all.

That's normal, it's not much warmer up there than outside.After being tossed like that by Song Wenwu, his whole body was covered with injuries, and maybe he even suffered a concussion.

In such a cold day, he probably passed out.

Tieta felt more and more worried, and passed out... There was no sound of breathing at all?

The iron tower cursed in a low voice, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.After finding the person, the basic medicine in his hand may have little effect... If Song Wenwu didn't check it, he should have brought all the medicine back.

The monkey has been down for a few minutes and has not yet come up.

Sitting in the dark, the iron tower moved his hand, and there was a sound of clattering plastic bags.When I touched it casually, it was nothing but the summer clothes that this family had sold before.

The iron tower waited impatiently, and called out to the bottom of the stairs, "Monkey, where the hell did you die?"

Almost immediately, there was a whispered answer from the bottom of the stairs.

"Brother Yong, come down."

This is the voice of a monkey, the iron tower frowns, and steps down the stairs in two or three steps.

"what happened?"

The monkey raised his head and said with tears all over his face, "Brother Yong, Brother Shuanzi is dead... Song Wenwu carried him out...."

Tower: "..."

Iron Tower asked him subconsciously: "Where did you carry it?"

With a look of hatred on his face, the monkey said loudly: "It's been carried out! It's been carried out! Where else can it be carried?! Are you an idiot to ask such a question! Of course it's carried outside. It's such a cold day. Brother Zi must be dead, he must be dead! It’s all your fault, it’s all your fault, are you satisfied?! Are you satisfied now?!”

I don't know how long he cried, and his sleeves were soaked.

After speaking, the monkey wiped away tears and rushed out the door with all his strength.

Song Wenwu heard the roar inside, raised his eyelids, and sat up lazily.

"So angry?"

The monkey stopped suddenly and shouted, "I hate you! I, hate, you!"

Song Wenwu was not annoyed, he was in a very good mood now, and he could reason with him slowly.

"You are still young, so you don't understand these twists and turns between adults. You said that you can still survive seeing your brother Shuanzi's appearance? Right, Brother Song is doing it for his own good, living and suffering, It's better to die well, and in the next life, maybe reincarnated in a good age, so you don't have to suffer with us."

The monkey gritted his teeth, his eyes were blood red, his mind was burned out with anger, and he was about to rush forward and fight Song Wenwu desperately with a yell!

But before he got close to Song Wenwu, a huge force grabbed his waist, and then a swift fist swung over, hitting the monkey's chin.

This punch was so hard that the monkey's jaw was raised upwards, its teeth smashed the tip of its tongue, and a mouthful of bloody saliva spewed out.

The monkey took a few steps back and held on to a tattered three-legged table before he staggered to a firm footing.

"Monkey, are you looking for death!"