When they arrived at the county town and got off the tractor, everyone was carrying a large bag of tea in snakeskin bags. The night was slightly cool and there was no place to stay in the county town. Everyone subconsciously closed their sleeves.

They were wearing thin clothes, and there were no traces of people on the dark streets. There were only a few stray dogs walking by, occasionally looking at them, both defensively and curiously.

The dog barked several times, which frightened Fanshu Chang to throw away the snakeskin bag on his back. The frightened expression of a grown man successfully made several of them laugh.

Following the light on the roadside, a group of people walked slowly forward carrying bags of tea.

Somehow, while walking, he came outside Li Changsheng's house. Jiang Hao raised his head and glanced, and She Zaiming caught his expression in his eyes. He didn't dare to approach but was filled with expectation and longing.

Jiang Hao didn't dare to stop, for fear of revealing a trace of his inner thoughts.

Emotions and relationships that cannot be touched should not be even thought about.

He didn't dare to blatantly understand Li Yu's whereabouts and Luo Changping's subsequent entanglement to no avail. After all, it was related to Li Yu's life, and he couldn't bear all this.

Maybe it was because of the exhaustion of traveling and traveling, or maybe it was because he had been living without a fixed place since then, so no one except She Zaiming noticed Jiang Hao's mood.

At this moment, there is nothing more important than solving the problem of survival, and any emotion seems redundant.

In the silent night, the sound of "gurgling" hunger suddenly sounded, which instantly aroused the feeling of hunger in everyone, and everyone turned to the source of the sinful sound.

Xiao Li turned around and smiled awkwardly. Unfortunately, the smile could not hide his hunger. His stomach growled one after another, which was very clear on the midnight street.

Jiang Hao watched as some of the guys swallowed their saliva, some touched their bulging bellies, and some took a deep breath, trying to fill up their hunger.

Poverty, hunger, distress.

The situation in front of me was so tight that it seemed that all the ways to survive were blocked. After escaping from Xiaobei Village, the road under my feet was not easy to walk.

Jiang Hao moved the snakeskin bag on his shoulder. This bag of tea was their only remaining hope, hope for survival, and even hope for a comeback.

Seeing that the expressions on everyone's faces gradually changed from smiles to worries and sadness, Jiang Hao stopped, fed him, and then said: "I haven't starved to death yet, I'm afraid of a bird. What you are carrying is

We have the capital to make a comeback, and the sky will never stop us, so we can’t admit defeat first!”

Everyone knew that Jiang Hao was injecting chicken blood, but the chicken blood came at just the right time.

Everyone stagnated for a moment, and suddenly they felt full of energy. Even though hunger occupied the brain nerves, their tenacious will was pulling against it, trying to dispel the frustration caused by hunger.

"Yeah, I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of being poor!"

Fukisui Hui shouted indignantly, and several others were also excited. At this moment, it seemed that youth was the best explanation.

Their voices echoed in the empty streets. The suffering life and the barren powerlessness were released in these roars, as if all the difficulties were just passing clouds and no need to look up.

The group of people carried tea leaves and continued walking leisurely, looking for a possible place to sleep for the night.
Chapter completed!