Some people formed gangs and gathered together to protect their own surplus food. They would fight with those who formed groups alone, so those who did not grab the food only dared to grab one person's food.

Ye Yao only knew that his luck was pretty good. He had a good life each time he was adopted twice, but the third time... his luck was not so good.

Or observe other people first.

The boys sitting in the corner closed their eyes and rested after eating the steamed buns they had snatched, which was completely different from the other children who were in a state of panic all day long.

The boy who didn't get to eat looked around warily to see if anyone had any leftover food.

Seven or eight children formed a circle and stared at each other, afraid that others would come and snatch their food.

The door was opened again.

The attendant casually threw a little girl who looked like a chicken into the room. The girl cried heartbreakingly and kowtowed repeatedly: "Please, my father is the county magistrate, please let me go, my father has a lot of money to give you!!"

His head was hit and swollen and bleeding, but his followers turned a deaf ear and closed the iron gate.

Turned around and walked out.

The girl hugged her legs and cried loudly, her voice was miserable. Some children finally couldn't help it and started crying too.

The atmosphere is here.

Zhong Ling also missed home. Her mouth pursed, tears welled up in her eyes, and she was about to burst into tears.

Ye Yao raised his hand to cover her mouth: "Don't cry, it's a bit noisy."

"Oh." Zhong Ling responded muffledly and stopped crying.

Wait until everyone is tired of crying.

I don’t know how long it took, but I woke up after falling asleep.

The bald man's footsteps sounded on the stairs again, each step heavy and powerful. His eyes were fierce, and he seemed to see through people when he stared at them.

He opened the chain, his eyes fell on Ye Yao, and he picked her up by the collar and carried her into the secret room like a chicken.